Today, my inspiration
was found dead in her apartment.
*I'm so in shock at the sudden news. And so sad too.
I follow her blog everyday
and comment on it from time to time.
And I always saw her as my inspiration.
*When I first got my bangs
I didn't know what to do with them.
And so I decided to grow up hair because I was lazy to cut it.
And then I decided, well I'll just keep growing
my hair with bangs like
Daul's old (& signature) hair.
And I admired her.
First on a superficial level because she was living that glamourous life
of a model that everybody wants.
But mainly because she seemed like such a free soul
letting her emotions out in creative and poetic ways.