26. Well almost that is. How many years of my life since moving outta LA have I spent looking at someone else's achievements that wish that that were me. First it was with finding out that a college friend got a job as a buyer at BabyGap when I was doing visuals at the Flood. And even if I ran off to New York to pursue the whole life long dream of ( Read more... )

It's pretty cool to be able to hear people talk about avant garde conceptual blah blah blah Yoji (pronounced, Yo-Hee.. by one of my professors--I totally wanted to tell her that it ain't fucking spanish, she tends to exoticize any god damn name) Yamamoto fashion, work with Ford models as a dresser (my first) in a fashion show, then meet up with my ( Read more... )

It really warms my heart that the founder of my company, who spent his life promoting China and better Sino-US relations, is not like the Asiaphiles that we know today. His passion for China was executed respectfully and lots of people have profited (intellectually) from his work. You won't find some fine young Chinese thing clinging on his arm.

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While talking to my Bro in the kitchen and looking at Bay to Breakers stats:

Me: Wow, Gavin Newsom finished the race in 60 minutes.
Bro: I guess he gotta find something to keep him busy since his wife left him.

For some reason, my least favorite teachers have always been one who taught me some sort of sciences. In high school it was Mr. Bissell, who went out of his way to make me feel like shit, who is noticeably convinced that I was pretty much incapable of excelling in school just because I did so bad in his physics class--which really was just a result ( Read more... )