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  • Archive for July, 2007

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    A journey to the land of vodka, kielbasa, and awkward photo experiences

    Tuesday, July 31st, 2007

    Preamble: apologies for the delay after my inital return post.  Just as I had finished typing, the good old modem crapped out.  Completely.  After too many hours with asinine tech support it turns out that “old” is the operative word for my modem, it being one of the oldest (read without pr mumbo jumbo - […]

    Home sweet home!!!

    Sunday, July 29th, 2007

    Hip hip hurrah - I’m home at last.  And what a relief that is.  Sleeping in your own bed really is such a delight.  Unfortunately, am madly sick, and have had my legs spasm all throughout the night.  Charlie horse, is it? Many photos and stories to come about my trip - just have to […]

    Why you shouldn’t phone-in your accessory reports.

    Friday, July 27th, 2007

    I don’t know what’s more disheartening: the fact that Ms. Candy Pratts Price saw fit to use this as the title image for the Balenciaga portion of her accessories report, or the fact that Balenciaga (!!!) actually created this mess of a monster.
    Is construction-worker-chic really a trend style.com wants to push?  If so, they should […]

    A love affair can’t last forever.

    Tuesday, July 24th, 2007

    At last, an inconvenient sale at Revolve.  The first crack in our relationship, and it’s a big one at that.  With me halfway around the world, there’s no way I could take advantage of this sale and still afford all my plane tickets.  I can only hope that they will have at least some of […]

    My idle mind is the devil’s play-thing.

    Wednesday, July 18th, 2007

    I swear it, if I’m not doing something with my brain (however inconsequential it may be) this gray cloud of neurosis sets over my head and I start wondering things like why exactly I’m not doing anything, why does everyone around me look like they’re being so productive, where is my future heading, did I […]

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