Sitting in an empty house located in nowhere New Jersey on a Saturday night with no plans can really get you thinking. The suburb ridden town I'm subjected to doesn’t have enough activities, parties, events, etc to keep me occupied; even if it did, with my sinister thoughts about this place, I would still find myself unsatisfied with the under 18 opportunities presented to me. Though I'm only 45 minutes from New York City, my shoe obsession has temporarily stripped me of all my funds therefore keeping New York City at a far distance. So here I am, thinking about what alternate universe I'm going to explore as I try to widen my imagination beyond posting another runway collection with emaciated models.
Tonight I had to allow my mind to wander pass my usual New York City dreaming and pass the abundance of drafted collections to showcase, which have begun to take up a significant amount of my Edit Post section. Tonight on this lonely and somber night, I've decided to pretend I'm soaking up the sun on a West Coast beach-preferably one in Los Angeles-that makes the Jersey Shore look exactly how the cast of Jersey Shore makes it look-trashy and a pathetic excuse for a beach. Having never been to California from the hundreds of editorials and movies placed there, I would say there has to be something worth wild happening in those Hollywood Hills. After the Googling and editorial browsing I want all of you who haven't been to Cali to see what were being deprived of, jealousy is supposed to be a bad trait, but can you blame me?
Sidebar: I was so bored I found my vocabulary notebook from school and decided to have a word of the day from now on..
emaciated; unnaturally thin