Longest road to nowhere

Finally a stroke of luck...got selected for an interview. Keeping my fingers crossed now.

You win some...you lose some.

i lost someone, today, but i am numb. It is like a truck hit me and i am still standing in the middle of the road, bleeding but not moving. i thought...but i guess, i thought wrong. You, yes you, YOU are the commander-in-chief of the army of jerks and two-face-liars. 

I am annoyed. i keep forgetting that this is supposed to be a "fashion blog" but i can't care less. Who defines what is and what is not fashion? Mine will not be another fashion post. My style comes from my moods. 

So, i rebelled.

Today's look was- boyfriend jeans-challenging the figure defining and flattering works or fashion. 

Excuse the hazy pictures...the camera rebelled too.

Giddy up and gold mine, horse dust down time
Its my life, its my time, we've been gettin' nowhere
Gold mine, different place, different time