garakami

FOOD=BEAUTY.

2011-03-22T21:09:00.000-07:00

"This is going to sound real corny and maybe a bit dick-ish…I’ve been coming across a lot of “skinny” blogs. These blogs range from people with goals to be skinny.. to blog’s that inspire people to be skinny by telling them how ugly they are and how sick it makes people..This is the type of bullshit that people are worried about? Be grateful for the flaws you have as a person and an individual. This reminds you that there is always room to grow and develop and advance as a person. Life would be boring and uneventful for those who are perfect..Beauty is an experience, nothing else. It is not a fixed pattern or an arrangement of features. It is something felt, a glow or a communicated sense of fineness. What ails us is that our sense of beauty is so bruised and blunted, we miss all the best..90% of the people that obsess over being “skinny” will never see or meet the goal they plan to because its all their head…and if they do, i bet the debt of things lost will be one that can never be paid off..Anyone can be beautiful, who gives a fuck if everyone sees it..Worry about the people that do and the ones that appreciate it." - EINKARF

to be, or not to be

2011-03-13T16:06:00.000-07:00

I've hated school, & officially hated every stage of school I've gone through (twice to be exact, considering I don't have a recollection of my emotional state of mind during kindergarten), with a fire & rage unbeknownst to man. I hate man with above furor as well. But I officially, OFFICIALLY, HATE SCHOOL. Furthermore, I have never sliced, diced, dissected, and twisted a piece of work around so much in my life that I could recite soliloquies upon demand, and I utterly dislike that I like some of the fucked up shit I read from 13th, 14th, 15th, and 16th century literature. I spent the better portion of my month mooning over Hamlet, Kenneth Brannagh, Hawke, and Gibson. Fuck Almereyda. Aren't I a contradiction within a contradiction? A play within itself, yes. You may now call me "Hamlet." Where is my Ophelia? Slap me and tickle my fancy if you have no idea what I'm blabbering about, because I am an English major with no sense of direction :)

By the way, my rack looks huge. It's not that big in real life. I swear, sometimes photos make me out to look better than I really am. Long live false self-expression! Girls with glasses can be sexy too. Eat your heart out.

give 'em FACE honey, xD

2011-01-23T18:18:00.000-08:00

She just couldn't handle the poking and the prodding, got a stick and told them all to "FUCK OFF!" Went back to her humble abode and poured herself some tea.

The rats scurried and the birds cried for mercy. Her big doll eyes and unnatural pout turned ghoulish. "I'll show them all," she murmured.
Sticking her face into the silver gilted mirror so readily available her at her left hand, she daintily applied more blush and cleaned up the edges of her mouth.
The lights dimmed and for the first time she recognized that she was truly one of a kind, and all alone and made of stone.

She blinked, hello, and pitied all those who pitied her.
-Kenita

white snow

2011-01-02T23:12:00.000-08:00

I came out of my hidey-hole after however many days of 6 inch snow & braved the weather to take these shots :( I feel so uninspired lately. Other than that, I really like how some of these came out, it kind of reminds me of an urban magazine ad... if you're going for that sloppy, street look mixed with some edginess? Haha, I never proclaimed myself to be a fashion nerd. But I did style this myself, with Ashlee's help (the model) & look- I can do other people's makeup besides my own! (SCORE :D)

It's the new year and I'm hoping for some new things to happen in my rather boring life! I hope everyone brought in the new year safe, even though I wasn't quite feeling the whole Christmas & new years vibe. But to those who stick around for my lame posts, thanks so much! I always love coming back to the blogosphere.

Sincerely yours,
Kenita

hey, dark skinned...

2010-12-23T23:02:00.000-08:00

       All photos copywritten and reserved by Kenita and Karina (:P). That means: no stealing!
                             go here for more: http://www.flickr.com/photos/karinavoitioulevich/

Came up with a strategic, insane & bloody stupid idea to paint myself in black oil paint and listen to Karina when she decided to finger paint my face in mustard and ketchupy colors (yellow & red paint). I spent, oh I don't know, about two days in the shower taking it all off. The ends justified the means though because I really like how the pics came out :)

Yay to collaborative efforts and chafing body scrubbings that left me raw-skinned after the shoot! Shall I learn from my pain!? (I'm not a masochist, I keep telling you guys this!) Probably not! This shit looks too cool to not try again.

short and sassy.

2010-11-27T11:36:00.000-08:00

My house is my studio. My best friend and I decided to grab a crapload of clothes and start picking accessories from our closets to throw together. We only had time to do two full outfit changes, go figure, but here's the first set of photos. There's another set, but that's for another day.

bipolar tendencies.

2010-11-03T15:20:00.000-07:00

People tend to say that I can act a bit bipolar, but this is the closest I've come to documenting it on my own. Meet the depressing Kenita, up above, and then say hi to the sickeningly aegyo Kenita, down below.

filming alice.

2010-10-25T17:15:00.000-07:00

The night after.. from gara-ni on Vimeo.

Took a video of Alice and decided to add random music to it. This is the product :)

just like annie.

2010-10-08T11:43:00.000-07:00

I'm going to be mad all winter. Can someone tell me what is with the all-boots craze??? Since when can't people wait to put on their thigh-highs and snow boots for fall? Or is it just me? Which reminds me that I've worn the shit out of my Docs and it is in need of some good old fashioned studding.
Here's a new drawing for you guys. It's kind of fitting for my mood right now. It looks unfinished.. Oh well, the scanning was sloppy, but the shading was a bitch. And there is a lot of shading & texture to this picture.. stupid scanner.

P.S., does anyone notice anything different about my hair? :D PPS. (...... I make fun of myself, but please if you dare to look at my crotch and see that white stuff, it is not what you think it is! It is the pockets of my short shorts.. Honest) -___-'' I might just remove it later, damnit.

i wish you were a floral garden

2010-09-08T21:29:00.000-07:00

We're just gonna act like I've been here all along, updating. But, I'm here to vent, once again. Still, I'm also the bringer of good news, there's always the bad news too, depending on how you want to look at it, or think of it. Let's get out the good news first! (News is news, doesn't matter which order it's in!) I've got my surgical internship with oncologist Dr. Bert M. Petersen at St. Barnabas hospital! I'm so excited. I just have to do a crapload of paperwork and then I can start. Can you believe it?! Yeah, I know, I can't either!

Moving on, I've started the procedure for braces. Technically that's not such a good thing. Everything from the teeth pulling to the ring fitting has had me on edge over the past couple weeks and I just want to chuck a knife through someone's head any time they mention teeth and the word braces. I don't like being unable to eat what I want, when I want, and how I want. Needless to say, I've been popping pills like a junkie :D It's the best part of the day when I can tell the professor I've slept in his class because I overdosed on prescription pills ... just a tiny bit. I'm not suicidal, though you might think so.

What other good news is there? I've started college at Hunter this fall, but this should be categorized as BAD things that have happened to me recently. A question that I ask myself every day- it's become as much of a ritual as saying the word "dipshit," is: "Why is the American poverty level so low & how is it fair that the people who need the money & recieve no assistance, who have houses with mortgages to pay for, are the ones responsible for paying full tuition?!" (and other unholy things). I want to be president... Who lives off of $20,000 a year!? No one, that's who!

Some other things you might not care about: I've lost the anklet posted in the very last picture (which had sentimental value, mind you). My BABY! (referring to my darling camera) is in the hospital undergoing surgery, hence the lack of posting. I've lost two tubes of Blistex- does anyone know how expensive that tiny ass jar of gloss costs?! I've misplaced my BABY's USB cord, so I must buy a new one. School has made my young adult boobs sag from undue stress.

it runs in the family :)

2010-08-11T21:20:00.000-07:00

I'M NOT GONNA APOLOGIZE! (oh my god guys, i'm so sorry!) BUT I'M BACK NOW. For good, I think. And hopefully blogging again on the regular, or as regular as I can make it. Back to this post, the girl up top is my 2nd bestest cousin Norzel :) I haven't spent so much time with her until recently cause she's going away for college, so we're all trying to make the best of i while she's here :( But, I took some shots of her yesterday, and that's what I have to show for it. I'm such a durlick. My photoshop is down, so again, these are raw unedited shots, and I'm on Norzel's computer so I couldn't tag them and put my name all over it.

And remember what little 'ole Dora says: SWIPERS, NO GODDAMNED SWIPING!

Anyway, you want to know what's new with me, eh? I got two holes underneath my left foot, and another one under my right. How'd I get such a thing? By walking around in jelly flip flops. They started off as water blisters and then they popped. Word to the wise, because I wouldn't want anyone to go through the agonizing and dreadful pain that I'm in: do not, under any circumstance, and I repeat, DO NOT! wear jelly or plastic shoes in the sweltering heat while walking for a long period of time. Now, here's a less appetizing photo! Cause I just couldn't resist :) And don't mind my haggard look, I just finished choreographing a dance. Yes, my feet are bleeding with self-inflicted pain, but I'm not a sadist. Honest.

on the double

2010-07-27T09:41:00.000-07:00

I've been meaning to share this video for a while now. Just, never got a round to it I suppose (crickets..). Anyway, I've done it now, so ha-ha. Just thought people would find it interesting. After I replayed it numerous times I realized that it can be interpreted different ways. Some *cough* unnamed folks *cough* have said it's creepy, and others like it. I, personally, think it's amazing! I spent way too much time editing it and working with Karina to create it, and let me tell you, she's such a menace. But, I hope you enjoy! :D And leave any constructive criticism, if there is any!

summertime

2010-07-12T10:16:00.000-07:00

Green Tea ice cream and seafood paya thai. I live on it. It is 1:07 and at 1:30 I have class. I have gained 4 pounds in three weeks. My hair is braided, and I look like Arthur, the cartoon mouse. I'm going blind, even though I'm already blind. I've cut myself twice by accident due to exhaustion, one of the times being when I missed landing on the bed and cracked my foot on the dresser. I am in denial. I am also overly excited because I haven't had a cold yet :) Except people always say I look like a pirate because I am permanently scowling. Except in my brain, I look just like this! TIRED AS FUCK, because I now understand the meaning of "time flies right past." Now, what did you say? Huh? I thought so...

In general, I am blinded by lust. I love Cami and Nadia of Di$count. There are some instances where designers claim an attempt at trying to be original, but honestly this girl duo (I still stick by the claim that nothing is original) makes me feel like I've never seen such shit in my life, therefore it makes things original! Am I making any sense? Yes? No? Soooooo, I guess I'll be dreaming about this ring while I'm sniffing Chemistry up my nose and beating Biology into my ears. *sniff*

I would trade a kidney for this ring..... or several rings, as it goes. I promise I will get my shit together. Just... bear with me. Whoops! It's time for fucking Writing and Communications. Let us bow our heads in prayer. But on to other things...

My shots from the 4th of July (raw photos)- meaning no edits. Just straight shots directly off the camera with a retarded ass setting, because my camera decided to act the fool. I advise you click on the pic to enlarge it.

this, is my son

2010-06-27T09:26:00.000-07:00

Okay, soooo Yale has been a buzz of activity and stress. This Sunday marks the start of another week. Six more weeks to go! Like a dummy, I didn't pack my computer, so I'm restricted to library hours and most of my time is spent studying for Bio and Chem. It's tough stuff being out here. New Haven is a really small and rather quiet community. As a matter of fact, the Yale campus is the community. I made a couple friends, but it's still early to really tell who's who- if you know what I mean. SO, I'M SO SORRY THAT I'VE DIED AND NOT DONE ANYTHING FOR UPDATES. Please bear with me until I get my computer back from home. Or I have enough time to actually pull my camera from hiding and do something other than stare at it in blank horror and denial.

Otherwise, say hello to my godson Kyris :D We call him FatMAN! Does anyone have a chunk of love they can't get over? Pet or otherwise? His mom is my best friend of forever-ago, and while I love Fatman, I'm glad he's not mine. I'm too young for that responsibility. But, does anyone wonder about girls who have their kids too young?

Love you all!

my scrapbook and some scraps

2010-06-12T13:42:00.000-07:00

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I promised those of you who wanted to see some of my left-handed skills, a couple of photos. And I delievered, rather crappily. Like I said in the previous post, I'm still getting my suitcases and stuff ready to leave for Yale. Anyway, I was looking around the disgusting tornado that is called my room, more like a barnyard, and felt the urge to pick up my pencil amidst the chaos I call clothes.. and shoes ... and pointy objects in my bed that stabbed me in the ass and scarred me, and I drew this. Well, not all of this, just the last Nameless and Faceless bit. This 4 minute shading was just me playing around with the idea, which is why it looks like that.

I should tell an abrupt story. "Nameless and Faceless" came about during an art stint that I wasn't really thinking about, but just created in a couple minutes with some paints that were old. I got offered dough right after I finished it, and I didn't think it was all that great. I still don't think it's all that great. Toting the big ass painting home I got stopped and asked questions, which made me want to keep my shit even more. That morbid black, red, and white painting is what "N&M" should look like. It's a prototype I suppose, that still needs work if I'm going to make anything of it. My mom, bless her heart, actually likes it. Would you believe it? So, hopefully, this bit explains my last post's crazy bit.

PS. My room is my scrapbook. I did a watercolor black tree mural on the wall a couple years ago. Part of the tree and some of the bird's are in one of the photos. It's still a WIP- it was just some dicking around, but it's starting to fade.. Maybe I'll do a room post later :)

Dj Tiesto ft. Tegan & Sara- Feel it in my Bones

how i envision myself.

2010-06-04T05:02:00.000-07:00

*This is my conversational face* I've been a very, very bad blogger lately :( I've been lazy, stumped, whipped, and torn down by life. Okay, well no one ever said I wasn't the most exaggerating girl there was when I was growing up, but truth is I'm really tired. I'm actually packing my case for a summer long trip to Yale University where I'll be, once again, shadowing a couple doctors and getting paid to learn! Oh yeah!

But, let me not scare anyone away here. *Get back to work!* Well, back to this post as it stands. My boring, unhectic life (haha *unhectic, I make up my own words guys) is not the point of this.

See the face? Okay, well that's my "what the fuck are you talking about face?" Don't judge. It probably looks better when I have one of those moments, instead of me getting pissed at my camera. But I'm sure you see the more than creeped out faces in this post. I kinda went a little nuts at the 'shop? *twiddles fingers* Let me explain. I have this character who's Nameless and Faceless- eventually when I do an art post or something, you'll see what I'm saying, and I have no idea what I was thinking when I created her, except she has no face. Well, she has a lot of nothing really :D Anywhooo, I guess I channeled that.

I sometimes hate getting technical about a specific piece of work, when it's not mine of course, or even when my friends swear by the heavens I was thinking something specifically when I created it. Why do we all think Shakespeare, in every single piece of literature he wrote, was such an original smart ass? Don't get me wrong, I love his work, especially his sonnets, but not everything has to be dissected! Maybe he was smoking when he wrote his stuff. The guy probably wasn't even thinking "Haha, in 200 years I'm going to have people from all over flocking to understand what the hell I'm trying to say!" *insert crazy dance here* I'm convinced he was way ahead of his time though. He was one of the most out there but in the closet, men. Read Sonnet 20 if you don't believe me. He gets kudos for that one! Totally off topic, but on the same topic, I think that's how religion was created. Not meaning to spite anyone though. *whispers* Not my intention at'all ...

But have you ever done something where you just feel like you didn't know why you did it, or how it happened for that matter? (I have a lot of those kinds of stories. In fact my mom, for a couple of years was wondering where she went wrong with me) But I think it's just one of those things. Like this picture of my hands.

Or this picture of my rings and my favorite pair of shoes!

inspiration & motivation

2010-05-27T14:31:00.000-07:00

"I am too focused on living my life as it is, to constantly draw my energy or focus towards my physical "state". Just like any other human being, I don't like to be reduced to a condition or a statistic & I sure as hell won't end up on one of the photos to be paraded on websites to inspire pity & shit... wrong guy[...] It isn't easier to achieve the same things as you. I do not have to master any less fear or stress, balance any less emotion, & I do not have less questions to which I seek answers. I do require; health, wealth & love to be happy, just like you. ...& just like you, I have to learn to find it within, knowing that I was created complete & exactly how I should be. It is not easier to find a person with who you dream of sharing your life's experiences, thoughts & visions with. Having love escaping me for so long... & so, not easier (after you have) when you lose it for no apparent reason & have to respect it & move on."

His name is Leon Botha and he was born with Progeria. I won't go into details about what Progeria is because he works twice as hard as anyone to not let that hinder his work or his skill. Therefore, I won't mention it. He is an inspiration for me and a motivational factor. He's only 24 and is wise beyond his years. Listen to him speak and maybe you'll understand why I like him so much.

All credit goes to Leon's flickr account.

i'm going to need you to do as i say

2010-05-23T10:22:00.000-07:00

When I tell you to listen to this song:

J*Davey- Get Together, when reading the rest of this post.

I think it's about time you got a proper shot of my face this time around. Sooo, booga-wooga, here goes!

Better that that? Okay, let's try this again.

I hate this photo, but can you tell I have a serious thing for my D.I.Y pants? As in, creating them myself and all that junk and having my house permeate in the noxious smell of Clorox 'til I get so sick from coughing that I'm hacking up food like a cat whizzing out a hairball- true story. But that only happened once when I got too carried away with the special effects I was creating on a pair of black jeans, which turned burnt orange and black. So good. Thank god for grandmothers with sharp fingers. Last but not least (I feel like a cam-hog) but I really don't like the previous photo.. *Might remove it later*

That's a little bit better. I wish you could see my earrings! Absolute lust. LEOPARD. (Sorry for the shitload of flicks).

Onto other things. I learned some interesting facts about the U.S. and their food habits during my last Nutrition class. Did anyone notice just how high the rate for death from obesity has risen in the past 30 (THIRTY! cause I'm stressing it like a mother) years? Okay, well, it's gone up by 35% and it's CLEARLY rising. That's one point something percent for every year.

I felt ~~really~~ kinda sloppy eating some fries in class when my professor steadily turned his laser-point vision on my crouched over should-not-be-eating-during-class-time gobbling form, to mention that McDonald's and the places we like to eat from, the fast-food joints in particular, are considerably helping us gain weight, like that isn't obvious. Not to mention, said fries were from said food joint. My professor's an asshat for that one. Well, another thing that I'd like to point out is how much technology is playing a big role and how little education on proper eating habits are putting people at risk for stroke, diabetes, liver disease and a whole host of other things that inevitably lead up to DEATH. Not cool. But at least something is trying to get done, the government wants to put a hand in gradually changing the amount of salt in our food and actually making it: lower in sodium.

Just a quicky: has anyone ever read and examined sodium on the ~~UAPC~~, sorry, packaging labels on food? Did you know that the "low sodium" content foods tend to have just as much, if not more, sodium as the regular foods? (Or light mayo, my specialty is Hellmans, has more of the things we're not supposed to eat in it?) And that no matter how little salt you try to involve in your diet, your daily amount of sodium will linger past the 2,000 mark at the very least? Now, think over the week, how much sodium you'll actually consume, when the National Research Council of the National Academy of Sciences recommends the highest amount of sodium to be 3,300 mg for a day, and just one meal at a fast food joint is at least 3,800. And if you're like me, on occasion, that's not all you'll be eating for the day.

And, this doesn't go for other continents besides North America, but the West has a serious issue with sugar. I mean, MAJOR, problem. Bloomberg is thinking of passing a tax to promote people from not buying sugary drinks, beverages and things of the like. Read it here.

I'm not trying to say these fast-food joints and other things, have got to go, because they're real life preservers when I'm out at sea during the day, but just know that keeping a healthy balance of food in your life is what makes the risk for such problems so much lower. I'm noticing a lot of people talking about how much their weight is bothering them and how the Beyonce diet (here) is going to help them. Well, IT'S MURDER TO THE HIGHEST DEGREE, just saying. It's unhealthy, point blank period.

If you're wondering what inspired this post, it's the fact that I'm bloated beyond belief every 21 days, for 4 days, and I felt like shit. Sorry guys, but you're not girls, and you will never have to understand. My rings can't fit on my finger kind of bloated and my jeans in this post were about to pop. But, don't take this post the wrong way. When you can eat food in moderation, and exercise you'll be fine! Just, look out for the supersize me combos and the 24 ounce jugs of Arizona ( I need to take my own advice, Arizona's Iced tea is addictive) because most of these things are actually several servings each. And not just one. Think 2-4 servings.

Be careful about what you pop into your mouth, be cautious with the labels, READ BEFORE YOU EAT. So, tell me now, what are some of your guilty pleasures, and do you think the government's lowering of sodium is good or bad? And the taxing on sugar, what's your opinion?

PS. This is for the Americans! I don't think Europe, or anywhere else for that matter, has the nasty shit KFC advertises in the U.S, but did anyone see the new KFC monstrosity: doubledown? What the fuck! is that shit?! No, don't answer that. The picture speaks for itself.

joga.

2010-05-19T20:43:00.000-07:00

(Edit: removed one photo :/)

You know, I've honestly thought about a lot of shit while deciding to create this blog. My main reason was to post photos I take on a daily basis and to just follow people I find amazing. I've been on the blogosphere since I was 15 but like all children who have strict parents, I was not allowed to post photos or do anything that would reveal the face who sat behind the computer. I followed most blogs on livejournal, read a shitload of yaoi and manga (still do), and developed a disgustingly sick passion for J-Rock and the vampire movement, but we'll talk about that later. As I got older I widened my horizons. I continued drawing, painting and photographing and that is how I ended up at places like chictopia and then Delance and then on to the smaller bloggers and amazing artists like Audrey. I am not ashamed to say it! I stalked most of these people for years.
I'm in the medical field, learning to be a physician's assistant, but I don't want that to consume all of me, and I figured I needed something that would give me a creative outlet. Now that I'm here I realized that I don't want to post about things that have no meaning, but like the pysch major I hope to be, I want to delve into people's minds, their conscious and their unconscious. Something like Sister Wolf. When I say I adore SW, I mean that I adore her. She writes about the most interesting topics and makes you wonder about things you thought you would never truly think about. She's witty and hilarious but she can be serious. I wish I was witty and hilarious- let me snap out of that.

Anyway, I bet a lot of people know about Jane from Sea of Shoes. I'm going to plainly state that I don't hate Jane, nor do I dislike the fact that she can blow money out her ass and create a geyser. I think that's great, cause I can blow glitter out my nose and breathe fire (I'm not joking), but I can't help but think that Jane is the kind of person that we admire and I wonder what in the fuck for when her blog is based solely off of her hobby. And if you ask me what, I'll tell you what! It's her goddamn name, SHOES! Do we admire her because she can afford shoes that cost more than our whole wardrobe and then some, or because she goes places we can only dream of? Or is it because we think it's fucking jolly to spend money like a nitwit when they're lots of folks who are starving? She lives right in Texas, close enough to Memphis and Mississippi, that she could lend a heaping money-filled helping hand. Just sweetly ask daddy, cause that's her modus operandi. Is this kind the kind of discipline we admire? But, we all covet and want things we can't have, we look but don't touch. But I ask, do you think it's okay?

PS. I'm over the frigging moon I tell you! I'm thanking each and every one of you personally for taking the time out to visit me. I have no steam to my train yet, but I'm so happy people enjoy my photographs all of which are shot by me, unless stated otherwise. And guess what? I finished my paper a couple hours before it was due. 10 pages of goddamned hell ! Next week is my last batch of finals then I'm home free. Take THAT, University ! Oh and, the pictures are of my best friend Karina. We shot the photos in her Elevator. Her makeup, styling and clothes were done by me. It's pretty obvious what we did all day, lol. Yay Guitar Hero!

ghosts.

2010-05-18T01:51:00.000-07:00

MUSIC: Ghost Under Rocks- Ra Ra Riot

Had my psychology final today and did well. I wept for the demise of my trusty tripod. Honestly, if it's not one thing then it's the next. Witnessed and fell prey to my grandmother's vomit all over the bathroom, and stared at my wall for over an hour. Then I drew on my jeans- doesn't it look like some kind of glob thing? Look at its two arms and awkward wobbly body! Anyway, I played with my bathroom's ghosts and retired for the night. Almost. THERE.

Well, not really. I still have a 10 page final that's due tommorrow. God save the Queen.

Have a lovely day my loves.

d'object.

2010-05-16T15:29:00.000-07:00

I took a couple shots of some of my jewelry & shiny baubles that I constantly wear. (Click on the pics to enlarge).

The day started off cold, then got warmer & warmer. Then around 7:30 the sun began to set in soft hues and it started to smell muggy. After I ate and started to drift off, the thunder rolled but no rain came. All of a sudden the sky started to look like those last two pictures and I went back to my room to write & paint. I couldn't resist the shots of the sky. It was way too purple and pink & I risked my camera after a couple of fat drops.

king me. red. check mate.

2010-05-13T18:13:00.000-07:00

Considering that my camera is down for a a little bit, I have to buy some rechargeable batteries :( I've just put up (2) photos of an outfit I wore a while ago. Honestly didn't mean for this to be a clothes post, but you win some, you lose some. Otherwise, today was pretty uneventful, stayed home and did the usual: sleep, eat & sleep some more. Finals week is so draining. Hope everyone is doing well.

But on another note, here's a video I created recently. It's a couple of things in my room, including my paintings and my workboard.

1st Post- 2010.

2010-05-11T21:03:00.000-07:00

So, today marks my first post. Eh, this is so weird. Me llamo Kenita y yo tengo diecisiete anos. I am an amateur photographer and artist aspiring to become a PA. I love to follow blogs and read on the latest fashion, but I also enjoy the art ones as well. Everyone has such interesting views and when you take the time out to look at them they can surprise you.

We shall see where this goes.

<3 Kenita