worst.

last night, i was taking pictures and then all of a sudden, my camera stopped working. i didn't drop it, i didn't bang it, i didn't spill on it. it just stopped. so i had to take it in to a camera repair store today and they charged me $16.26 for an estimate of the damage. which i think is $16.26 too much just too tell me what is wrong. that's like my cab ride back and forth to the lower east side tonight. ew.

leaving the store without my camera honestly made me physically naucious. i am obsessively attached to my camera. i have taken 14,000 pictures every day since i was like 12 years old. my camera is like my child. which is actually really scary to think about since i've dropped it like 7 times and left it on a plane once. regardless, the thing that makes me so mad about last night is that it stopped working for NO reason. i accepted my camera being broken when a pitcher of beer was spilled on it in italy. and when i swung it and threw it across my room because i thought the strap was on my hand, i dealt with it. but last night, i was sitting on my friend's bed. taking a picture of her DOG. so boring. so casual. and BAM. lens error. i dont have money for lens errors.

bummed :(

nothing to say, just aww. miss you!!

o.m.g.

today, someone at my work told me "the correct way to turn pages" in our book of clothes invoices.

(with your fingers at the top, instead of the bottom, so you don't rip pages.. in case you were wondering)

my career in fashion has hit an all time low.

damn.

never judge a cookie by its cover.