Black Friday Madness

Personally, I am all about spending smart and saving money, all day errday. But when people ask me what I think of Black Friday, I say it's fucking retarded. I hate this destructive hype, one that sucks people in a spending craze, within themselves and between one another, causing headlines year after year. It is not thrifty at all when you spend money on the things you don't need, even when the sale plunges deep and the price is tempting. I'm even more annoyed and even pity the people that gallops out in pride for spending a shitload of money they usually would never spend, thinking they had scored such great deals but really they are being cheated left and right . Consumers are being trapped by the idea of Black Friday, believing that surely, everything out there on this day is worth buying. It started out with waiting in line for hours in the cold, which became a motivation to spend more for their prior effort. From one consumer to another, the motivation creates the hustling and bustling atmosphere that takes away reasons and drives greedy and reckless consumption. 

It sure is exciting the first time you try it, seeing crowds of people in the middle of the night after a day of being locked up in the house. But if you consider the competition the committed Black Friday fans are in, the experience is truly stale with stress and, well, the next best word, ignorance. If you don't believe me, just read the news on the last Friday of November. That's how this rant started. 

Marcus D: Lost Memories

It's really a journey when you begin to unearth the things you thought you have lost or didn't even know exists. The little, subtle things. Sure takes time. But it's worth it. 

thanksgivingbreakftw

I can't remember the last time I get to sit back and relax like today. But then again, I don't remember the last time I appreciate a break as much as I do now. happy thanksgiving y'all. but of course, happy shopping!

Fierce: Faux Fur

The fur effect is elegant, expensive, and, of course, warm. But I think, the ability to wear such a thick layer on your body is confidence. Fierce. The right color and style will make you look ready for a party or even down to earth casual. I personally think faux fur should be used for experimenting with colors. Try turquoise. Or the ombre effect. Better yet, party hard with an animal print. If not, go neutral brown, black, or cream. If a faux fur jacket is too much texture or simply too overwhelming at first, give fur a try through small details, like a hat or a lapel collar.

Either go over the top elegant by pairing faux fur with a body-con sequin dress or with the casual combo of t-shirt and jeans. Personally, I like me a white tee, basic jeans, and blow it away with a thick and colorful fur jacket.

When buying fur, remember to consider the texture and the quality of the texture. In general, remember that fur is an investment piece, where you choose to invest the price tag or the effort to look for a good piece through thrift stores or even vintage boutiques. Texture-wise, make a decision between the feathery  fur or the smooth luxurious fur.

ILL BE BAK

It's been a while but after this last round of midterms...


I just want this week to be over soon.

                                                             [Cramming break: Over]

Alone and Listening

People say you go to college to find who you are, what your purpose is, and what you want to do. But sometimes I really wonder if that could be absolutely true when you are constantly surrounded by your peers--the interaction is so constant and endless that there's a buzzing in the back of my mind, hindering me from hearing my thoughts and leaving me feeling hollow at the end of the day. I need to sit down and lay my head back to the ceiling, the starkly white ceiling of the century old dorm room, and think. And remember. And plan. And analyze. I really need a break.

Reality Sets In

College started exactly three weeks for me and already I am beginning to feel the strain of disappointments setting in. So many wrong decisions over entertainment and school, juxtaposed by high expectation and confidence that I will do well. Unfortunately, you can't have your cake and eat it too. The grades stare at me in the face, reminding me of how poor my performance was. I slept too late, study too little, and have too much fun. Now is when I settle into a mega-mode of anti-social and nerdy me. I'm trying to look at the positive things around me, the fact that it has only been three weeks and not five or six weeks in that I realize how screwed I am. Also, I guess mistakes do make my journey much more interesting and memorable. It reminds me to remember my philosophy that if you try hard and dedicate, anything can and will be accomplished. Plus, there's the pattern to the good and the bad--maybe my era of bad events will end and the good will commence soon. So my goal is to start working hard and hopefully my grades will be pulled up to the desired point: above an A-. NO PRESSURE.