it was hard to get up at six thirty, the sun was hardly up and being so comfortable in my bed i thought that i would text niya and see if she responded. instead of getting up immediately i laid there until the very last minute that i could. i jumped up and got ready… she got to my house just little after seven fifteen. we were off to la on this cloudy morning, i was excited to see what this adventure would entail.
maple st is in the garment district and the fashion district, racks and racks of clothes lined the streets and people were everywhere. crazy to think that this started at five in the morning. i was overwhelmed with choices so you had to switch your brain to think in terms of color, pattern and material. it was nice to have plenty of time to shop around and look at the choices. buyers choose the trends…its up to them to pick through the madness and decide what goes in the stores. this was all like a dream to me, actually it reminded of a dream… as usual. we had a not so good burrito outside and then proceeded to shop around finding some really cool maxi dresses and tank tops, i even managed to spot a zip zag top for myself. i feel complplety ridiculous that i would spend full price anymore on clothes, now that i know what the prices could be… at wholesale. this morning may have been the beginning of a lovely team between niya and i. i love the support that she gives me… i think she likes my company. we chose about six items for the store and that was good. it was amazing that we could get away with just that, then we headed back to long beach. it was almost eleven and i had just enough time to help hang some of the clothes, try on an amazing purple shirt that i wore for the day and grab a dirty chai coffee before heading to the loft.
it was a slower saturday, which i was thankful that i could live on the shopping high. so many possiblites! were running through my head about how i wanted to transform my life into one that i can relax and have more time to just "be" and deal with fashion and actually making clothes. now that i have put my mind to this… i can make it happen. it is just this vortex of time and money that keeps sucking me away from what i want to be doing. i spent some time writing about the day before… and i didn't even finish. the day before kinda bored me and that is why i can't seem to get the writing done.
the day turned out to be beautiful and i spent some time siting on the porch with london and jordan… then my two o'clock color stood me up which upset me and i decided to just continue to eat to pass the time. i did manage to get a walk-in male haircut… he came in with his girlfriend. they were both kinda drunk but really nice, just wasn't really into the haircut. it turned out nice and he complimented my webiste and the weirdness of the photos. seeing this older couple reminded me that one day… i will indeed get old, but i will be wise.
the rest of the day passed by kinda slow… i looked at pictures of boys with dreads with london for hours… then breezed through alex's tumblr account and remembered what my life used to be… too bad i managed to only be in one photo, which is brilliant for how much i was actually there. i liked photos of harry, performing almost two years ago… that was the good stuff.
shannon gave me a ride home, the weather had turned cold and cloudy quick and i no longer felt like walking or catching the bus. we chatted a minute and now that she lives so close… maybe i could actually spend some times with her, which i believe would really benefit her life.
i was glad to come home to some quiet but i needed to get high or something… ali wasn't responding to my texts so i spent the evening chatting with daniel and after taking shots of tequila with andrew and oliver… we got high on the front porch and talked about life … and really important things until ian come home, around evelven. he caught us watching the tiny desk concerts again on the big screen… its our secret addiction. it was nice that daniel said things like i belonged here and had my hands in a million non profit jobs right now… they chose me as a roommate because they liked me.
i thought that i was going to sleep and i got a text from allen, he wanted to talk.
it was good to hear his voice on the phone, as we don't really phone chat much.. but it was perfect to catch up with what is happening and to hear someone so familiar that was excited that i was here doing what i need to be doing. he did almost the same thing as me when he was in his twenties… and sometimes the hardest things you accomplish are what is worth….. everything. he said that lindsey and him talked about me for minute and how the "unicorns" missed having me around. it really is a magical land back home, one so small and absurd that i will no doubt go down in history there… i am from there, i belong there… but the fact that i mysteriously disappeared to do these life changing things all the way on the other side of the world… says a lot about how strong and independent i am. i guess i was trying to prove that point all along.
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