it's all in the hair

The hair, the miniskirt, the tights, the jacket. Did I mention the hair? Definitely worthy of copying, in my ever-growing book.

And the things that I'd love to evict from life permanently? Actually, they come in the form of songs. At my temporary, bloodsucking office job, I am constantly hearing music that I don't like. Why? Because my boss, 'el douchebag negro' as I like to dub him, ONLY listens to the urban music station. Fine, but he doesn't even allow me to change it to Q101, the rock station that keeps me from going insane--except for when they play that damn "Resistance" song by Muse." The result? Me sitting at my desk, hearing the same songs over and over and over again!

Most of the junk that drives me insane. . .



Anything Drake is on

I get it. He went from Jimmy on "Degrassi" to a forgettable rap artist in 2007, to a big rap artist starting 2009 until now. That's cool and all, but honestly, Drake is like herpes. He's on every song, every mixtape, and will collaborate with anybody who's hot today. What next, is he going to lay his sickness all over the next Vampire Weekend single?

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Melanie Fiona - It Kills Me

She's 'killing me' with her whiny, totally sappy declaration of not knowing that she needs to leave a douchebag who's not treating her right. Besides, hasn't Keyshia Cole sung this exact same song about fifty times already?



Snoop Dogg - I Wanna Rock

Awesome. You wanna rock. But if I hear you rhyme 'dominoes' with 'vamanos' one more time. . .



Usher - Little Freak

Even the sexually-ambigious Nicki Minaj verse doesn't save this song from getting to me. And I wonder how Stevie Wonder would feel knowing that one of his classics is being used to describe how much a guy wants a whore.



Wacka Flocka - O Let's Do It

His name is Wacka Flocka. Do I even have to go into detail?

And as our token white guests. . .



Muse - The Resistance

Glad to see they're getting the attention they deserve. But why this song? It's so cheesy and lame! Remember back in 2006 when they got some mainstream attention with "Starlight" and "Supermassive Black Hole?" That shit was good. This shit is just. . . shit.

so i'm...

listening to. . .







Watching. . .



Skins

Coveting. . .



When I saw a slouchy, distressed bag at Forever 21 today, it reminded me of Alexander Wang. Needless to say, I bought it.

Still inspired by. . .



Santogold.

quarantine

I've been in a really bad mood lately. The days have been filled with pondering the future, evaluating my life as it is right now, and of course, good old-fashioned self-loathing. It seems so lame to feel this way, but I can't apologize for what's been going on.

Normal human beings worry about stuff all the time. I am no exception. I constantly worry about my future and if I'm going to be financially stable. Don't get me wrong, I think I'm doing just fine right now. I have a job at my school and tomorrow, I'm going to see about this business job that could possibly morph into a solid summer job. It's just that with my interests in the creative arts--fashion, writing, and music--I fear for my financial security. I do not want to end up another broke ass black person, re-inforcing the stereotype that none of us will amount to absolutely anything.

Not only this, but I keep worrying about my social well-being. Stuck in this house until the end of the month--my school is very weird with the breaks--I want to do get out and do things as much as possible, but it's hard when your friends are going back before you and the things you want to do aren't even in their interests. Not going out = no pictures for the blog, which makes me even more ashamed to call myself a fashion blogger sometimes.

I'm pretty sure this is just temporary sadness, the type of thing that we all go through every once in a while in our quotidian struggles to matter, but this feeling hits me every once and a while, and hopelessness sets in. The only thing that usually helps is isolation, watching my new favorite teen show from the UK called Skins (an edgier Degrassi if you ask me), and massive amounts of music--namely, Radiohead.

So I will try my damndest to get more going on this blog, meaning more pictures and sexy randomness. Haha. Sexy randomness.

I leave you guys with the song that inspired the title of this post. It sums up how I've been feeling lately. "Quarantine" by Phantom Planet.

By the way, feel free to leave comments if you feel the same way, in college, a bit wayward, not knowing what the future holds. I love all the comments I can get!

sheena is a punk rocker

The epitome of punk rock fashion, Tripp NYC jeans are always bound to be edge-pushing, stylish, and of course, rock-worthy. While jeans like these can be found in New York's famous Trash and Vaudeville and Hot Topic (most notably the bondage style pants), they are also available on Karmaloop. Since the rocker style is in, these jeans are perfect for the girl who wants to stand out from the crowd.

boots made for walking

Let me just start off by saying I honestly feel like I'm committing some sort of fashion blogger citation by not posting enough pictures of myself. The reason is because my camera sucks an indefinite amount of ass and refuses to even turn on for me, even though I bought fresh batteries. So bare with me here! I'm trying.

Now that I got that out of the way, let's talk shoes.



Argh. Boots that run my whole life, right next to Jeffrey Campbell. Take a good look at the zebra print ones below.



Next, drool over these babies, black studded Jeffrey Campbell peep-toe ankle boots.



Now look even closer at the girl below you, Nicki Minaj. (I feel like I've been mentioning her waaay too much, but I love her style.)



It appears as if the Young Money female equation has combined the Topshop boots with the Jeffrey Campbell studs and made them look ten times more awesomer! And we thought it couldn't be done. . .

Not to be outdone by Ashish, we also have Emma Cook.



Yes. It's that important.



Also. . . a few nights ago i saw this British film called Tormented. For those wondering, all I do is watch movies because I'm bored as hell. Anyways, the movie is about a group of bitchy teenagers who bully a poor kid until he hangs himself. They think he's dead . . . but he's not! His ghost comes back to give them all what they deserve.



I only checked it out because of Alex Pettyfer. Can you say gorgeous? He was a major douchebag in the movie, but it's still a good one if you want to see a bunch of high school assholes get what they deserve. *silently wonders why she's been watching all these British movies lately*

urban outfitters <3

Now back to our regularly scheduled program.

My Urban Outfitters catalog finally came today after, what, eight weeks of pining? Here are some of my favorites.











Okay, that girl needs to just hand over the white lace top right now.



The black exaggerated shoulder dress by Silence + Noise? Nice. I've been looking for the perfect bodycon dress, and it would do. Or I could just get the more affordable version from Forever 21...decisions, decisions. Oh, I really want that acid-wash pencil skirt, too.

Of course, there's nothing like actually being in the store. I was there last Halloween with my friends of the University of Illinois Champaign-Urbana.

I ended up buying the floral printed top below. It was only $5!










Okay, they look like hobos, but stylish hobos. That's what counts.





This dress is so sexy, and it's just amplified by that silver necklace. Oh, and the random chick in the background is my friend Danielle.






Proof of purchase. . .



Bye bye, overpriced-yet-unabashedly-hipster boutique!

scans...

I have not slept yet.
I have not slept yet.
I have not slept yet.
I have yet. to go. to sleep.

There's just something about not doing shit over your break, which stretches until January 31st, that compels you to spend all your time doing absolutely nothing of importance rather than staying up, watch television, gaining weight--I think--and tinkering away on a laptop. Gawd, I need some amusement!!!

Then I leafed through my old VIBE magazines and found some interesting things. What I usually do is rip out pages that inspire me. Here a few things that got my creative mind revving.

Gotta love Nicki Minaj's (right) American Apparel skirt.





I always thought that a full head of afro-like curls was just to die for. Beyonce looks awesome and I thought her most beautiful was when she rocking hair like this during the time when she was filming Austin Powers in Goldmember, which is one of my favorites.



And here's the gorgeous Chanel Iman. While she's waaaaay too skinny for me, there's no denying how beautiful she is.

just so you guys know...

Thought that would be an interesting visual. This whole fashion blogging thing has perplexed me to say the least. I know it's damn near impossible to have a thousand followers in the first few months, but sometimes, I think it is hard to break into the fashion thing. Why? Because--if anyone noticed--it's not like I have someone take pictures of me everytime I leave the house with an awesome, professional camera. I have this shitty little digital one that sucks up battery juice in an instant and is the reason why I have a hard time updating with pics of myself. I can't even aspire to get on Lookbook, which--in my opinion--only posts people who take awesome pictures, regardless of their style, which can be kind of bland and unoriginal in my opinion.

Okay, so I'll probably never be a style icon on Chictopia or be a part of the fashion stratosphere like Rumi Neely, Karla Derass, or Karen Blanchard. Fine. I guess the best part of being only 18 is that you have time to decide what you want to do with your life. For me, writing has always been my passion, but fashion is slowly taking over. No matter, this blog will still run, and hopefully, get waaay better, even if I only average one viewer a day. So now that I have that little rant out of my system. . .what have I been up to lately?



It had to be done. I subscribed to NYLON about two or three weeks ago. Can't wait to see who they get on the February issue! (Hopefully a sista. Hey, a girl can dream. . .)

Got some much needed new swag from Bare Feet Shoes and Kmart a week ago. . .



They look so glam-rock.

More gold jewelry. I swear, these are going with everything.





Two words: BETSEY JOHNSON. No, I wish I could afford Betsey, but this little cardigan from Kmart almost looks like something she'd make. Snatch.



Loved it so much I got in a neutral color.



I had been looking for a cute short skirt that flared. Perfect mix of flirty and sexy. No, I can't wear it yet--unless I want to go to the hospital with a severe case of frostbite--but when I can, I plan to pair it with the heart-printed tights I mentioned earlier. I got them from a UK site called New Look. Good and everything, but the only overseas site I wanna buy stuff from is Topshop. *sighs* One day.



This isn't new, but apparently, it's been lurking in my mom's closet ever since my family took a trip to Wisconsin Dells a whopping six or seven years ago! It's so cute. I could totally see myself wearing it with black skinny jeans and vintage-y tall, brown lace-up boots. The only thing about it? Apparently, it sheds.



I recently saw Dorian Gray starring Ben Barnes and Colin Firth. After reading the book in my English class senior year, imagine how extremely psyched I was that they were making an updated version. For those who are unaware, it's about a highly attractive British newcomer who, to preserve his beauty, lives out devious exploits. A painting of him, therefore, is marred with the ugliness he's been committing, but Dorian remains the same. Still hot.



Needless to say, Ben Barnes is now the target of my unrequited affection.

I saw Donnie Darko, as well. Let me say that movie, while a complete mindfuck to some, was actually quite mind-blowing. In a good way. I'd love to explain what it's about, but I feel I'd be terribly inaccurate.

Also plan to go see Daybreakers in downtown Chicago this Saturday. Geez, you invite a few people, then the numbers escalate. I think we're leaning toward 10+. Haha, and I'm very pleased to be going with my new roommate--you may have noticed that I was always taking pics in my dorm, and that setting will change soon. I moved because my old roommate was less than satisfactory, to say the least--so she can meet my crazy friends. Time to party!



I leave you all with this song that's been in my head for a while. It's so beautiful...