Thursday, July 30, 2009

Hair & Individuality Woes

I'm sad to say that I've once again joined the ranks of the "normal haired" people's world. Meaning, I took (pulled, wrestled, tore) those silly little yellow stripes that I used to have in my bangs, that were a result of some spontaneity on Portobello Road. I grew to like them, though, despite the initial shock that I looked like the chick from X-Men. I liked to think that those 4 little lines made me a little more noticeable in a crowd, and in San Francisco (aka 2nd Asia), that meant alot to me. Now I'm just another Asian girl, with her black, straight hair and little slanty eyes. Alot more people would look like me if I didn't take the appropriate measures!

I take alot of pride in the fact that I am really quite weird looking. It makes me so happy to wake up every morning and remember that no one in the world looks much like me! I like to think that we as people can only have so many combinations of eyes, noses, bodies or whatever that there isn't really much variety when you think about us collectively. The thing that sets you apart from everybody else is the stuff you put on and prance around in everyday! I mean clothes. So much of me as a person shows from what I wear on a day-to-day basis that it makes me so sad when I see some generic skinny blonde chick walking out of Hollister, wearing Hollister, and holding her little Hollister bags full of the same distressed jeans, striped tanks, embroidered logo tees, and HOLLISTER emblazoned zipped hoodies as every other kid who's traded their individuality for being "cool". I'll admit I get a bit disturbed when I see one of these Generies (like "generic", rhymes with "canaries") leaving one of those popular mall franchises. I can't help but wonder what goes through their heads as they look through their closets in the morning. "Gee, I really want to wear the same thing I wore yesterday, but in a different color combination". "Oh, I am so cool because I am wearing the same thing as a mannequin!" I don't know.

And it's not just generic teen/tween places that bother me so much these days, it's mostly the ones like Urban Outfitters that push my buttons (that means "makes me mad" right?) lately. As much as I love their $10 sale section (and I really do love it alot) I can't get past that this store offers a shortcut into finding your own style, turning dressing "crazy" or "unique" into another generic mall franchise. Wear those oxford shoes, opaque tights, fedoras and high waisted suspendered things as much as you want girl, but you know there's an identical chick right behind you in line to buy more triangle scarves and obnoxiously bright Ray Ban knockoffs.

What a person wears says so much about their personality, and allows so much room for self expression (I know, it sounds like something you say when you're angry about your high school's dress code, but it's true!) that it seems kind of mind boggling that so many different kinds of people all choose to dress exactly the same. Of course I wear some stupid things sometimes, I don't really know how to make outfits, and sometimes I am a fashion disaster, but at least I can say for sure that no one in the world dresses like me :)

On a side note, I would also like to mention that my google search box currently has "Bourgie Tea Party"

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Evil Thought #1

I love looking through facebook pictures to find that someone I know has gotten chubby.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Bikeccessories

These pannier bags are so presh, and they don't even have that manly mountaineering look that most bike bags have. You know, the one that says "i'm all rugged and extreme sporty, but check out this girly print, I'm chic too!" You know.



No, these are just 100% fucking sweet, not just for my bike, but they are also cute in the realm of regular purses, where those horrible "serious cycler" bags would flounder. Imagine carrying a saddle bag with you when you're in class...
If only I had $80 to spend on a single bike bag. Or a bag in general.



via: http://www.cyclechic.co.uk/index.htm

Cute ass guniea pigs

This makes me want a guinea pig (or four!)

This does not.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

talisathoughts

A note of welcome!

I've been meaning to start a blog for a long time, not just to whine about how hard life is or how much I hate my hair, but to keep things of the internetal sort so I don't have to keep bookmarking them only to lose them later (skip forward to whenever I discuss the Electronics Curse). Yep.

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