little fish

TRIBE AND NEW YORK/TRIBE IN NEW YORK

THREE TIMES TOO COOL TO BE TELEVISED

AMERICAN APPAREL/HILARITY IN MOTION

LACE JACQUARD WEAVE TOP=AMERICAN APPAREL.
PINK TIE-DYE T SHIRT=AMERICAN APPAREL.
PLUM SHORTS=AMERICAN APPAREL.
FACE, NOSE, HAIR, ARMS, NIPPLE AND ALL THAT JAZZ ETC.=ME.




this post was supposed to be a 'OH LORDY LOOK WHAT I GOT FROM NEW YORK' clothing post. but instead it is just shitloads of pictures of me GETTIN CRAY CRAY TO SOME FUNKAY FUNKAY TUNES. the results are horrifically tragic. ENJOY.

AAAAH ITS EXHAUSTING BEING SO ELEGANT AND CAMERA SHY.

but on the subject of New York... THERE WILL BE MORE.

interpret as you wish. just not in a way that is negative towards me. because that is just plain mean.

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY/UNEXPECTED NATURAL DISASTERS GIVE ME MORE TIME IN BEAUTIFUL CITIES

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. IM BACK. NYC WAS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. just ammmmmah-zing.


there are no words.


(apart from all these)


i will be translating my venture to this very page in the next few weeks


SO WATCH OUT BITCHEESSSSSS.


(btw I <3 New York. i have the t-shirt to prove it. AND THE T-SHIRT TELLS ALL TRUTH)

PHOTOGRAPHY/AMERICANA PART II

today i exchanged meee english pounds into crisp, new, strange-smelling dollars. THEY ARE SO {insert exaggeratedly positive adjective here.} 

The first thing i did with them (after kissing them/smelling them/talking to them) was take lots of photos of them. To enhance their beauty i threw in my other beautiful possessions as props. The result is below. (sidenote. it was never intentionally Lady Gaga-esque but there is no point denying the blatant similarities. ARGHARGH. I WANT TO BE ORIGINAL GODDAMMIT, BUT IT IS JUST BLOODY IMPOSSIBLE. well for me, it is.)