December

...slash January is finally going to be my month. No school. No worries. Just all me time.

Be right back, as I let these finals do me up the butt.


//Kevin G. Ma

I am thankful for...

my family.
my friends.
my heartbreak.
my ex-lovers.
my struggles.

they all, in some twisted way, make me who i am.

and i am not stopping.

happy thanksgiving.

The Eye of The Storm

Oh how the past few weeks have been.

Never thought I'd make it out alive actually. I mean, I guess you could say a lot of it is my fault. You know, with the whole socialinterview.com questions via facebook and the endless, torturous work at Zara. School has been sucking every single atom of life in me in the past week. So the eye of the storm has come...and I indulged in this moment of calm with a photoshoot with Ryan Burke, an amazing man and a skilled photographer. Pictures will be up soon (I feel like I say that often) and OBVIOUSLY they are going to be unbearably fantasssssstic.

So while setting up, I couldn't help but notice my little "collection" (I use that word oh so lightly) sitting so delicately on the edges of Ryan's cranberry red L shaped couch. There I had 5 (if not 4) pieces sitting in unity. My labor. My design. My embodiment in these face pieces of art. Sure, I will admit that I also noticed the minimalism that some of them had; however, we all need to start somewhere, right? (cliche. barf.)



What I do know is that in my mind and soon on paper, there are many more comin'. You just sit there and be patient.






//Kevin G. Ma

When will people realize..

that we've gone way too far?
sick.

sidenote: workin on some stuff tonight! super pumped.

xoxo
kevin g. ma

so..........

i am indifferent.

One more step to

feeling a little more liberated. Its a nice feeling.

Scary, Scary!

So last night went out with the good ol' coworkers from ZARA (aka THHHHH-ARA) to Knotts Scary Farm for some classic, much needed high pitched screaming. I dont know if it was cause of the fact that I was slightly under the influence of various substances or if the workers werent doing their job well but it definitely wasnt as good as usual... BUT, going at least once a year is a definite must. You just gotta! Anyway, back to the point of my post.

Was standing in line for supreme scream, 12:30AM (closing is 1), last ride of the night and I come across this lone-ranger-semi-tasty straight man and I happened to strike a conversation with him (thank you baby jesus for that good tasting kush and its calming powers cause otherwise I probably wouldnt have). I--we found ourselves revolved around our conversation, he constantly agreeing in interest with his super straight ~persona~ and I with my inquisitive ways. His name was Alex and while talking to him I couldnt help but feel that different energy he, as a supposed straight man, was emitting. Rarely happens for me. In short, I strongly felt the gay vibe coming from him through said interest in the conversation yet he tried to mask it back by randomly saying shit like "Yeah someday when I do that.. WITH MY WIFE"

Baffles me how the human mind works. I dont know if its culture, upbringing, etc but I wonder why some dont come to terms with their true identity/sexuality in the very beginning of his/her life. How is it that some dont realize till later? I mean, this Alex fellow--who works at the Cheesecake Factory in Newport Beach (see? inquisitive.)--was alone because he was waiting for "a friend" which sure enough turned out to be the BIGGEST little twink power bottom ever. That was just a confirming detail. My hunches were pretty strong and confident beforehand.

Anyway, enough about that. We were soul mates, he liked what I liked in every possible way and he most likely was secretly dating the wild little gorgeous power bottom. Soml.

BUT! Since this blog IS about my work (as it mainly should be, so stop me if this tomfoolery continues) I can say that I bought some sheet metal supplies at the store for scary judgmental straight hick-seeming men, Home Depot, and am anxious to start on my next project since those black ones VVVVVVVVVbelowVVVVVVVVV are probably going on hiatus. Shit is way too tedious for an impatient bitch like me.

Will keep you posted.

Memento vivere~
Kevin G. Ma

...

There's something about

walking outside and feeling something different in the atmosphere, knowing the season has changed. i was going to go as far as saying that i hate that but i think its more of a i-am-not-ready-for-it kind of discomfort. puts me in some sort of limbo every time...

on a lighter note. went out to the abbey for the first time in a long time with good friends jeremy and brigitte. met some bomb ass people. a son and his mom. mom was super super super fabulous and son was super super--well, hot. too bad he was basically closeted. but that wont be for long. hes opening a clothing line and i definitely want to get into conversation with him about what could be in store for the future....look out! plus, his mom is AMAZING at styling hair. how could i tell? she reached for a strand of hair to fix last night and normally i would slap the shit out of the hand that dare go near my shit but with her there was this aura, this confidence that i just knew she was legit. just like that. 55 and still fabulous? shit. someone find out her secret and get back to me.

;)

xoxo
Kevin G. Ma

Ps. only recently have i discovered this sunglass/accessory designer by the name of 'stevieboi' and I must say, very good stuff. I love finding counterparts that stimulate my desire to 1-up my creative drive.

www.stevieboi.com

Stressed!

Every time I mentally wind down for just one second, I am plummeted with all the stresses that I have on my chest! Tests, work...BEING SICK! Man this isn't good. So what do you do? Well, first you spit that loogie out, grab a can of spray paint (semi-gloss--however now I am regretting that decision (flat is better) ) and paint! I had a random realization last night on the way to home depot that I wanted a ~retail~ feel to my room so I made a little L corner rack for my clothes. Yes, you're probably thinking I am crazy since I am enveloped in that annoying kind of retail shit basically everyday. Yes, I am crazy for buying 3, 8 wooden hanger packs for $6 dollars each. But I like to think of it this way... it's more of a super high end boutique (yeah right) that will be handled with care at all times. You know..unlike those monsters that come and slash up the racks in Zara. Anyway, pictures soon. Until then I leave you with this youtube video. This boy is low-key precious after you get over his hardcore obsession and his semi-annoying talking. Then again..who are we gays to talk right?





xoxo
Kevin G. Ma

ps. sunglass making soon... i hope :(

At the end of the day..

you gotta remember that all you have for certain is yourself.

Retail, Oh Retail!

Retail is such a bitch sometimes. I swear I am gonna start categorizing my days accordingly. Like, "Oh, its a let-me-ignore-the-associate day" or "Oh, today's a lets-leave-thick-hangers-in-various-locations day" No matter what, those cun--those people that we unfortunately have to call customers, make retail such a dreadful place when its such a splendid thing! Shame shame.. Whatever, still love it and i will stop at NOTHING to get that Trafa promotion. Shit. Whats a boy gotta do here to become a coordinator (I work at Zara)? I mean.. I opened up SHIT TONS of hours in efforts to be ~full time~. What now? S some D? I mean most of corporate are women..but theres always Manuel.......... ;) I leave you with some photoz today. Although I feel like I'll be leaving these just for me. Haha.

xoxo
Kevin G. Ma

Picture Update...

COMPLETED 2:35 AM.
I hope you like them. I know I do.
More high quality shots soon; this boy needs some sleep!


xoxo
Kevin G. Ma

P.S. New cat in the haus. Named her Margiela. Duh!... ;)

New Inspirashunz

So I've come to fall in love with Louis Vuitton's INTENSE ass bows that are on the runways/ads and I recently had an epiphany, while coming up with another sunglass concept, and realized: if girls can wear epic bows, why cant boys? So I came up with this and I am loving it! A good substitute for actual head bows I must say. Oh cannabis how I love you so.. also a shout out to my bb, Kat.

xoxo
Kevin G. Ma

So it begins..

Another attempt at another blog. Though I think this time it might stick around. Got a lot in store for myself and for this blog. I want to be, rather than to seem. I want my ideas to come to life and I want to share it with you, whoever you are and will be, on this page that is soon-to-be-flooded by my words of wisdom..ha, scratch that last part.

Pandora is king.