vintage shit

i've decided to do the majority of my "modeling" for my store from now on. i say "modeling" because i am nowhere close to being a model. i mean, i'm shaped like a pear and i'm about 5'5", but whatever, i do my best. anyway, I recently bought a nikon d80. totally worth the $600, by the way. i also bought a lighting setup that came with this awful white background that would wash out most of the color in the photos. so i though, hey why not a grey backdrop? i found this weird stretchy grey sheet or whatever it is at a thrift store last week for $3. the thing is about 15 feet long for no reason, but it's perfect. The only thing that annoys me is you can see the wrinkles in it, so i'll have to take some time and iron it. It really made the colors pop. I also bought a portrait lens for my nikon. my friend nessa, who is the best photographer i know, recommended it. it's fucking perfect because it auto focuses. it was the best $100 i've spent in a while. i've been taking photos of myself for the ebay store for about two and a half years or so, i suppose. i've always used the self timer. it always sucked because i'd have to press a button and run back to where i was "modeling", but now...dun dun dun i have a remote. it's only about 3"x1", so i can just hold it in my hand and it doesn't show in the photos. well, at least most of the time.

so here's some photos i took last week.




the last photo is absolutely hilarious. all i need are some huge gold hoop earrings and high top reeboks. LJO. for real.

nonsense

i don't really use blogspot, considering i've been using livejournal for 7 years or so. i've written things and deleted them because they were so pointless and boring. not like like what i'm about to write is will be anything amazing like pilu's blog. ha! before that i had a xanga journal. when i look back at my xanga, i can't believe the ridiculous things i used to write about. i used *'s and ~'s around everything. WHAT was i thinking?! there are still twenty something year old girls still doing this. kill yourself. i've had this thing since may of 08 because michael hash seems to convince me to join every internet updating website known to man. either that, or he's just so totally awesome, i want to be just like him. NOT. ha, i kid. i was talking to michael on the phone in august and he said something about twitter, and i was like, "what the fuck is twitter". so i joined and ever since then, i feel like all day i think of things to tweet about. if i see something hilarious, i'm like "fuck i need to take a picture of this and twitter this shit". not that i'm this elaborate writer, but since i've been using twitter, i can't think of anything other than smart ass 140 characters or less phrases to write. i don't really know what i'm going to use this blog for. at first, i thought hey i have an ebay store which is like my second job practically, maybe i should consider writing a fashion blog. i mean, i'm into it, i'm not a t-shirt and jeans wearing kind of girl, but i don't think i'm "fashionable" enough to give people advice. i'll leave that up to vanessa and karli. plus the clothes i sell most of the time are absolutely ridiculous. hence why i sell them. even the cashiers at the thrift stores look at me like i'm out of my mind sometimes. you'd be surprised what people throw their money away on, though. the fact that i can buy something for less than $5 and turn it into $20 or even $180 is what's the word? awesome. as soon as i get settled and i stop paying double rent (seems like a hobby of mine), i'm going to do this full time. i get to shop and take photos for a living and work around my own schedule. uhhh, not a damn thing wrong with that. i leave you with an artsy fartsy photo of me that my friend nessa took for the ebay store because this blog was full of nonsense that nobody cares about. now quit wasting your time with this bullshit and go read pilu's hilarious blog.
p.s. i refuse to use the shift button for anything other than for quotation marks. get over it.