The Weakest Link

Lately I've been posting about how much I've been learning and growing in the world of fashion.  I can't express enough how much my taste has evolved and developed since I started this blog back in September.  It's so true that when you put your attention on something it just attracts more and more of that thing.  I've been observing, and observing, and observing, and learning.  It's like I'm in college again but for fashion.  A trained eye can see so much more.  I am like a sponge, just soaking in information daily.  I really want to express how important it is to throw out the less quality stuff.  They poison our wardrobes and our taste.  The skirt above is a sneak preview of my upcoming look shooting this weekend.  I found it at Opening Ceremony.  Going to Opening Ceremony is like being a celebrity and going to a red carpet event.  I think this is probably where they came up with the name,  judging by how you are treated when you are perusing through the wonderful selection of exciting unique pieces.  I absolutely LOVE going in to this boutique.  I feel special and respected when I'm in there.  They really give me personal attention and are very honest about whether or not a piece works on me.  I've started to visualize my wardrobe more like a "collection" of art, only to wear.  And, I've noticed that when I look through my clothes and pick out something to wear, and I get that annoyed feeling that I'm sure a lot of us have had before because we are just too afraid to get rid of something, if I just set it aside for the give away or sell pile, my heart warms as I look back at all of the pieces that are making me feel good about myself.  I sort of realized that "we are only as strong as our weakest link" applies to our clothing too.  So I look at my closet and say, "which one is the weakest link" as often as I can & then I throw it into "the pile".  Slowly but surely, I start to respect the clothes I own sooo much more.  Be sure to look out for my next shoot when I really photograph this skirt by Yasmin Kianfar like it should be photographed;)
Imagine if this skirt were the weakest link in my wardrobe?  



The Seat of the Soul

I finally finished "The Seat of the Soul" by Gary Zukav. This book was given to me by Richie's Aunt Lisa on my birthday a couple of years ago, and I never got around to reading it until now. I've read so many books since then too. Wow, what a hard read. I normally take a week or two at tops to read a book, and this took about a month. Once I started to get on page with the pace of this author, it really came around. I was a bit bored at first I must admit. Also, I was a bit annoyed by him. I felt like he was stating things that are more for a person to spiritually form a belief at a pace that is "real". Zukav is a scientist, so I guess I felt like I was reading a scientific journal more than a new-age soul book. But, like I said, as the book progressed, I really started to get in to it. There are some really interesting theories. One thing that stood out a lot to me was the chapter on "Choice". I think I was really moved by something he said like "depending on the choices you make, you are one step closer to either your lesser or higher self, basically "you" are in between your lesser or higher self with your choices." I didn't quote it exact, but the book is filled with little nuggets of wisdom that I would like to go back to and review and pull quotes.

A Pregnancy Shoot

I shot these on Monday. I think they are beautiful so I thought I would share.


For Whom the Bell Tolls

Below is a poem by John Donne that has always inspired me:

For Whom the Bell Tolls
( No Man is an Island)
by John Donne

No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.

*Taken from the 1624 Meditation 17, from Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions.

Dear David,

Today I am grateful for:
  • My time with David, my little brother. ( April 19th, 1985- April 8th, 2006 )

  • The fact that I got through today with spiritual progress as opposed to regression. Normally, I would drink, cry, watch old movies, cry, and drink and smoke. Today, I wrote and wrote and wrote, took a Bikram class, and felt a calm peace.
  • Bikram Yoga where I can cleanse all of the emotional toxins out of my body and hide my tears in the sweat.