Monday, December 13, 2010

Me and My Quan Yin


I like tattoos. I have one. I love it, and it means something to me and its beautiful and not dumb, and classic and timeless and blah blah blah! But of course my mom thinks it means that I'm a ex-con or in the Yakuza gang or someshiz! It's a friggin' Quan Yin! Buddhist goddess of compassion! Gosh! Anyways, I don't advertise it, because it's something personal to me, and I wouldn't want my younger cousins to see it and think its okay to just get one done. It's been a very long thought process of mine, since I was 13, and got it about a year ago (still need color) so I wouldn't want people to think it's okay to just get it on a whim! That's one thing I would regret...a permanent mark of bad thoughts and choices.

My dad had a few...mostly from the Army, but I think the older he got the less he wanted them and had them all removed. I think also a job had something to do with it....
Luckily, I'm in a creative field, and don't think people have many objections to it in the workplace. I'm in the business of design and knowing what visual language means what, and how to communicate a message, and if I can't do that to my body, and say who I am without speaking a word, then something is wrong with that. I'm not afraid to let my passions show, since it usually gets me what I want. I have style that I want to be observed, and believe that you can do that with your image. Fashion, attitude, body language, all of that jazz speaks volumes, even if you don't know it. I'm also a firm believer that your face is an extension of your personality. Frown lines, or smile lines each say something, but to a different spectrum.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

I have this urge to go blonde again!!!

AIIIIIIIEEEEE!!!!!



I wear so much black, and dark eyeliner, I always feel like it'd be a good contast. *sigh* But I'm so racially ambiguous lookin' I feel like people will either start speaking to me in Spanish, or Armenian...hmm...

Me, blonde, back in the day: Circa 2006

This is me when I was 18 or so. I told myself "I'm in artschool! I can do whatevr's to mah haurrr and it don't mattur!" Obviously, the voice in my head is illiterate. 
But now, since I'm out, I think to myself sometimes that I need to look "corporate-friendly" at times in case I got on a job interview and they know I'm not just some crazy ass bro-hoe/asian girl who likes to be aryan race or whatever other stereotype there is about non-natural blonde, blondes!

WHERE IN THE WORLD IS BORRAH JACKSON?

Oh man, you guys, I feel so bad for not updating!
I finally took a look at my blog, and I have been Capital L Lagging!

Life Update: Finished up my temp/freelance gig at the Center for Civic Education, and now I'm freelancing...working for a wholesale flooring/hardwood co. Doing identity projects for them that they need.

I recently turned double deuce, or in english, 22 years old, which was fantastic! I saw Katy Perry and met LL Cool J on a whim!


My bff Skippy aka Melissa invited me to go to the Pre-Grammy Nomination concert and there they were!! 

Also, I went to the Grill 'em All truck, which is this awesome food truck that makes crazy/cool great burger combos. I got the Behemoth which has grilled cheese BUNS!



I suggest you all go! All they do is play thrash/metal! haha