Showing posts with label Friend of Mine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friend of Mine. Show all posts
Saturday, July 16
Tuesday, May 17
THE END.

MY ENDGAME.
end·game also end game (ndgm) n. -2. The final stage of an extended process or course of events:
PH/BLADE PRO
LOCATION/ OZONE- RITZ CARLTON
@ PITTI IMMAGINE LAUNCH
/VONZIPPER SWEATER/ FRIEND OF MINE BOOTIES/ ALEX PERRY NECKLACE/ UNIQLO JEANS/ OLIVIER GOLDSMITH SUNNIES/
I need to learn to communicate.
It will kill me if I don't learn.
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It will kill me if I don't learn.
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Sunday, May 15
CLARITY/
NEEDING THE TIME TO SEE/
BECAUSE THERE IS A SINGLE MOMENT WHEN YOU WILL KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU ARE DOING.
LOCATION/ DOWN YONDER- FRIEND OF MINE, MELBOURNE
PRE PHOTOSHOOT, WARDROBE SELECTION.
(PS. NEXT COUPLE WEEKS WILL BE BACK-BLOGGING)
PH/ MACUSHLA BURKE
It's been a big two weeks.... and to be honest, I really needed that time. I needed to be able to own my own time on my accord instead of having my times slotted and planned. I wanted to be able to call my shots and do what I want. Stupid thing was... it didn't happen when I left, it just followed me. I had different schedules, different time slots, more people chasing me. It feels like it just goes on and on.
I try too hard to be harder than I actually am. I feel that if I don't start the day with that mindset, it would end up in things becoming sloppy and inconsistent. I NEED to learn how to be softer, distinguish the times to stand up for myself, pick my battles and care more.
I have thought over the past couple days, hardcore is not about being tough but more acceptance of how certain situations are. Sometimes I could be right, or somethings I could be wrong.
I have taken more from this trip in way that I didn't expect to. I can't be tough every moment of the day and with some things, its best to let down my guard.
I needed to know that its ok to give myself permission to do that.
x
BECAUSE THERE IS A SINGLE MOMENT WHEN YOU WILL KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU ARE DOING.
LOCATION/ DOWN YONDER- FRIEND OF MINE, MELBOURNE
PRE PHOTOSHOOT, WARDROBE SELECTION.
(PS. NEXT COUPLE WEEKS WILL BE BACK-BLOGGING)
PH/ MACUSHLA BURKE
It's been a big two weeks.... and to be honest, I really needed that time. I needed to be able to own my own time on my accord instead of having my times slotted and planned. I wanted to be able to call my shots and do what I want. Stupid thing was... it didn't happen when I left, it just followed me. I had different schedules, different time slots, more people chasing me. It feels like it just goes on and on.
I try too hard to be harder than I actually am. I feel that if I don't start the day with that mindset, it would end up in things becoming sloppy and inconsistent. I NEED to learn how to be softer, distinguish the times to stand up for myself, pick my battles and care more.
I have thought over the past couple days, hardcore is not about being tough but more acceptance of how certain situations are. Sometimes I could be right, or somethings I could be wrong.
I have taken more from this trip in way that I didn't expect to. I can't be tough every moment of the day and with some things, its best to let down my guard.
I needed to know that its ok to give myself permission to do that.
x
Thursday, April 14
LOST CAUSES/
OPEN MINDS/OPEN HEARTS
BALANCING BOTH MEANS THE ABILITY TO STEP OUT AND BE THE BIGGER PERSON
/PH. BLADE PRO/
/FRIEND OF MINE LEATHER SHORTS C/O GIZZY & NACHO/
BALANCING BOTH MEANS THE ABILITY TO STEP OUT AND BE THE BIGGER PERSON
/PH. BLADE PRO/
/FRIEND OF MINE LEATHER SHORTS C/O GIZZY & NACHO/
In an effort to write more words and provide more substance regarding my thoughts, I often resort to thinking about things that concern me. A piece of my mind?
Here we go. A close friend said to me "Valerie, you donate your whole life to lost causes knowingly and that makes you not very happy at the end of the day." I admit, I do... but in an effort to grow up, chill out and calm down... I have a relatively new stance.
I will do not it again.
Story of my life: Willingly getting pushed around.
OVER IT.
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Here we go. A close friend said to me "Valerie, you donate your whole life to lost causes knowingly and that makes you not very happy at the end of the day." I admit, I do... but in an effort to grow up, chill out and calm down... I have a relatively new stance.
I will do not it again.
Story of my life: Willingly getting pushed around.
OVER IT.
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