i've never wanted ACNE more desperately.

ACNE Atacoma Gray (SS10) and Admire

Obsessed. Unfortunately, still under a self-imposed shoe ban until winter (really just holding out for some of the boots in the Burberry Prorsum FW 10/11 and the heels in McQueen's final collection) so these are most likely never going to make their way into my closet.

Spent the day shopping for anything rustic, sheer, lacy, and nude (think Chanel SS10) -- traipsed from the Upper East Side through Nolita and everywhere around Soho before winding back up to Union Square to hop on the train and head home, a mess of bags and frizzy hair.

Realized the other night that I only have a little over a week left before I head back up so I need to mentally prepare myself for months of separation anxiety from Manhattan. As much as I love Cornell, it's a huge change of pace. Ithaca is a bubble; it's so isolated. Definitely an interesting experience for college, but I'm not sure I'd ever be able to permanently live somewhere like that.

she was a girl with a string around her neck

From today's shoot with Marc

Craving: wild passion with a dash of romance and liberal doses of chemistry.

it sounds like we would have had a great deal to say to each other

In the city for a few weeks before I have to head up to Ithaca again. It's crazy being here and seeing all of my friends from high school again.. I haven't been in New York City since Christmas. Wandering through SoHo gets me so nostalgic.

her real depths are romantic and illogical

"I simply state that I'm a product of a versatile mind in a restless generation — with every reason to throw my mind and pen in with the radicals. Even if, deep in my heart, I thought we were all blind atoms in a world as limited as a stroke of a pendulum, I and my sort would struggle against tradition; try, at least, to displace old cants with new ones. I've thought I was right about life at various times, but faith is difficult. One thing I know. If living isn't seeking for the grail it may be a damned amusing game."

A year in review.

we're done, but it's not over

Looks like Marcel Castenmiller (who came with Pete to visit Kelly) snuck into a few of our Slope Day pictures. Slope Day, which annually signifies the end of classes, passed almost two weeks ago. Drake was supbar, but I don't think I really expected more.

Currently in the middle of finals. I've been strangely calm until three days ago but now I'm obscenely jittery and I can't help but feel incredibly helpless because I've been on Adderall and haven't slept for a solid 55 hours.

welcome to the jungle

Officially a sorority girl. Who would have guessed?

music is my sun and you're blocking my light

“Something deep down tells me that we are all semi-paralysed. And we die without so much as an explanation. And worst of all – we live without so much as an explanation…A whole world of semi-paralysed human beings. And everyone waiting in vain for a miracle.”