I love rock n roll

So put another dime in the jukebox, baby

I love rock n roll

So come an take your time an dance with me

- Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

Hope you all like this post. I am thankful for my friend Kayla for being a great model and rockin' that guitar like she knew what she was doing! Thanks kaybay!

~Cupcake

Reading Roses

I recently read online that Reading Rainbow lost its budget and will no longer be airing new episodes. Growing up I remember watching Reading Rainbow all the time! I'm sad that future generations won't be able to experience the magic that was Reading Rainbow! Well, I guess in a way, this is my little tribute to my new found love for reading. I must say, I love nonfiction, good memoirs and am partial to Bay Area writers. Any good book recommendations?

~Cupcake

Give me that sage wisdom

Before I repainted the inside of my apartment in San Francisco, I inscribed the things I wanted to invite into my life and home on the walls before lathering the sheetrock with fresh colors that soothed my soul. It was my way of clearing out the relationship that had unfolded poorly within those walls in the years before, it was my way of replacing toxic emotions with those that truly represent me…..love, health, wisdom, happiness. When I was finished painting, I cleansed each room, each doorway, each place that had been a former battleground, by burning sage and allowing the past to evaporate with the smoke. I set up a meditation alter, I placed my Buddha collection strategically around my home. And suddenly, I could breathe.

These practices may not be grounded in science, they may be ridiculed or not understood as a way to recreate one’s life, but those opinions are completely irrelevant to me. In order for them to work, they only need to be meaningful to me—I simply honored my pocket of space in the universe and chose not to believe it was pure coincidence that I then invited into my life all the things I set out to. I don’t think what we believe in is as important as simply possessing a belief. The rituals I used are not unlike any other ritual, they are simply vehicles to harness the power we inherently possess.

~Lola Rain

What inspires Cupcake and Lola Rain...

A friend recently forward an email to me with Clark Little Photography. I instantly forwarded it to Lola Rain and we were in love! I mean just look at this amazing photograph! Not only is his work beautiful, but it takes a lot of effort to get the shoots that he does. As a non-swimming member of society, I am horrified of being in the ocean. The thought of being swooped up by a gigantic wave and not being able to swim against it terrifies me. Little’s work is innovative and risky. I love it. One day I hope to have one of his pieces in my home. Check out his work and I guarentee you will fall in love. :)

~Cupcake

Her eyes blink with truth

"There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes: and as a result there are various truths, and as a result there is no truth."

~Friedrich Nietzsche

She stands alone,

lost in the trance of her bathroom mirror,

searching, hoping, tracing her face with her fingertips.

It is truth that she finds,

it is truth that stares back at her.

The long, angelic contours of her cheek

reminding her of someone

so tightly bound in her structure,

yet so distant and unfamiliar;

her nose like the button

beneath her father's on a collared shirt;

her plump lips like those of a child,

begging to tell her stories of the playground.

But it is her eyes that jolt her

like brand new wedding china crashing to the floor,

taking the breath out of her own lungs,

as the dam of suppression

breaks under pressure,

gushing all her years upon her head,

all the images tucked away inside her neurons,

all her moments of happiness bordering on mania,

all the times love poured from her iris's

into those who dared to look,

all the tears that have wrenched their way

out of the leaky faucet that is her soul,

all the faces she doesn't remember

but cannot forget.

It is her eyes,

open like shiny crystal balls,

that blink with truth

and light the room with all that only she

can ever know.

~Lola Rain