2013 is the year of the snake. snakes shed their skin numerous times in their life as a manifestation of a re-birth. by coincidence (first link, here is where my chain of thoughts begun) I started the year with a colossal and regenerating 21-day detox process that procured an internal and inner chock. my body, skin, guts, lymphatic system, organs thanked me and my chakras are so cleansed that I can feel the tunnel filled with the sparkly light.

and no, the cleanse didn’t involve LSD, au contraire, no toxins are allowed. only exception granted to my morning coffee, which, if you know me, you know what I mean.

second link. I have initiated the tedious path of reshaping my eyebrows almost to my Khalo-esque youth years. mind blowing I know, but my fast paced mind realized that I was taken by the vortex of accentuated and statement holding eyebrows that have walked the runways these past 2 seasons. is this what happened also to MObama? according to the getting-bangs-to-let-her-thin-eyebrows-grow conspiracy theory, yessir. does anybody know where to find a eyebrows magician who will be able to guide me through this existential choice of my present life? nothing better than a perfectly shaped eye brow.

third link. there have been tumultuous reshuffling in the fashion world, I know no news and mind blowing again, but follow me here. Raf Simons for Christian Dior and John Galliano resurfacing in Oscar de la Renta’s studio (go figure), Alexander Wang for Balenciaga and Nicolas Gesquiere nowhere to be found. In magazines happened … what happens to the hot freshman in the dorms: he gets to sleep in different beds … So Harper’s Bazaar, WSJ and T Magazine played the wheel of fortune and the girl from Bazaar went to WSJ who went to T Magazine. we got the first Deborah Needleman cover and chapeau for the rebranding of the logo and for the bold statement of the front cover story on Lee Radziwill. Fashion circus be aware, expect whipped lashes.