Moon In Scorpio

Bite My Style

Sneak peak my upcoming Style By Sign look.

I find it ironic I started Style By Sign just after getting all my grandmother's costume jewelry. She's been part of my looks every week, which is such a lovely homage, since I know my life, especially my career, wouldn't of been possible without her in so many ways. Plus, funny enough, when I was little, she did suggest broadcast journalism as my future career. I think since in my day it appeared to be a top job that Asian women had an advantage (at least in NYC). While I never aspired to work in front of the camera growing up, focusing my efforts on being a nihilistic writer type, I am totally excited and into my glamorous turn of events and the amazing opportunities that have come my way.

This week, I have G-Ma's clip-on pearl button earrings. Dress from Forever 21, Necklace from In God We Trust, bracelets a gift from my friend Ingrid, mint and gold ring bought in Istanbul, pearl-burst ring bought at a flea market in Berlin, sparkly mint green ring from Modcloth, white belt from the black dress I got from the Castro in Tel Aviv and my ankle strap heels are Fornarina.

This week, there are several vignettes!!!! I love it. One of my most favorite parts of making SBS is playing the characters. I don't have pics of all of them, but the red carpet look. The fox stole is from my wacky sis-in-law Michelle and the dress is from Jozie, my make-up and hair hottie. She snatched it from her sister's closet, tags and all...hahahah...Oh and the bejeweled stilettos are from some totally discount store on Delancey Street that I bought on the way to a wedding. They weren't going to be really be seen with my outfit, and for one time use they did the job.

Moon In Scorpio

From deep inside your body will churn.

I use to think rat road kill was the most disgusting of all the urban decay, never stopping to snap the many dead pigeons I’ve seen — as they never looked so detrimental or so shockingly gruesome that I had to shoot it…at the least, they get to fly, not like rats who never know freedom beyond the want of survival…. but today, today I changed my mind…

















Those INTESTINES! THAT EYE! THAT EYE IN THE BEAK!!!! It’s just TOO horrid for words. It’s SO INTENSE; it’s impossible not to feel as if you can smell the repulsion from just looking.(Click on pic for the complete vomit-inducing effect.)

...and speaking of intensity, and Scorpionic insanities, today my obsession with The Real Housewives of New Jersey took control and I had to trek my ass over to see the mess that is Danielle, who was doing a Q&A/book signing for her new memoir, The Naked Truth. Through traffic I rode my bike from way east downtown, through the midtown rush hour and on over to the upper west side, making it just in time to catch her in all her glory: the spray-tanned skin, the tight black dress, the perfectly manicured nails, the blown out hair, the utterly botoxed face and of course, nipples sticking right out to say, "Hello!" It just makes me love her even more.




























...and of the most memorable moments of this otherwise fairly anti-climatic event: the insane fan in the front row that kept raising his hand to give his almost tearful monologues about how she is his inspiration, how fabulous he thinks she is, how she is such a great mom, etc. etc., etc, and how could I not love how she repeated several times throughout the Q&A in a completely solemn tone that she was, "not a victim, but a victor." Pure inspiration!

Moon in Scorpio, my solar first house

Explicit ideas.























My new notebook! "All the world only had eyes for her."

Moon in the solar first house

New beginnings.

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