ohh teenage hopes, arrive at your door. left you with nothing, and they want some more...

i'm contemplating buying this print. to put it in my room at home and eventually at college. its beautiful, its in support of minneapolis artists, and its twiggy. :]

i continually make efforts in attempts to write about all thats been happening lately (and thats A LOT) but i seem to continually do it at the in opportune moment. i promise, soon i will sit and write for hours about my crazy life. not like anybodys really interested anyway, but it would be good to write down and document. get ready for a MOTHER of a blog post.

i am so tired.

xo:mwah. kyle.

"poor old cat. poor slob. poor slob without a name..." - Holly Golightly

im going to watch this tonight :]

i have like two seconds to jot something down. i promise i will do a EPIC biography length post to catch up on my rapid life very soon.

i had to share a conversation that i had with my mother this morning on the telephone.

i told her some of the big news in my life (i get to workshop a show next week @ the MOC and see a fashion show tonight), to which she responded:

Mother: Kyle, you seem to be leading a very cosmopolitan life

Me: I know. I kindof feel like Carrie Bradshaw on Sex and the City

made my life :] xo:mwah, talk to you staunch characters soon...