"Consider how hard it is to change yourself and you'll understand what little chance you have in trying to change others”

like tear drops on crack.

just when the weather seems to be getting "springy" around here, the rain gods come shake things up & blow the iciest chill over manhattan. i was practically dreaming of espadrilles and beaches when i was rudely awakened by harsh rains/winds and a dip back into the 30s-40s. i wouldn't have minded so much if there wasn't the wind factor, because here in the city its a practiced art to walk around in this kind of crazy typhoon weather. yesterday it was so bad, i counted 16 dead umbrellas left on the streets. thats how i know its a bad storm, based on the number of dead umbrellas, that is. see they don't all make it thru, and you can picture the frustration a new yorker feels when their $12 umbrella flips and it's wires break- they literally leave them tossed on the curb- like roadkill. my umbrella, well, boy it managed and held up ridiculously well under the harshest of winds/rain sweeping around me. then again, i do have skills in managing to swing it the right way when the winds pick up ;) it literally looks like a baton routine the way you have to swing your umbrella around in order to keep it from flipping inside out. all i could think of was how lucky i was to have a sturdy umbrella that hadn't given out on me...yet. is it wrong to want a man like my umbrella? perhaps, but it was the perfect correlation to me as i stomped through puddles to get to work in the afternoon. sturdy, dependable, and able to protect me from the harshest of storms (im talking natural disaster status) my umbrella stood out amongst cheap flakey ones that gave out the second the winds picked up. oh spring, you clearly have me lovesick. at any rate, i made it through the last few days of wreckage, but unfortunately its left me with a sore throat, slight fever, and incredibly prone to developing into a full on cold. hot tea, noodle soup, crackers, tbs movies and gingerale all day. siiiiiiigh.

You can't solve a problem with the same consciousness that created it. -einstein

jail cage bird.

Christian Louboutins' spring look...cant decide if im madly in love or madly confused. either way they're worth my month's rent soo...doesn't affect me until they reach the (cringe) masses via knock-offs. THAT i'll stay away from.