The pictures from when I go go ed Trash are up on Indierotica.com. They look super cute. I love Brad. I love Riffi.

I’m leaving for LA on Wednesday[Coachella and Gods Girls]…super excited and slightly nervous as I’ve never been to the west coast and haven’t really traveled alone much … what if I have a blonde moment and accidentally get on a plane going to India or something? I imagine that me traveling alone is like a childrens book where the character gets lost and into all sorts of misshaps and its colorful and everything is ok in the end.

I have my first portfolio review on May 17th….oh god, I don’t even have my portfolio yet! I think I can somehow pull this together if I shoot nonstop once I get back but nobody is gonna see meeee for awhile.

I have a ton of insane ideas for pictures . . . I’m a bit worried that if I pursue these ideas instead of sticking to more mainstream product and fashion photography my reviews aren’t going to go as well as they should. Also according to Alfie you can not spray paint people…that’s another problem.
Anyone who is in NYC better get their asses outside right now! It’s absolutely lovely outside, go get an iceeeee and lay in the grass people!

Although I’ll admit that I won’t be doing the same. I’m going to sit in my underwear and watch Heros…

    I left my house at 9:30am and was home 10:30pm…that’s essentially what this week looks like. And I’ve been aiming for at least seven - eight hours of sleep a night.

I am being a normal productive member of society.

Go me.

. . . maybe one day I will no longer be a night owl.

I love my cat.

I’ve been listening to Saves the Day a lot lately. I think it makes me more senstive..or just makes me feel like I’m not the heartless jaded bitch I can be sometimes. Because I know I can be one.

I got lots of interesting exciting things happening to ME in the coming months. I’d prefer not jinx myself but I’m so stoked to have my life on track and see everything falling to place.

To anyone who orders prints from Adorama - do not order Metallic paper! It’s awful, I accidentally did for the image on the right…and it looks so awful, the white is an awful gray and just ugh.  I hate it.

If anyone is interested Nikola has a preview of his pictures on Fleshbot and I will update this with a link to more of the crystal hearts tomorrow.

So I’ve had what I thought was pink eye for a week or so…it seemed to have cleared up but when I woke up on Saturday it was looking rough. I did a photo shoot and all the makeup and flashes just made it worse….it was RED as fuck but I’m a trooper and went to Rated X to be Nikolas lovely helper. All that flash eventually go to me and I was barely seeing out of my eye half the time[I don’t wanna think about how the pictures I took came out]….so I finally went to the doctor today and….

GOOD NEWS - It is not pink eye.

BAD NEWS - It is something worse, it’s a chemical burn that burned even more with the lights. I have to wear glasses[I picked up a pair of Pradas today] and avoid strobes for awhile. This is unfortunate being I do all my work with flash.

So yea photography student who is already behind for legit personal reasons worst nightmare. I’ll roll with it though I guess.
I’m really over self loathing so I’ll just try and focus this into something positive, consider it a challenge.

THERE IS A LESSON TO BE LEARNED THOUGH….I’ve been joking about having glow stick cancer in my eye - I clearly jinxed myself - so kids, don’t joke about having glow stick cancer. Hell if you’re at Trash and someone sticks a glow stick in your crotch - think twice about it.

Anyways I’m avoiding social contact this week and will probably update with more photography.

music - girl talk

 When I first met Luvania I thought she was my friends sister. I shot these pictures for my fashion accessory portfolio but couldn’t help but get a few of her adorable face. See more here.

Thigh high tube socks by American Apparel, everything else is hers.

PS Her body is killller

Was legit. Nothing out of control but I am notably weaker due to consumption of alcohol, lack of sleep, and rubbing toxic materials in my eyes…

I have pink eye again or something. Glow stick cancer most likely. SUCKS because I can’t wear contacts therefore I can not shoot in school tomorrow.

I’m useless without my sight.

Notable highlights of spring break 2007:

• “Sinead, when was the last time you hooked up with a boy?” Wednesday… “And a girl?” Wednesday… “WAIT WHAT?” uhhhh
• Drunk electronic communication.
• Sitting in my apartment at 3am fighting with my cat because she keeps fucking up my shoe still life set up I was trying to photography.
• Essentially going out of my mind and being completely disconnected from reality and realizing glorious things and taping into my creativity and coming up with insane ideas, will keep you all updated. OH AND THIS WAS SOBER. I don’t need drugs to do art…
• Being a total bitch to some creep who thinks its totally a o k to be a pathological lier…
• Dancing with glow sticks in my underwear at Trash while Dances With White Girls /// Daddy Frog spins one of the most killer set to ever be heard in Riffi.
• Getting my roots done because KIWA salon is the cutest fucking thing ever and they give you KILLER massages while your heads on fire from bleach.
• Dressing like an easter egg and having to wear sun glasses all day on easter Sunday because I have glow stick cancer in my eye. I will never be the normal kid in the family.

This week I think people should go to High Voltage on Wensday and Rated X Saturday as I will be assitaing Nikola of ambrel.net, he will be doing portraits in a vip setting I think. Also Hiro should be fun thursday with Guns n Bombs and Winnie the Pooh / Alex English.

Having painted my apartment yellow, purple, green, pink, red, blue, lavender and also soon to be silver in my bedroom I find myself coordinating to it. I think color is great I’m glad to be ingrossed in it again although I’m not sure how the outside world feels.

Also having an awesome apartment and a cat that seems lonley when I’m not around has transformed from social butterfly to a recluse. It’s not so bad, I’m accomplishing a lot without other human beings and souls to distract me. I’m reading a lot[and more than magazines], shooting a lot, thinking a lot and occasionally cleaning[which for me is cleaning a lot]. I’m kind of trapping myself in my own world again and trying to harness my creativity which I feel I lost in the past year whilst on drugs[60days clean, thank you] and I believe it is working. I think I need to be writing and painting more but one step at a time, right?

The only problem being with this is it makes me dislike the outside world that much more. Oh well.

I wrote a blog the other day and Alfie made me delete it. But essentially it was “I didn’t get in to Hiro to see Justice, that sucked but I went to Frogs at 5am and saw a guitar fly out a second story window and into the street.”

Also my friend Jon gave me two bags of shoes the other day and inside were the above silver elf shoes I am not rocking on an almost daily basis. Loooove.

Anyways incase I don’t update this in the next few days - I’ll be go-go-ing at Trash on Friday, the super dupes is returing and it’d be great if people went and made me feel loved and not like they all said mean things about me on a blog. Yeaaa…I’m still a wee bit insecure at times.