Libertine for Target.

Just in case you Stateside people haven't heard, the next designer for Go International at Target is Libertine. (Well, after Patrick Robinson.) I'm very excited about this since I feel it's more well-rounded than Proenza Schouler's collection. The Look shots are very tiny though...

This dress is my absolute favorite from the collection and I'll definitely ask somebody to pick it up for me, if it's not too much of a bother. The collection is set to be in stores on July 15th, though I've been hearing that it might be pushed back to August.

If you're interested in more pics, go here, to Target's website.

I still breathe.

Juego con las palomas.
Originally uploaded by chromachord.

Here is one of my favorite pictures from my weekend trip to San Juan. I like how the kid is just horribly enjoying himself harassing the pigeons. :D

I had a good time in San Juan, of course, that could be because I was accompanied by my man. :D But now it's back to ye olde grind of school and work. This week has been particularly nasty since I got a bit of a reprimand about unfinished tasks. Tasks I couldn't finish because things happened that did not permit me to finish, but, oh well. They're done now.

Spring Break is coming up and I have to work (since jornal has to work until wednesday). I shall not complain: I'm getting paid well enough for this job. Eso si, I really don't like answering machines.

So anyway. Go visit my Flickr account. :D

Cyber window shopping.

In a return to my fashion posting days, I offer you my latest obsessions. Courtesy of eBay.

Left, Yves Saint Laurent Vincennes bag. Right, Emilio Pucci shoes. Center, Fendi boots.

I really shouldn't be looking at these things. Oh well. Such happens when you're bored at work.

Not old, not even vintage!

Happy birthday to my love, that skinny guy I like to hang out with. A lot. :)

I now officially hang out with Jack Sparrow.

In a blow to Tovi's blog-reading, I will once again talk about fashion. Yes, brace yourself man!

Anyway. I finally got the boots I've been waiting around for close to three months. And they are quite nice, may I say. They are from Hot Topic, which makes me cringe a little, but they were 15 dollars from 60, so who am I to complain. They're slouchy brown leather with a buckle in the back, so mind you, I feel quite piratey. I might go "yarr" more than usual in these.

I also went ahead and put in an order to Urban Outfitters, despite my many bitchings about their overcharging to Puerto Rico. Let's face it, I need tights, and there's no way that I'm going to find those here. I ordered two pairs, just in case Ki-chan can't find any for me in VA. Plus, I got a leather clutch so I can switch around between the new one and the one I always haul around.

Back to regularly scheduled conversations about my work life, today we had a talk about "how I feel at the work place." Apparently, depression is causing me to grimace more than usual because the assistant editor was scared that I didn't like my job. Which isn't true! I do enjoy this job, it allows me to gain experience in the world of book and magazine publishing and editing, which is one of my possible work routes. (If Marc Jacobs doesn't give me a job, ha.) However, I do admit that most of the time, my brain wanders off and wallows in my depression and that obviously will be reflected in my face. Which was misinterpreted by my co-worker. Oh well.

We're supposed to take an exam to tonight's class, but, you know, I haven't taken an exam in, oh, two years. Nor have I given one, since I am not a teacher. I could try searching for one in the internet, but I'm just not motivated enough. Wee.

I got another book yesterday: Latin Looks: Images of Latinas and Latinos in the U.S. Media. I was only able to leaf through it, but what I managed to read was pretty interesting. It's for my thesis (or the thesis I have planned so far), so we'll see how I manage to squeeze it in. I have an idea of how to, but I'll see if it pans out.

And tonight there's Mythbusters. WITH DOG MYTHS. This just may be the best Mythbusters episodes ever after the Pirate Special. Yep!

Croatia.

I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but one of my uncles is from Croatia. Formerly known as Yugoslavia. In between calling me "pretty devil," "pretty gypsy" and/or "gypsy devil," (and he calls my cousin and I this since we are dark haired and dark eyed) he often tells me that I must go to Croatia. I've been interested since the get go (my only concern being the language since I speak zero Croatian. And, between us, the language doesn't look easy!), but now, as time passes and I see more and more beautiful pictures of this country, my desire to go grows more. Maybe the next time I go to Europe, I'll sneak in a stop there, so I can stay at my uncle's condo. Look at that picture on the left and tell me Croatia isn't, at the very least, quite charming!

(Edit: Oh sweet God, I just checked prices for airfare and they're quite high, so I guess Croatia will have to wait until I have a more substantial income!)

As far as my cold, I am feeling better. Must've been the rigorous regimen of water, orange juice, garlic pills, vitamins, rest and Ricola!

Bleargh.

Am sick. I might have a fever, but right now, I'm just boogery and with a throat ache. Not fun.

People who buy super cheap Marc Jacobs items and then sell them on eBay at over 200% of the actual purchase price piss me off.

I guess that's it for now. I'm going to lie in bed now, wishing that my man was here taking care of me. I abhor being sick. Bleh.

Working.

La Mer.
Originally uploaded by chromachord.

I'm currently sitting here at work, with nothing to do besides surf around the internet. I'm having a bad moment right now and I decided to blog instead of focus on the flurry of thoughts going through my head.

I think I've created a monster. Damian is watching waaaaay too much Ali G and I suggested that he dress up as Ali G in Halloween and this might happen. Oh. Dear.

Anyway, here is a pic taken over the weekend when D and I went to Rincón. And to notify that there are new pictures on my Flickr account. Everybody, go to my Flickr account!

Behind piles of paper.

These past three days, I've made more phone calls than I've possibly ever made in my life. Since I'm the one in charge of the office for today and next week, I've been given the task of contacting every bookstore in the country. Woo! However, the office has staged a rebellion. The printers are being wonky, we don't know where the white paper is so we're using gray, and the storage's AC unit arrived but I don't know when it'll be installed.

Oh well.

Also, I'm horribly alone today since the secretary is sick and the other editors are either having surgery performed on them or doing a presentation. (The other assistant editor is pregnant and undergoing a procedure to ensure that she doesn't lose the baby.) There's something jinxed with this office since somebody always either has allergies or is sick. Or is being attacked by the storage room.

I've been having a nasty headache on and off for the past four days. It might be the office lights, the glare of the monitor, or just plain overwork. Bleh.

And I 'm so wonked I almost forgot to say: Happy Birthday Klo! Wee!