Volume 1, Issue 18, October 28, 2009: *Exclusive Pics* From My Textiles Project

Ok, so I'm staring on my Textiles project right now. I have to nip this in the butt before I start to forget about it and than rush to do it last minute. Since I don't want another crappy looking project I decided to put 100% effort into this. Basically my professor wants us to find 10 outfits photograph them, write down their tag information and say what season this clothing is for. It doesn't seem that bad to me. I actually like this assignment because it involves camera-whoring and that's what I'm all about. I started to take some pics of my clothes. I'll put up some more later.

Volume 1, Issue 17, October 27, 2009: Top 5 Songs From A Movie

Here are some of my favorites movies with my favorite songs in them.

5) Howl's Moving Castle Theme-Joe Hisaishi

 

4) Colors of the Wind-Pocahantas



3) Whole New World-Aladdin




2) Beauty & the Beast




1) One Summer's Day-Sprited Away

Volume 1, Issue 16, October 25, 2009: Lebanese Fashion Show

Last night I went to the Lebanese Fashion Show with Marymount University. I volunteered as a dresser and I was really excited because one of my good friends was with me, Kelly(yay woot!). The designer featured in the show was Tony Ward; he's a Lebanese designer who worked with Karl Largerfielld, Dior, and countless celebs. His gowns are to die for. Literally, I would kill for one of his dresses.It was Haute Coture, meaning if something goes wrong with one of the garments it could put you in debt. These dresses cost between $10,000-$70,000! I saw the dress of my dreams there. It was a smoky baby blue with floral embroided lace. It's so hard for me to describe it, thank god my friend took pics of the show. I would wear it as a wedding dress, it was divine.

Volume 1, Issue 15, October 20, 2009: I've Got A New Crush

I'm blushing right now. It's this really hot guy in one of my classes and I have a little crush on him. Everytime I see him i just crack a smile. I"m currently stalking his FB page. In over at least 90% of his pages he is shirtless and I'm slightly aroused. MMMMMMMMM, his new nickname is smexy. But I think he's on to me. I know real smart, having a blog that he can look at anyway. Sometimes we talk and he stares at me a lot and he's becoming a lot more open with me.But whatever, I don't care if he knows I like him....He's single that's all that counts.

Volume 1, Issue 14, October 22, 2009: Models and Bottles!

Tuesday night I dressed some yummy male models at a fashion show. They were all hot, in different flavors of  hotness. One guy was a hot cup of sexual African chocolate. One had that im-so-hot but I'm mysetrious look, he had curly dark hair and smodering eyes. One of the guys was Middle Eastern and he looked like he was going to take me on a magic carpet ride. My model looked kinda liked Chace Crawford aka Nate from Gossip Girl, mmmmmmmmmmmm, so fine. This fashion show reminded me of why I'm in school, for the love of fashion. It also made me so happy to see all the hotties, who were not only attractive but smart and funny. Oh yeah, and there was this one drunk model who was a FAIL.

Volume 1, Issue 13 October 19, 2009: Top 5 Old School Songs

Last night was listening to some random old school music. I really like old music, not matter what the genre. I'm giving you my Top 5 songs of the day Old School Addition.

5) Debarge "I Like It"




4) Afrika Bambata "Planet Rock"




3) Luther Vandross "Here and Now"




2) Sergio Mendes "Never Gonna Let You Go"




1) Micheal Jackson "Rock With You"

Volume 1, Issue 12, October 18, 2009: I Hate You And Your Boyfriend

Am I the only one who is annoyed with all of this shitty "I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND" merchandise? It's ridiculous. We get it bitch, you love you boyfriend. Will you stop making lame t-shirts and crappy buttons professing your love to him? I also hate shirts that say "Wifey", the name of your boyfriend or girlfriend, and I hate it when couples do monthivessaries. Are you fucking kidding me? Months are nothing, it's years that count. 3 months is nothing to celebrate.I find it blantly superfical and slighty egotistical that people, especially the ones my age, boast of their one-dimensional relationships throught shitty shirts and monthivessaries. It bothers me because people make it seem like if you are not in a relationship than there is something wrong. Especially if you are a woman! People ask me all the time "you such a beautiful and smart woman, why don't you have a boyfriend?" Because I don't want one. Relationships lead to nothing but pain, heartbreak, and regrets. Trust me, I've been there and done that. I'm not saying that I don't like them, I don't want one now. I've been in relationships all through my high school years and im done for now. I'm tired of all the bullshit men say, do, and think, I'm tired of cheating bastards, I'm tired of liars, I'm tired of abusive assholes. I'm single and the only thing I want a man around for is to fuck or be friends. I just can't deal with that boyfriend/girlfriend shit. At least until I'm trying to get married.

Volume 1, Issue 11 October 17, 2009: Paranormal Activity Is The Comdey Of The Year

I believe this film should be at least nominated in the Best Comedy Category for the Oscars. This "horror" film was a mockumentry sort of like the Blair Witch Project, but funnier. The two main characters, Micah and Katie can go down in history as the funniest horror film charcters. The story is about a young couple who move into their first home in San Diego(oh yeah, their crib is S-W-E-E-T) and they are experiencing hauntings and they are filming the hauntings as the film progresses. Yeah it had its creepy moments but it failed to live up to the hype. I'll give it two shits down.

Volume 1, Issue 10 October 15, 2009: My New Love

Over the past couple of months I noticed a change in me. I have fallen head over-heels in love. I get this crazy warm feeling inside. I'm in love with scarves. I can't get enough of them. I've been buying a lot of them lately, not only due to the increasing cold weather but just for the hell of it. You can never really go wrong with a scarf. Scarves can be worn in a infinity of ways: on you head, as a head bow, as a necktie, bundled up tight, loose and flowy or as a shawl even. To me nothing looks more chic than an all black outfit with a brightly colored scarf.

 

Volume 1, Issue 9 October 15, 2009: You Better Work Bitch! Whoring Myself Out Of Brokeness!

In this recession I myself have been falling on hard times. I never been or felt so broke in my life. I guess this is what being an a adult is; being unhappy and broke. I'm so broke my pockets can't even afford to keep lint in them. I have a job, I got it during the summer. I work at a beauty supply store in Oxon Hill. It's alright, I worked full-time hours in the summer and I make about $140 each week. Now I'm barely working because of my hectic school schedule and plus the long commute to Oxon Hill to Arlington and than back to mi casa in the slums of Anacoastia/Congress Heights. I desperately need a new job, something that is closer to both my house and school and something that doesn't require dealing with short-tempered ghetto ass bitches. In the mean time, I shall whore myself through this blog and through my current job. 

Volume 1, Issue 8 October 14, 2009: Shoegasm of the Day

I nearly fainted when I saw these shoes. But thank goodness I had a cold shower this morning.These tall gladiator heels are avaliable at Forever 21 stores and websites for only $39.80. I think they would look best with a nice and simple black dress or maybe with a skirt or a romper.I don't know about you guys but I'm saving up my funds for these smexy domanatrix shoes.

Volume 1, Issue 7 October 13, 2009: I Have Come To Realize That I'm Probably Not Going To Marry Within My Culture Or Race

I always been interested in all types of men. Race isn't a factor or a huge deal breaker for me. I remember when I was little my first crush was a on a White guy and I remember having celeb crushes on NSYNC, The Backstreet Boys, and Leonardo DiCapro(mmmm he looked so smexy in Titanic). I haven't been with a Black guy in over 3-4 years. It's not that I'm not attracted to Black guys or that I don't like them, it just that I've become attracted to other types of guys more so than Black guys.

Another thing is, I find that maybe I intimidate a lot of Black men, because I have natural hair; it's very kinky and I often wear it in a fro. I get a lot of weird and sometimes rude and offensive comments from Black people( mostly Black guys) about my hair. I remember when I wore my afro out last winter. I was with my friends going out on the metro and a Black guy had looked at me strange and he was like "Damn, she taking it way back." Here are some  other comments I have gotten:

- *A guy raises his fist at me* "I'm down for the struggle with you my African queen!"
-" What are you doing to you hair?"
-" Are you going go out like that?"
-"You used to look god with you relaxer."
-"Are you in the Nation or the Panthers now?"
-"Those days are over, no one in that Black power crap anymore."
-"You look like an African booty-stracther."

I've notice with other races of people I always get compliments. When I was with a white guy( see my post Turning Off The Fan So Shit Won't Hit It) he really liked my hair natural. I don't know why this is but the only thing I can say about this is a quote from a good friend of mine, "The exotic is the erotic." Love who you want to love.

Volume 1, Issue 6 October 13, 2009: My Fro Fiasco.

Took out my braids last Friday with the help of my friends( thank you!) and For a couple of days my hair was in its kinky state. My mother was telling me that I should press out my hair to make it manageble so that I can comb out my tangles easier and also so that my afro could be blown out and look more full. So last night, my mom pressed out my hair and it took 2+ hours. My hair was still slighty kinky but it was a little bit more straighter. I was going to wear my afro out today, but when I woke up saw a disaster. My hair seemed to have gotten kinkier overnight; different parts of it were straight and some parts were kinker. Ugh!!!! I threw a fit. I had called my mom and told her and she was at work. Luckliy, I have some lacefronts lying around my house. I needed to go to school and I didn't have a lot of time so I put one on. I've gotten a lot of compliements on my lacefront today but I would have much rather have worn my own hair. Well it looks like I have to go to a Dominican salon anyways, because my hair needs to be managed and the Dominicanas do the baddest rollersets, blowouts and hair striaghting without relaxers.

Volume 1, Issue 5 October 12, 2009: Someone Needs To Give Me A Cold Shower Because I'm Having A Shoegasm!

Statement shoes are back this Fall! A pair of sexy and eccentric shoes can turn a plain outfit into THE OUTFIT! I am currently taking a long shower and nap because I had over 5 shoegasms today.

Volume 1, Issue 4 October 12, 2009: My Top Five Favorite Songs of the Day

5) The Dead Weather-Treat Me Like Your Mother


4) Steriogram-Walkie Talkie Man


3) Koda Kumi-Ai No Uta (Lowered Pitch)



2)MC Creu-Creu



1) Edward Maya & Vika Jigulina-Stereo Love

Volume 1, Issue 3 October 12, 2009 : Heaven's Devils, Biker Trend

Rev up your Harley and put on some chaps. Channel you inner biker this Fall with this Motocycle-inspired pieces.

Volume 1, Issue 2 October 12, 2009: My Life Goals( My Mommy Told Me To Write Them Down)

Ok, since I've been in my current state of mind which is a Shitfest and mixed with a Mindfuck. My mom asked me about my goals for life and she told me to write them down.

-Design clothes for fashion shows @ my university.(goal in progress)
-Get an internship for my junoir or senoir year.(goal in progess)
-Save and make more money for traveling/shopping/for my first place.
-Graduate from university.(goal in process, 90 more credits to go)
-Move away from the slums of DC, preferablly to London, Tokyo, or NYC.
-Become a buyer or visual merchandiser for a couple of years.
-Become an asisstant stylist for photo shoots, fashion shows, or celebrities.
-Write a book about my sad and horrible childhood.
-Travel to as many countries as possible.
-Find my prince charming, who won't give many any bullshit and live happily ever after in Manhattan.
-Pop out babies or get my tubes tied.( this one is a maybe)
-Buy an nice herve ledger dress for my big Caribbean booty and tetas.

Volume 1, Issue 1 October 11, 2009: Turning Off The Fan So Shit Won't Hit It!

Shit, Where do I begin? Well for starters, my name is Charlyndria Ayita Elaura Horton. Yeah, that's a mouthful, and I'm having the most craptacular semester in college ever. I'll explain later, right now I'll give you a little bit more background info of yours truly.


 I was born and raised in DC. DC stands for Don't Come To The Most Fucking Boring City on Earth. I'm the middle child out of 4 children, 2 boys and 2 girls. I'm currently enrolled in my thrid semester of college and I'm a Sophmore. I'm a Fashion Merchandising major with a minor in Fashion Design. I have high hopes and dreams of becoming a buyer, stylist, and a fashion show coordinatior. I'm trying to work hard at school and as many DC fashion events to get my feet wet and eventually dive into the world of fashion until it consumes me with all of its Chanel, Hermes, Herve Ledger, Escada,Kevin Hall, and Versace.


Now for why I'm currently frustrated. Firstly, I've been having problems with my financial aid at school. I had to commute to my college campus and cancel my housing so that I wouldn't owe my university money. I hate commuting in DC. I don't drive or own a car and I have to rely on the constant failure called the DC Metro System. It sucks moving into to your dorm and than having to move out in the middle of the semester, after you decorated your whole room and farted on your matress. Secondly, I feel like I'm not shining as well as I can in school. I study, do my homework and read from PM to AM and I feel like I'm turning average grades. I want to get my GPA up this semester so I can get some new scholarships so I can pay for this $30,000+ education.


Thirdly and lastly, I am tired of dealing with all men who are douchebags, tools, homothugs, and all around assholes. Last semester, I had a sort of kinda budding romance( at least I thought it was) with a male friend ( I thought we were friends) of mine. We knew each other for a couple of months as freshman and during the last few weeks of the Spring 2009 semester, we got a little frisky. Nothing spectacular like sex happened,it was mostly making out and telling me lies and bullshit about "wanting to start something with me." I can't believe I fell for this shit. So when we were about to go home for the Summer Mr.Douchebag Mctool took me out for sushi and pretended like he liked me.


We exchanged addresses and house numbers and he told me to call him when I got home. I called him and he never answered, for 3 months. He disappeared off the face of the Earth; he deleted his fb and his phone was "disconnected". Fast forward to August 2009,when we got back to school, I saw him a couple of times and I said hi and he didn't say anything back at me. One day, I saw him eating in the cafeteria by himself and we started to talk. He was telling me about all this bullshit that happened to him in the Summer. Guess what this fool tells me, his ass went to Egypt/ Isreal to see some pyramids and shit. After that he and his buddies look at me all funny now and he doesn't even talk to me anymore. I see him all the time and he never wants to hang out with me.Seriously what the crap? I guess he doesn't "want to start something with me."


Why can't people be straight up nowadays? If he wanted just sex, why didn't he say so in the first place? I would have probably taken his offer for sex. But he lead me on thinking that we were friends and that I was important to him and that he wanted a real relationship with me. SMDH! Honesty is truely the best policy people.


This is just my crazy ass life so far. I'm trying to build my confidence back up right now. I got to get throught this shitfest and come out shining like a Chinese Gold Medalist.