A Series of Unfortunate Events

An introduction...

Well, this is my first post, but not my first blog. Birth is always an event.

This blog was struggling to born since January when I went to Starbucks with my friend Croncho. I have to say that I don't go there often, but when I do go I always get (bad/good) ideas for blogs. This one is just for fun. Trust me, you are not going to find anything but useless, senseless, meaningless ( and all less-ending-words) stuff in here like, vintage fashion, dance (wait a minute ..actually that is useful), music, trends, no trends, economics, mkt, broken heart quotes, circus, funny histories about old teachers, and whatever I want. At the end of the day, this is MY blog but you are all welcome.

So, going back to events I decided that this baby's birth must be amongst ¨a series of unfortunate events¨(yeah, like the film). Now I list them:

#1 : Both, my best friends, Almendra and Adriana went back to the cities where they live and study (Melbourne and Jalapa)

#2: Alexander McQueen committed suicide

#3: I went to the two American Apparel stores in the city to buy my two-color tights (in black&white) but I only found them in flashy colors so I quit

I WANT YOU TO READ THIS VERY CAREFULLY:

The reason I´ll be writing in English most of the times is because once I read a comment in a fashion blog where a girl said that they were ¨super thumbs up¨ because they write all in English when they are native Spanish speakers.

I thought it would be fantastic to be considered as a super thumbs up hahaha

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