You and Yourself.

Today I really got on thinking about relationships. The ones that make you smile, the ones that you can’t stand, and the ones that make you, you. In life you always seem to travel at a constant rate, but the one relationship that will take you off your path and in the way of the Valentino 360 is your relationship with yourself. I know it may sound selfish but that’s just the way it needs to

be sometimes.

We sometimes forget about ourselves, dealing with our friend’s troubles, or trying to keep others happy.

But you know what I say? I say screw everyone else. We all need to just take a little time to ourselves once in a while. Go grab the girls and go shopping and splurge. Buy whatever you want, it’s called shopping therapy.

Being Diffrent

Sometimes life just needs to stop, so that we can just take a deep breath. But it never dose and it just seems to go on without us. My name is Khoa Nguyen and for the past three years of my life, I’ve been living in a lie, a lie where everyone is just playing a part. I’ve been so sick lately of everybody around me and especially the kids at school. I never took time to observe my “peers” (although I don’t fit in much with their ideas) but I did, and I was disgusted with what I saw.


This article is a little different, but it makes sense. The kids at school are so, “high school,” just like in the movies. But it’s not even like that, guys seem to be bigger jerks and assholes, and girls seem to be a lot sweeter to everyone but behind their back some are totally bitches. I’ve been living for 16 years and in the last three, I feel as if I’ve wanted to just die just about every day.
Sometimes I just need to ask myself, “What am I doing with my life?” or “Why do I hang around these people?” But I can’t do it, I just can’t answer the questions. The people around me make me want to kill myself and it’s even worse when they appear as your friends. I’ve just been getting sick of high school and can’t wait to go to college (hopefully in New York) were I can finally meet some poised, cultured people.


The worst part for me being in high school is the fact that I’m an open Gay. The kids there are not to accepting and I can’t even think of having the guys at school know (even though they do.) I can walk down the hall any day of the week and see kids talking about me, saying things like “fag” or “no homo,” but that’s life I guess. Most ,if not all the time, it will be a male doing this. I’m used to it by now, but it still gets annoying and most of the time I just try to ignore it.

But having things like this happen to you for the past 3 years can really impact your life. I’m just not happy at school anymore, not like the way I feel when I go shopping. Also, people will ask me the stupidest questions about my sexuality, and this time it’s not just the guys.

Life is just like a fun house, it’s not always fun.

Ditch

This is for: New Friends such as Wendy and Jaclyn and old friends such as Christine, Erica, and Donnatella.

Its 66 degrees and raining right now in New York. As I sit here next to my abundant amount of shopping bags I can’t help but think about thinking about life.
And I realize…
I’ve been ditched a lot.
I know who my girls that will always stick by me are, Christine, Erica Kim, Donnatella, etc. But there are those girls that will be your friend until they make “better” friends. This has been happening to me all throughout my school life. So when high school came around the corner, I thought this time would be different. It was, for a while but just recently it’s been getting to that same turning point.
Middle school was probably the time frame for the worst ditching. I went to a small school, one were everyone know each other. My “best friend” was always hanging out with me and talking with me, that was until one of her other friends showed up. It just kept getting worse to the point (now) were she never ask me to hang out with her and I never get a single phone call, not even one to say Merry Christmas.
I have a question and I hope that you can answer it for me…
Is the human race so incompetent at staying true to your friends, or is the human race to clingy?
I don’t believe in that “clingy” crap. I had engraved in my mind that this year would be so much better. So far it’s not. My friends and I wanted to, how I say, expand our group. Is working out great but just today I was sitting at lunch and my so called “friends” went to sit with the outer half of our group. The reason, I can’t say. I was left at the table, with only a few of my friends, my real friends.
Life is like a trip across seas, you get only a cretin amount of baggage. Your “friends” exceeded the limit and instead of leaving the suitcase of knock D & G bags they got in China for 5 bucks they leave you, you were just merely on that trip until you were inadequate.

Fashions Night Out

What is this you may ask...
It's simple. It's a global celebration of fashion. Vogue, or the Bible, as some of us call it, has coordinated this fab event to promote retail and fashions. Not only is this fun, but good for the economic crisis. If people don't shop, people lose thier jobs.

"The first evening of New York Fashion Week, Fashion's Night Out will encompass festivities galore— from inventive window displays to model and celebrity appearances. Champagne may flow; hors d'oeuvres may be passed. Rumors of musical performances, downtown barbecues, shoe capsules, limited-edition rings, and sweepstakes abound. Apparently there will be makeovers, brow bars, and haircut stations at sundry spots, too"

-Right out of: (http://www.fashionsnightout.com/)

I, Khoa Nguyen, fully promote this! I mean who wouldn't it's going to be fab and so fun. There will also be celeb apperances! So get your comfortable pumps on and SHOP!

Fashion Week

Tomorrow is the start of a new life.

-FASHION WEEK Spring-Summer NYC!

Ladies, it's time to bust out those wallets and the "emergency" credit card.
After this your life will never be the same. Fashion week is the one single thing
that can keep us New York women alive. It's so much more then about fashion, it's about art
life, and culture. This year fashion week is harboring some of the best designers ever. Ranging from Carolina Herrera, Anna Sui, to the cute Phillip Lim. It's going to be great this year. So clean out your closet and give your last year pumps to the homeless.

Who needs a man to give you hot sex when you can the Hottest Michael Kors evening gown?

“I like my money right where I can see it... hanging in my closet.”

People always seem to ask me the same thing:
"Why do you waste so much money on clothes?"

I still, to this day, can never answer that one single question, "why?"

I know that answer, but it just can never come out right.But really, why do some people (like myself) spend all our hard earned money something as simple as, let’s say, Marc Jacob Sunglasses. I see it as an investment; others see it as a waste of money.

The world is split into 2 sections, the people who see and believe that 800 dollars for a pair of Manolo boots are a sale, and the people who see that price and think in their heads, "that’s a waste!”

But everyone in a while a girl just needs to spoil herself maybe even to the point where she's spoiled rotten?

After all, if you see the perfect pair of shoes are you just suppose to let them pass on by? Isn’t finding the perfect pair of shoes, do I dare say it, harder than finding the perfect love? When I look into my closet, it not just a bunch “worthless clothes” it a history museum of fashion, a vintage store, my life.

Just like what Carrie Bradshaw says, “I like my money right where I can see it... hanging in my closet.”

Ex's and Human Nature

You know how it is when you run into an ex...You try to act happy for them, but you just end up looking stupid. You just can't seem to let go of the past. Especially if you see them happy, and you’re the one that broke-up with them.

You want them to be:
-Ugly
-Fat
-Single

But that’s just never the way it goes. Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you were to become who you will be. But it's hard enough to see them, then to just let the past go.

It’s like when you go shopping and there is the perfect trench, but it is way out of your price range. But you have to have it, so you buy it, and it makes you feel on top of the world.

Until, you’re walking down the street and you see someone else with the same trench. You’re not so special now are you? Now you feel as if you need to get a newer, better, more expensive trench.But later on you get your monthly subscription of Vogue, and see that exact trench featured on the cover.

Now you want it back, that’s just the way we are, we always want what we can’t have.I just can’t help but wonder though, when our ex's see us, what do they really think?