31 March 2012
...currently.loving...
Cover me in blood and capture me running wildly through a cemetary... The darker the lipstick- the closer the Satan! Im dark as fuck right now... And I love it
...daddys.little.girl...
I just turned twenty seven- and the best part of my birthday was my dad showing up at my birthday party at Sayers before jetting off for the usual business trip overseas just to wish me the best birthday in the world... That meant the world to me. I love you daddy Xx your tiny dancer, dreamer, and little girl who lives in her own little fantasy world. Thank you Dad- thank you for never giving up on me, thank you for trying to figure out how to raise a wild little fashion monster as a Harvard stone cold business man.. It may have been 27 years in the making... But I think my old man is finally starting to love me for who I am- and accept me for who I will never me. Because I'm perfect in my imperfections- and when you start to really accept who you are... Embrace who you really are- and get comfortable in your own skin... It's a feeling of relief. The facades fade. The games gone- and like my said to me once as a little girl- "princess, the truth shall set you free..." maybe that's why I have no filter- and at times people take it offensively. But at least you know- I'm being honest. Always. Thank you for teaching me the values, morals and integrity I have today. It's because of you dad. And I would never be who I am today if it wasn't for you- and I'm pretty fucking fabulous. Xx 
29 March 2012
...the.day.of.the.dead...
An incredibly well known artist- loved especially by his community in Eagle Rock has committed suicide about three years ago. Tuesday during my shoot with photographer Mike Lopez, shooting my girl Maya Singer- I walked pass the most heart wrenching and beautiful yet painful memorial dedication to this incredible artist- wh was also a father... That's what was the biggest dagger in my heart from his suicide... The pile of clothes with the long crown that says "I �� you daddy" ... r.i.p Mike Kelly... 
...muse...
they're not only supposed to be the canvas for my work- but they have to be an actor, a chameleon, and an acrobat at times... finding your muse is not an easy task... But you can tell when he or she is- when there's that certain pose- that intensity in the face- and that tension that they're really getting into the mindset that I "bark" that I need them to evoke... When you see the magic captured... That's when art is truly created Xx bella
24 March 2012
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