Nope.  I never feel blue because I am smart enough to know I can survive anything.  I wish I could say the same for everyone else.  Lately it feels like I have been bombarded with mindless idiots.  I do genuinely feel bad, maybe their mother's drank while pregnant.

When it comes to clothing I am a boarder-line hoarder.  Not like the Hoarders on A&E where they find they household pets bones under the couch, but like a chic hoarder where all my clothes are organized and displayed.

We all have our issues, that is inevitable, but seeing people sit back while their "problems" get in the driver seat of their lives is baffling.  It's like they lose all sense of reality and jump on-board the crazy train.

Driving to Palm Springs is so inspiring to me.  It overtakes me entirely.  The mountains paint the perfect backdrop, the sun makes me smile from the inside, and the vibe is so serene it gives me goose bumps.

Remember 'Saved By The Bell' when Zack Morris would do his "Time out" and everything stopped?!  Yea I needed one of those.  Life was getting a bit too stressful and I was on the verge of a 2007 Britney meltdown.

Real talk: When I was a kid, I was invincible... We played rough, but we had fun.  I had more stitches than a Raggedy Ann doll...but I ended up "OK."  People are so sensitive about their children; they are raising them to be little assholes.

I am constantly surprised with the couth of the natural public.  How many people really were raised by wolves?  I hold people accountable for their tact...whether smart or dumb, everyone is on the same playing field as long as they "hold up" in a social environment. 

When is this presidential election over?  We have one candidate making fun of the other's hair, another one harassing the others candidate's ears, the other one got cheated on with a cow in a Gap dress

It's highly disappointing after years of wishing for time to pass (i.e. to turn 16 and get a license, or graduate high school or to turn 21 to legally drink) I realized I wished-away my entire life.  Somehow the fairy tale "happily-ever-after" never happened

Nothing annoys me more in life than LA Fashion Week.  If I could get a period, it would definitely be the equivalent to this week (Upset stomach, bloating, constipation...diarrhea.)

The Bob Dylan's song "Like A Rolling Stone" has always hit very close to home for me.  I have always been a bit of a nomad; go where ever the wind takes me, and adjust my sails accordingly.  I make rash decisions and deal with the ramifications as they come. 

This weekend I had the opportunity to go to the Sunset Tower Hotel for the re-launch of the Joe's Jeans campaign featuring Bella Hadid and Matthew Noszka.