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this is everyone flocking to go see cristo's new installation and me not caring. or rather, going to see it saturday, but apathetically.
i am heading into new york this weekend to attend the symposium at FIT on fashion, glamour, and hollywood, and i'm already excited. although, it helps that means three day alone trip, and hopefully meeting up with westcoast lucas. i just hope it doesn't snow, i have too much walking and exploring to do.
this trip balances out the fact that the inquirer told weeks ago jay won. lame. but atleast his collection was good (if you forget the fur boots, shapeless skirts, and the lack of kara's amazing tailoring and shapes) and its to balance how much i can't deal with school right now. a two and a half day school week doesn't sound as bad as it still is, but i just can't make myself care about italian anymore. its all a waste, and in the time i could have been sitting in class complaining and doing nothing- i made myself a great orange/fuschia lace halter dress.
i am so done with all this