Tu vida en 65'

Quiero ver esta pelíiii ya!!!

Hoy miraré al sol hasta quedarme ciego...

Y yo contesto:
y en medio de la agonía al quemarse mis pupilas pensaré en tu rostro que no volveré a ver y me preguntaré, ¿no es esto lo que ansiaba? ¿no es esto lo que buscaba? Lo que parecía la solución en no volverte a ver... Sin embargo ahora encuentro lo que nunca esperé.. tu rostro está grabado en mi mente como el último recuerdo; la mezcla en tus ojos y el sol, tu piel y la luz...sé que nunca te veré envejecer y vivirás por siempre en mí como vives hoy..

Fred Darling...

Camina por las banquetas del centro sin dirección aparente, de derecha a izquierda, luz roja, amarilla, verde. Los coches pasan sin detenerse, el mundo gira, el sol se mueve mientras ella observa su reflejo en un cristal y se da cuenta; el día de hoy, este momento, ella se ha convertido en la versión tapatía de la versión cinematográfica del personaje ficticio de aquella novela. Mirando al escaparate de libros, un jugo en lugar de un café y un paste de piña y jamón dentro de la bolsa de papel ocupando el espacio de la media luna. Los lentes grandes y oscuros. Leggins, mini , tweed y converse remplazan al vestido y zapatillas negras. Perlas y pelo recogido; guantes rosas tejidos en lugar de elegantes satines. Los diamantes se cambian por libros y el fondo de la 5ta avenida se convierte en López Cotilla. ¿Quién iba a pensarlo?
Holly Golight vino de visita.

Seriously...how hard can it be?

20x200 Benefit Edition: think-make-think by Clifton Burt
Originally uploaded by Jen Bekman

Lugares no lugares

Después de mucho tiempo en estos lugares he encontrado otros lugares, además de las casas de mis amigos, que son maravilloso y donde paso mis clases y mi tiempo de ocio.
Considerando uqe hace tiempo no pongo nada aquí y que hace más, no hago listas, haré una.
Esta es la lista de mis luagres no lugares favoritos fuera del jardín. Sin orden aparente:

1- Mexican Flamboyant Fiestas cool en GDL
2-Cassette Art arte
3-Print and Pattern diseño
4-The sartoria list moda
5- Garance Doré moda e ilustración, soy su fan!
6-Design is mine cosas bonitas
7-Youre the one moda
8- Bread and honey comida
9-Vegan Yumyum comida! las mejores fotos de comida en la vida!
10- El costurero de Stella

Sorprendentemente sólo son 10.. bueno, son los más comunes por lo menos jeje.

-I finally found a way! - She said, the tingly tone in her voice showing the same unexplainable joy in her eyes – I can’t believe it, really, it’s like a whole new universe just opened in front of me. I never thought this could be possible-
She looked happy, her hands in the air and feet tapping the floor. Still, everyone around her, her closest friends, the people who’d been with her for the strangest crisis, they looked at her as if she was crazy. How could they not understand?
-Swetie, what are you talking about? Its nice you’re happy obviously but…I just don’t get it- said J while M nodded her head. B just looked at her with a frown in between her eyes. She was scared.
-Well, you know how sad I was, the whole not letting go and forgetting and ruining everything and how hard it was for me and all that…I felt as if I couldn’t breathe... as if there was something inside my lungs blocking the way and making purple and black. I had to find a way. I had to do something but I had tried everything and nothing seamed to work and I got to tiered! No body knew how to solve it- her eyes were now filled with water, her lids opened by will so the tears wouldn’t fall. This was a happy day! No crying today. – And I had done everything, tried everything…- her voice was everything lower, her snappy tone gone and now lost in the memories of things that were now broken, the sobs interrupting her words- I walked away, I froze where I was, I dated, I wanted to fall in love! – She screamed.
M looked at her, steady, no hesitation in her – so what are you going to do? - The room was quiet, there was no air and the breathing of the four people in it was almost at a stop. Who could breathe in a situation like this?
V stood up from the couch leaving wet spots in the pillow she had been holding, her sleeves turning into tissues rubbing against her soggy nose. She walked across the living room, around the center table and straight towards the window. She looked outside trough the balcony closing her eyes while facing the sunlight. Her voice was strong and determined- I’m gonna kill it-
-What?!- B who had said nothing exploded – Kill it? What do you mean by kill it? Are you crazy? – Her voice was angry, mad, irreverent.
-Don’t d…-J interrupted her but B’s voice was already driven and couldn’t be stopped – No! how can you let her speak like this?! This is nonsense! Did you finally loose it? Is that it?-
V was still looking out, motionless to her friend’s outburst – I get that you’re confused but you don’t have to be like that. This is fine; it’ll be ok – she moved away from the window. Her face had changed, she was happy again; the sun was in her eyes again. She walked almost skipping back to the couch and took a pamphlet from the table – it’s a new procedure – she said convinced of her words – I would have done it already but its complicated and I didn’t want to just go and disappear for a week and not tell you guys…I’m going in tomorrow. I already spoke with the doctor and he’s assured me that there is nothing complicated about it. It’s just like a heart surgery-
It was M’s time to speak, calmed and easy -A heart surgery? What does that mean, they’ll open your heart and do what? -
-They’ll take it out. It’s kinda obvious really. All this time and all the poets and movies and books and everything that calls the heart a heart, it was only a matter of time before they figured it out.
-So they’ll take it out? Sorry I just don’t get it… you’re supposed to live with out a heart? – her voice was holding a sense of fear heavier in each word.
-Of course not silly! That would be stupid. They’ll break it open, well cut it open and take away what’s rotten. Apparently it shows; there is some sort of black cloud over it you know? Like a shadow or something. They’ll cut it out and sew it back together. I guess it’s very simple too-
J looked around, he wanted to cry, to scream, to take everything and break it. He wanted to stop her but knew that if her mind was made up he wouldn’t be able to change it. –And you’re sure of it? Wont you regret it? –
-No. Anything is better than this. This is the only thing I can do, the last resource- it was then that she saw them; they looked tiered and worried and confused. They cared- Guys don’t worry, it so simple and nothing will happen and, you can go and visit me at the hospital. It’ll be fine!-
It was then that he asked the only thing he could think of – So… what happens if they find too much grey? -.

*But really, go look at thi pic, I couldnt get it out of deviant but it would have been great to post too. On the mend
Broken heart
Originally uploaded by bored-now