RICH CARAVANS AND LOYAL SERVANTS

1. Jane Asher

2. ???

3. Pilfered

4. Cobain

5. Warhol and Dylan

Days like these are few and far between, but maybe that's a good thing.

TRIGONOMETRIXXX

pc: 1. ?? 2. Pilfered

100+ posts in and no nasty comments. No Anonymous's telling me to stuff it. Not even any constructive criticism. How do you expect me to live like this?!?! So please be really mean, and even if you don't mean it, I want everyone who reads this to comment  me back something negative. I challenge you.

IT'S X-MAS, BREAK OUT THE WOMBATS

The boys were boys and didn't think things through for tonight, so, surprise, I ended up having a surprisingly nice evening of a bubble bath and cleaning my room (aka procrastinating on, well, THIS and listening to the raaaaadioooooo...), on my own.

Large amounts of caffeine, biggest coffee mug of my life, never going to sleep. Clean clean clean, work work work.

X-mas shopping tomorrow, spending more than I planned... not even half done. Oh well. Get over it.

I AM DOING SO MUCH BETTER WITH RUN-ON SENTENCES. POST NUMBER 100!

This may have started off as a fashion blog, but I can't pull a 360 now - I think I should just go with it and let it feel itself out. Maybe FFS started out as what, a few sporadic posts about Gucci, American Apparel, Breakfast at Tiffany's, and Taylor Momsen, but it morphed into something so much cooler (I think, anyway). Those were my very first four posts, November '08. Come to think of it, I was kind of ahead of the times, wasn't I?
Don't brag, Julia.

I am very happy with this little corner of the interweb, whatever kind of social commentary/ inspiration/ venting/ communication/ fashion... thing it is. You don't need to define it. If it's working for you (for me) then there's no use fighting it. I just won't change it to "FOURTEEN SOCIAL COMMENTARY, INSPIRATION, VENTING, COMMUNICATING, AND FASHION STATEMENTS" just yet. Or ever. Come on.
Have any feedback? Want more of something? Less of my useless ramble? Well, thats not guaranteed at all. Actually it's guaranteed there will be more of that. I mean look at this post.

I guess what I am trying to say if thank you to all the people who have laid eyes on this blog atleast once, because you are proof that my word and my thoughts are reaching someone other than... myself. Not because the people in my life don't apriciate me, it's just that you guys get it so much more - I mean, you all have double lives of your own too.

As for the future of FFS? Reluctant to show my face, I will be finding creative ways to post pictures of my outfit, sans visage, for you lovely ladies and few gentlemen. This is a little far in the future though - by this summer though, I promise. It doesn't make sense, but in my head it really does... it all has to do with space and walls.

THANK YOU FOR READING. WHATEVER TIME OF DAY IT IS WHERE YOU ARE, I HOPE IT IS PLEASANT. KEEP SUPPORTING YOUR LOCAL ARTISTS. EAT GREEN. LOVE THY NEIGHBOUR. QUESTION FAITH, AUTHORITY, AND THE UNKNOWN. DRESS TO IMPRESS. DON'T USE CLICHES.

I AM OF THE WORLD TODAY

Pilfered, november 09

Lula is baaaaaaaad. I am sorry for all you lovers of this magazine, but even though a few of the editorial/ picture stories were fantastically seventies, it tries way to hard. Shit about unicorns and only using redheads as models. (I love gingers, but that's beside the point). There are less obvious ways to be origional. You need me as creative editor, because what little story/interviews you had were VERY superficial and unentertaining. Read the first half, skimmed the second, then moved on to Hunter S. Thompson. Check please.

MOVE LIKE YOU'RE GONNA DIE SOON

pc: pepperandchips

Parites, dancing, drinks, sparkly dresses, long hair, and lots of make up. Nighttime, boys, jewellery, and dance music. Friday nights.

LISTEN TO THE RIVER SING SWEET SONGS TO ROCK MY SOUL

pc: photog - Benjamin Alexander Huseby

I will have to live through movies and pictures and books and music until summer comes around again

"BUT THAT WOULD BE JUST LIKE TRANSAMERICA." I LOVE MY FRIENDS

photog: Kinneidigh Garrett

This represents one of my mood swings very well. Speaking of. There's so little time, so much to do. I'd like to spend one day with you. And if that day is not enough, I think that we should stay in touch. Cause I'm not making plans for tomorrow. For tomorrow never comes. If you recognize this text I will hunt you down and marry you.

P.S. Google counts as cheating

julia

WHAT'S SO SPECIAL ABOUT THIS HOLDEN BOY?

tumblr, pilfered, heartit, heartit, ilovefake

CAN SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN? I've read, thought about, tried to appricitate, and after a while gave up on one of the most important books for youth of all time, The Catcher in the Rye. I was looking forward to an eye opening experience, to be changed by the book that Chapman squatted and read after assassinating our most beloved hero, but nothing happened, no epiphany, nothing. Did I go into it with too many expectations? I was dissapointed. It's about an imaginative, witty private school kid who holes up in New York for a few days. Lost youth? This story really did have so much potential... Salinger worked for what, ten years on this? Shouldn't it have been a little bit more... spectacular? Especially with all the hype it has surrounding it? The name is bigger than the book.

So PLEASE someone stand up for him and tell me why this story is so "amazing" because I think I really missed something.

HOW WILL IT GO TOMORROW NIGHT?

pc: we heart it, wildfox

There are new developpements in my life and they are good because they're bad. Does that make sense? But maybe they won't be bad, so are they still good? I think so. They're good because it will turn out good whether its bad OR good... So however it turns out tomorrow it will be good for aforementioned reasons. Well hello Dr. Seuss.

[Edit]

Tonight was tomorrow night... and it went bad, but not bad in that good way we alluded to. So I guess, because there is no bad bad, that it was good... Just not good enough or bad enough to do again.

..? Just draw your own conclusion.

YOUR WISHES MEAN EVERYTHING HERE; DREAMING IS YOUR ONLY PURPOSE

1. pilfered

2. we heart it

3. senseless acts of beauty

You can always dream and you can always draw and you can always write and read and sleep so does it really matter where you are? Where I am? Shouldn't you be able to be happy then, anywhere? Because everywhere you go you have yourself and your own little world that no one else can touch. Am I crazy or do you know what I'm talking about?

I CAN SURPRISE YOU WITH THE SPEED OF MY WORDS, AND THEIR POWER

pc: Sophia Coppola as seen through the lenses of Maja Kolqvist

and Christophe Bouquet for Paris Vogue

We here at FFS (we as in me and my multiple personalities, not as in the many contributers of this site, because there is a total of one of those) wish for the same sort of photo-collage to be done of us. It shall be done by said photographers, Steven Meisel, and Michael Oats, and will be shot ten years from now when we are established business women and have gotten out of where ever the fuck we are.

WE'RE SMARTER THAN YOU GIVE US CREDIT FOR

pc: WILDFOX

And we know how to party. Happy Halloween.

CAN I PLAY WITH MADNESS?

pc: we heart it

The idea of fall is perfect - nippy weather, Halloween, leaves, neutral colours, and your fathers' thick sweaters. Is the reality the same though? I think its just a hungover summer, leading you until the pure orange skies of winter. Atleast that's what colour they are here.

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DON'T FORGET YOU'RE YOUNG, SAYS BILLY IDOL, SINGS BILLY IDOL, SANG BILLY IDOL

pc: lefashion

Writers block. Except I am no writer.

DON'T WANT TO OVERWHELM YOU, BUT... WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN?

pc: idk and weheartit

I be leavin' for NY day after next.

What are you currently excited for?



:)

AND FOUND OURSELVES INSIDE THE LIGHT

Pc: Pilfered Magazine.

One of my favourite internet mags. If I had a coloured printer, I would print about ten copies of you. But I'm poor. Listening to The Teenagers, you should too.

DIY: MILITIA

pc: ME :)

This is where it all goes down, the wonderful IKEA desk that hasn't been cleaned since... '08.
I used to be a neat freak, but now, what do you know? Transformation. Things happen. I am alot happier now that I have let go (almost completely) of the need to have everything perfect. I know many of you out there are perfectionists, but it just gets very tiring.

THE MOON WAS SHINING ON THE LAKE THAT NIGHT, YOUR SLAYER T-SHIRT FIT THE SCENE JUST RIGHT

Photo Credit: Guess who? You already know. He has his own distinct shooting style, and you are jealous of the fact that he gets paid to go to parties with his tricked out Nikon. You want one of his teeeeeeeeeeeshirts so muuuuuuuuch.

The Cobra Snake. Bam. Der. DUH.

THE QUICK AND EASY WAY TO EFFECTIVE SPEAKING

PC: WeHeartIt

Just your average Pseudo-Friday Night, let's start the party early type thing.

Any crazy party stories you would like to share? Feel free to post as anonymous if needed.

Additions to the FFS Party Mix:

Take it Like a Man - Dragonette

I'm in Miami Bitch - LMFAO

POP THE GLOCK - UFFIE