Color Me, California

  I’m back in California for the holidaze and am immediately reminded of its vibrancy. New York’s too cool for colors so the saturation spilled over into the West Coast. I’m rediscovering what little clothing I had left back home and it’s all sequins, patterns and irie feelings…here are some pictures that are my chakras incarnated.color1





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The Audacity Welcomes You…


After a prolonged hiatus of soul searching and city hopping, it’s time to finish what I’ve started. The Audacity began as a mandatory blog for school and ended as an outlet for whimsy. I’ve since been updating only the tumblr page, the cousin site if you will, to The Audacity. However, since graduating from college and job hunting in New York (I’ve discovered ‘Job hunt’ and ‘New York’ coexist together like lunchmeat and wonder bread ), I figure now is the time: the time to live audaciously and without trepidation; to sever self-consciousness  with sass. You get it. We’ve got it.

Moody Monday Pick Me Up

Early by 20 minutes, so sue me…don’t be angry it’s Monday. Partake, instead, in some Kenneth Anger magic.

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Comeback Kid


I am quite ashamed and relatively distraught at having neglected my humble blog for so long…but today (ahem, tonight), I am turning over a new leaf and gettin back into the swing of things. (Pardon the cliches, it’s been a damn minute…!)

My first order of business in all things audacious is this video. That’s it. Only because very little explanation is needed considering the female character is the wonderous Emma Koenig, the female Millennial’s answer to all things angst. Koenig birthed the widely-acclaimed blog, “Fuck I’m in my 20s” which went on to become a book. And if you’ve shopped the gift section at Urban Outfitters (you most likely have if you are an angst-ridden millennial), then you will find her book of hysterical blog posts on the travails of early adulthood. You will most likely find a copy directly next to the cooking with cannabis books. Koenig’s blog/book/video aren’t anything new, but they are timeless. Enjoy.

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Sugar, Spice and Everything Gatsby


“There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams — not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.” 



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Moody Monday Pick Me up

Moody Monday Pick Me up

Ahh Lindsay, where art thou pomp and circumstance gone?

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My Fashion School Daily Blog Post, Covering Suzy Menkes, and Max and Lubov Azria!

My Fashion School Daily Blog Post, Covering Suzy Menkes, and Max and Lubov Azria!

Check out my coverage of the Academy of Art’s School of Fashion spring 2013 symposium with fashion journalist, Suzy Menkes and BCBGMAXAZRIA designers, Max and Lubov Azria.

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1920’s inspired photoshoot I styled. Shot in San Francisco’s Sir Francis Drake Hotel.

Photography: Aldo Carrera
Model: Gaby Pena
Styling: Alex Suarez
Makeup: Sean with Bobbi Brown Cosmetics

Guest Blogger of Honor


The Audacity’s guest blogger, Dave Knapp, contributes a kick-ass rap that stresses the importance of personal growth….and pretty much all that jazz we love.


“So there was this one time that I went to work after a few nights of partying and hardly any sleep. Big deal. Everyone does that. Well my boss could tell I was pretty burned out so he told me to go take a short nap in my car. It turned out to be the longest short nap of my life.

The first time I woke up, I was still there in my car. I was hungry so I decided to drive down the road to pick up some snacks. It had begun to rain, and it was hard to see where I was driving. I hit a corner going a little too fast and my car hydroplaned into a tree. I woke up again in the parking lot. I hadn’t moved. It was no longer raining. I got out of my car and went back inside, but everyone was gone. As I searched the building for any kind of life, I began to see rooms that had never been there before. Once again, I found myself in the driver seat of my car. I heard the sound of a jet engine getting louder and louder. I looked up to see a plane heading straight for my office. Upon impact, I woke up once again in my car. The building was fine, the jet was gone, but everything was not alright.

The nightmare seemed to go on for an eternity. When I finally awoke from my imaginary hell, I couldn’t even believe I was really conscious. I felt like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day, only I never had to learn an important lesson to escape from the dream loop. I thought about what had happened for days, and from my existential crisis an epiphany was born. I felt the only fitting way to communicate my grand realization was in a rap.”

“Big Picture”

I reach for the sky trying to get closer to god

but I’ll never get there cuz I’m inherently flawed

I’m proud of my progress, but I know if I try

I could do better, but I’ll have no regrets when i die

I live for each epiphany, ecstatic when they come to me.

Leaps in personal evolution, compounding infinitely

Parabolic growth, but I’ll never know the best that I’ll be

cuz there’s no limit to our potential, and that’s the beauty of humanity

Identity’s the product of a place and a time

Thousands of complex factors all work to define

The outcome of the physiology and the mind

of a single individual, yet most are still blind

To the miracle of existence, that the fact of our being

and every moment we live, wondering what all of this means

Is the least likely outcome of an inconceivable string

of variables. Know that life’s a beautiful thing.

Those who live selfishly fail to understand these things

And the unseen impact that a selfish choice brings

For a choice made in neglect of another’s well being

Has deprecating effects that return to the wellspring

Collectively hindering the rate of evolution

Every selfish decision, every easy solution

Creates ripples in the collective anthropological pool

So make sacrifices, live for others, and don’t be a fool

**Above picture taken from High Fructose Magazine’s tumblr page: the artist is Joel Rea for more info click

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