they say time heals old wounds. time did fuck all. it's all you.
let me re-introduce the situation. Maiden is the label, created once upon a time as a creative outlet. it made its way around town and even jumped a few continents. this blog is my personal visual diary. i compile alot of pieces of paper, clearly i do the same with jpegs. the job does not pay that well, but i get a kick out of making things look visually appealing. at least i'm not stuck behind a desk. the passion lies within designing, not creating cheap rip offs of your dream dress. it's quite offensive really. i'm in awe of a furry faced hippie, he is the epitome of life. the beauty of it is that he doesn't even know it. and as for love, i heard it exists. but then again, nothing lasts forever. let the inspirational journey begin. New York, London, Paris, i'll let you be my drug. if i say no to you this year, don't take it personal. i'm just being selfish, i'm entitled to it.
