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I WISHED I WAS HAPPY LIKE I USED TO BE EVEN IF IT WAS A LIE.

ENCLAVES RULE

Ever since I first found out about Rigoberto's, I couldn't stop going, thinking, and referring this place to everyone. It's about

the best Mexican food I've had–and I just came back from Mexico last month. Rigoberto's isn't even a food truck, it's a trailer

pulled by a Dodge Ram pick up. For such a small trailer, they serve so many exotic varieties: sesos (brains), buche (pork

stomach), tripa (tripe), etc. Buche is the only thing I eat, it's charred on the edge yet moist and slightly slimy, in the middle.

The meat just melts in the mouth, oh, and the slow-cooked refried beans perfectly accompanies the buche. Salivating, I love

Mexican enclaves.

DOG BEACH

Derbs enjoying a day at the beach and then choosing through the vast choices of different tampons at Target.

LOOK MA, I'M A FASHION BLOGGER

Seeing fashion blogs turning into a personal marketing tool disgusts me. Unfortunately, I think this picture may have

officially entered my blog into the fashion realm, sarcasm. +plus points for my twin horsie+

SAVE ME

chanel sunglasses, thrifted collared button up, juma t-shirt, zara caridgen, gap jeans, fjällräven kanken backpack.

It's 2:12 AM, my eyes are wide awake from Vietnamese coffee, my friend is complaining about her heart burn, and my

stomach growls. It's impossible to sleep. Staying up past sleeping hours, my stomach demands for food. Thinking about

the buttery and flakey croissant from Seaside Bakery from this picture I took previously. Biting into it, the hot cheese

oozes out, the ham is thick and salty…the jalapeños serve as a spicy kick at the end note. Seaside is open 24 hours,

temptation arises!

QUIET EMPTINESS

the standard hotel overlooking downtown LA, Bottega Louie, DRUGS pharmacy in silverlake, Intelligentsia.

The smog, the bumper-to-bumper traffic, the hastiness, and drastic contrast between urban and wealth of Los Angeles

is why I love this city so much. In the midst of all the commotion, there's this sort of quiet emptiness about it. I need to

go back.

UNUSUAL UNWIND

Thrift cream collar button up, American Apparel sheer black top, thrift mustard brown cardigan, 99 cent store skirt.

How some others unwind from their days would typically have to do with the television, internet, or laying. For me, it's

cleaning my closet. Today, I dress up and walk around in my heels: Pierre Hardy x Gap spring 2010 and Alexander

Wang Resort 2010. Buying uncomfortable shoes intending only to keep them for the sake of keeping them, I suppose

the term "collection," seems more justified. Note, I have a lot of free time on my hand. Will someone hand me a job

already?