A few months ago, I was hit with the very upsetting news that one of my best friends passed away. Today is the first day that I've tried to sit down and try to put into words what I have been going through.
This playlist is all over the place... usually I go for a somewhat mellow vibe, but I decided to throw in some of the music I loved when I was in high school. Enjoy.
In the spirit of adventure and travel, I spontaneously went on a cruise to The Bahamas, armed with a Nokia Lumia 925. Here are some shots from my Bahamian Holiday.
About a year ago, I bought a sketchbook to practice my drawing techniques. My sketchbook is now home to a bunch of really cool drawings that are incomplete. The latest technique that I've been working on is: actually finishing what I start.
Over the weekend, I had the pleasure of attending a super-cool theme party at The Green Room, located downtown, Fort Lauderdale. The theme was 1920s/Gatsby, and I was all over that shit.
I love traveling, but then again, who doesn't?! One thing I do loathe about traveling though, is packing. It takes me a long time, and I always feel the need to bring as much as I can. Better safe than sorry!
I woke up at 6 o'clock in the morning on Friday, June 7, and it was raining. It rained all damn day, actually. But, I wasn't going to let a little torrential downpour get in the way of what was supposed to be day one of the three most epic days of my summer: The Governors Ball.
Right now on Randall's Island, stages are being set up. Sound checks are are in action. Food vendors are getting their shit together, and merch tables are getting checked in.
Sooo, a couple of weeks ago, I had my first Pop Up Shop for my little online store, BDL. People were able to come out and spend 4/20 with me, shopping vintage picks, unique sunnies, and a bunch of other cool shit!
This morning while shopping in Target, I flipped open this month's issue of Nylon (with Paramore's Hayley Williams on the cover) and saw a picture I made and sent in a couple of months ago. I literally started crying.
Whether they were stolen from a doctor's office, "ended up" in your bag after leaving a friend's house, or were addressed to you and put into your mailbox, I'm pretty sure you have a stack of magazines somewhere in your house collecting dust.
