lørdag den 17. september 2011

I want to have/be...

I want to have/be...

Energy like Michael Jackson.
Epic like Madonna.
Groovy like Jamiroquai.
Animated like Gorillaz.
Futuristic like Daft Punk.
Young like Kylie Minogue.
Inspirational like Damon Albarn.
Minimalistic like Jonathan Ive.
Peaceful like Gandhi.
Sexy like Britney Spears.
Retro like Christina Aguilera.
Ghetto like The Black Eyed Peas.
Kickin' like Justice.
Catchy like Katy Perry.
Avantgarde like Lady Gaga.
Cheerful like Calvin Harris.
Punkish like Gwen Stefani.
Creative like Jamie Hewlett.
Helpful like Frank Warren.
Dramatic like Queen.
Back to Black like Amy Winehouse.
Arrogant like Kanye West.
Branded like Marylin Monroe.
Sophisticated like Air.

tirsdag den 16. august 2011

Happy B-day Madonna!








OMG!!!! ♥ Happy birthday to The Queen of Pop, Madonna!! Gosh, I hope you'll live forever. I adore her, she's the greatest icon evah. Happy 53 years baby ♥

53 years and still kickin' it! ♥



fredag den 5. august 2011

NICTIONARY

The “Nictionary” was created by the “HB” herself, Nicki Minaj. It is the “Barbie Dictionary” to walk pedestrians through her vocabulary and terminologies. So, “STEP YA NICTIONARY UP!”



Official Secret Society Barbie Statement: I’m a GIRL \ and I’m RICH \ its BARBIE \ YOU little BITCH!!!!!

Adjectives

AckOrgiddyWay ItchesOrgiddyBay: \ˈaktˈ-orˈgi-dē-wā-ˈiches-orˈgi-dē-ˈbā\

The barbie pig latin term for “whack bitches”.
Baldy Locks: \bal-dē-läks\

Good head.
Fetch: \ˈfech\

a term used to describe something a bitchy Harajuku Barbie really likes.
*Only used with other HBs.



Surfboard: \sərf-bȯrd\

used to describe a hatin ass WASHED up bitch.
EX: Cowubunga! Hit the surfboard ya surfboard ass bitch!

Waffle House: \ˈwä-fəl -ˈhaus\

a clearly misguided old wrinkle.
Zoo: \ˈzü\

when exciting, crazy and fetch need to be combined to describe a noun.
*can only be said with extreme intensity.



Verbs

Bad Bitch Check : \ˈbad – ˈbich – ˈchek\

is when a bad bitch looks in the mirror prior to an event in which stacks are involved.
Barbie Backhand: \ˈbär-bē-ˈbak-hand\

The act of using intense force while unexpectedly givin da back hand to a hata.
Basement: \bās-mənt\

the act of stepping one’s twig&berries / cookies DOWN.
the opposite of penthouse used when one is too cocky.
Chin Check: \ˈchin -ˈchek\

when an HB gets out of character to explain her fabulosity.
Chuckles: \ˈchə-kəl\

when a Harajuku Barbie laughs at the expense of one of her friends.
GBR: \g-b-r\

Abbreviation for “Got a Barbie Rollin”.
Penthouse: \ˈpent-ˌhaus\

the act of stepping one’s dick or cookies all the way up.
Roger Dat: \rä′jər-ˈdat\

verbally style on a shortcake by implying she should “get like u” in 2010.
Sentence: Scuze me? Bitch! Roger dat!

Step Your Scotty Up: \ˈstep – yər – ˈskätē – əp\

refers to being up on the latest lyrics\lingo off of the new “Beam Me Up Scotty” CD.
Tumble Dry: \təm-bəl-drī\

used when speaking to WASHED bitches.
Sentence : Tumble Dry bitch! Tumble Dry!

Nouns

Alfred Bitchcok: \ˈal-frəd – ˈbich – ˈkäk\

a term of endearment from one bitchy Harajuku Barbie to another. Generally used amongst BFF’s.
Balloon Boy: \ba-ˈlōⁿ-bȯi\

the adopted lady bug of barbie nation.
the oracle.
Barbie Boom Box: \ˈbär-bē-ˈbüm-ˈbäks\

a device out of which the Barbie’s fetch music is played from.
Barbie Detention: \ˈbär-bē -di-ˈten-chən\

When the Harajuku Barbie herself puts one of her barbies on time-out for stating or doing something totally unfetch.
*only the HB can remove a barbie from Barbie Detention. Length of stay may vary.

*While on “BD” a barbie is required to do any task the “HB” asks of her in order to regain her position as a BARBIE. Tasks may vary.



Barbie Juice: \bär-bē-jüs\

ice cold pickle juice in a glass that barbies drink to experience a sudden blast of EUPHORIA.
Barbie Powers : \ˈbär-bē-pō-ər\

to beam your thoughts to another Barbie without speaking.
to put a hex on strawberry shortcakes by wiggling your fingers at them.
Been A Fan: \bēn-a-ˈfan\

term used to describe a cornball.
Sentence : “hatin on who? Dat Bitch BEEN a fan”

BFF: \b-f-f\

Barbie For FuckinEver
Bustitbarbie:\ˈbəst-ət-ˈbär-bē\

a naughty barbie who knows how to make it up on her final exam.
Cater to your Ken Day:\kā-tər-ˈtü-yər-ˈken-ˈdā\

One day a month when Barbie stops being a diva and grants her Ken’s every wish.
CopyRightin’ Infringements:\ˈkä-pē-ˈrītən-in-ˈfrinj-mənts\

girls that claim to be rappers while enlisting the help of ghost writers.
Doll House:\ˈdäl – ˈhaus\

a place where a Harajuku Barbie resides or stays while away on business.

Dolly Lama: \dä-lē-ˈlä-mə\

a barbie that makes everyone around her feel at peace.
a problem solver.
the one you call when you’re at your worst.
Fire Marshall: \ˈfi(-ə)r-ˈmär-shəl\

a term for sum1 tryna shut ya shit down.
Sentence: word? oh u on ya fire marshall shit.

Frosty Da Snowman: \fro-stē-dē-snō-man\

a girl or boy who wears blurry diamonds. Step ya clarity up.
Gabbage Patch Kid: \ˈga-bij-pach-’kid\

a bust down
a doll who wishes the barbies will adopt her.
Get off my Fone: \git-ȯf-mī-ˈfōn\

a swift dismissal of a stupid ass fone call OR comment.
Sentence: Excuse me??? Bitch!!! Get off my Fone!!!

Harajuku Barbie: \原宿\

refer to Harajuku.
Harajuku Ken: \原宿\

a man that “adds to” a “HB” by knowing when to “fall da fuk bak” and when to “step his dick up”.
HB: \h-b\

an abbreviation of Harajuku Barbie.
HK: \h-k\

an abbreviation of Harajuku Ken.
It’s BARBIE BITCH!: \əts – ˈbär-bē – ˈbich\

how Harajuku Barbies say good-bye.
Raggedy The Sp: \ˈra-gə-dē-ˈthē-ˈspī\

a name for bitches who wanna be like u, but just wont come outta the closet.
a Flip on Harriet the Spy.
Sentence: come out da closet raggedy!!! the spy!!!!

Strawberry Shortcake: \ˈstrȯ-ˌber-ē – ˈshȯrt – ˈkāk\

a broke bitch ;
one who loses sight of her goals and her CAKE by focusing on BEEF and negativity.
Stud Muffin: \ˈstəd-mə-fən\

a street savvy “man’s man” who can only be tamed by a pink lipped barbie.
Other Terms:

Barbie’s Phone Number: 718-SIT-URASSDOWN

When You Believe: by Whitney Houston & Mariah Carey

our official THEME song.
download & learn it – “story of my life”

lørdag den 25. juni 2011

R.I.P. Michael Jackson

R.I.P. Michael Jackson - king of pop, master of performing, fierce yet soft voice, iconic dancer, emotional lyrics, original style, great man with a heart of gold, huge inspiration... What can I say. Wow. There will never be another one like you, we all miss you so deeply, and your music is still relevant, fresh, inspiring and catchy to this very day. If I could meet anyone, it would definitely be you. The world lost a treasure the day we lost you. You raised the bar for all artist to come. My thoughts and thank you's go to you in heaven. Love you. <3 - Vici




Some facts from Wikipedia:

Michael Joseph Jackson[1] (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) was an American recording artist, dancer, singer-songwriter, musician, and philanthropist. Referred to as the King of Pop, Jackson is recognized as the most successful entertainer of all time by Guinness World Records. His contribution to music, dance, and fashion, along with a much-publicized personal life, made him a global figure in popular culture for over four decades. The seventh child of the Jackson family, he debuted on the professional music scene along with his brothers as a member of The Jackson 5, then the Jacksons in 1964, and began his solo career in 1971.
In the early 1980s, Jackson became a dominant figure in popular music. The music videos for his songs, including those of "Beat It", "Billie Jean", and "Thriller", were credited with transforming the medium into an art form and a promotional tool, and the popularity of these videos helped to bring the relatively new television channel MTV to fame. Videos such as "Black or White" and "Scream" made him a staple on MTV in the 1990s. Through stage performances and music videos, Jackson popularized a number of dance techniques, such as the robot and the moonwalk, to which he gave the name. His distinctive musical sound and vocal style have influenced numerous hip hop, pop, contemporary R&B, and rock artists.
Jackson's 1982 album Thriller is the best-selling album of all time. His other records, including Off the Wall (1979), Bad (1987), Dangerous (1991), and HIStory (1995), also rank among the world's best-selling. Jackson is one of the few artists to have been inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame twice. He was also inducted into the Dance Hall of Fame as the first (and currently only) dancer from the world of pop and rock 'n' roll. Some of his other achievements include multiple Guinness World Records; 13 Grammy Awards (as well as the Grammy Legend Award and theGrammy Lifetime Achievement Award); 26 American Music Awards (more than any other artist, including the "Artist of the Century"); 13 number-one singles in the United States in his solo career (more than any other male artist in the Hot 100 era); and the estimated sale of over 750 million records worldwide. Jackson won hundreds of awards, which have made him the most-awarded recording artists in the history of music. He was also a notable humanitarian and philanthropist, donating and raising hundreds of millions of dollars for beneficial causes and supporting more than 39 charities. According to David Winters, Jackson also donated tens of millions of dollars to many children’s charities anonymously, and spent a lot of his time visiting seriously ill children tirelessly going from hospital to hospital meeting these children just to brighten up their lives. When Jackson finished the visits he would ask the hospital nurses and the doctors what was needed at the hospital in terms of equipment for the children and would then make anonymous donations to the hospital to purchase expensive equipment or whatever else was needed.[2]
Aspects of Jackson's personal life, including his changing appearance, personal relationships, and behavior, have generated controversy. In 1993, he was accused of child sexual abuse, but the case was settled out of court and no formal charges were brought. In 2005, he was tried and acquitted of further sexual abuse allegations and several other charges after the jury ruled him not guilty on all counts. While preparing for his concert series This Is It, Jackson died of acute propofol intoxication on June 25, 2009, after suffering from cardiac arrest. Before his death, Jackson had been administered drugs including propofol and lorazepam. The Los Angeles County Coroner declared his death a homicide, and his personal physician pleaded not guilty to charges of involuntary manslaughter. Jackson's death triggered a global outpouring of grief, and as many as one billion people around the world reportedly watched his public memorial service on live television. In March 2010, Sony Music Entertainment signed a $250 million deal with Jackson's estate to retain distribution rights to his recordings until 2017, and to release seven posthumous albums over the decade following his death.


Enjoy 15 photos from the past.
















mandag den 13. juni 2011

Happy B-day!

Damn!
Today is my bestfriend's 16 year old birthday. We're freaking crazy. We've known each other since we started to the same school, and we will always be friends, even although there will be good and bad times. You are there for me, and I'm there for u. I know you've written a beautiful note about me, but I just can't express this friendsship with words. You have no idea what part u took in my (beginning) life. Thanks for all the great and silly times we've shared through our (almost) 16 year old lives. Even though we've had big ups and downs, like rockin' 12's in projects and dancing everywhere, or having emo-times and crying in stadiums together, I will always remember and cherish you, Sandra, you are a strong person who knows what the hell she wants. Good luck with everything, may you accomplish all your wishes, and I hope you find your dream job, maybe a writer? And find love, luck and happiness. I will support you no matter how crazy your ideas are! I know you, and I know this is the start to something big, a wonderful journey. You are Bey, I'm GaGa. You are Turk, I'm JD. You are Murdoc, I'm 2-D. Lolz.
We have 2 keep contact - who knows, maybe you'll write a script on this weird life and I'll direct the movie ;) Happy birthday! ♥ :)

Enjoy 5 pics from various times x)





søndag den 28. november 2010

Get serious


Hi people

Well, well, well, ain't that nice.
Funny-time is ovah, and we need to pull ourselves together, because now it's serious. We're ending school soon, and going to highschool (jeez idk what i can translate 'gymnasium' to). So that means that I've gotta do muuuuch better in school, read my homework, participate in classs etc. instead of drawing on the table and dreaming of a better world outside the fucking walls around morten and other teachers.
Oh yes, and it's also christmas. Sigh....... Please don't hate me for this, please don't. But I... I'm not in a christmas-mood. While everyone else is laughing, smiling, singing and cutting paperhearts, I feel like dying. I just want to sleep and cry... Maybe it's some kind of 'wintherdepression' as we call it here in denmark.
No, I don't want to get up in the morning.
No, I don't wanna hear more shit from you.
No, I don't want to get sick.
No, I don't know what I'm gonna be.
No, I don't want to talk to anyone.
No, I don't wanna eat anything.
No, I don't want to slip on the ice and bust my knees again.
No, I don't want to live....

At least not in the winther.


Jeez, I mean, I swear, that if I was older I would head over the medical and buy some antidepressive pills or something.
WE ARE NOT THE HAPPIEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD.
WE ARE NOT THE RICHEST.
WE ARE NOT RACISTS.

I hate denmark, i seriously need to get outta here....

The best living or dead hands down huh?
less talk more head right now huh?
and my eyes more red than the devil is
and I’m bout to take it to another level bitch
there you go again, aint nobody as cold as this
do the rap and the track triple double no assist
but my only focus is staying on some bogus sh-t
argue with my older bitch acting like I owe her sh-t
I heard the people sayin raps are gettin trap mayne
bought the chain that always give me back pain
f-ckin up my money so yeh I had to act sane
Chi n-gga but these hoes love my accent
she came up to me and said this the number 2
if you wanna make it number one your number 2 now
this that goose an’ malibu I call it Malibooya
God damn Yeezy How I hit em with the new style
know that muthaf-cker well, what you gon do now
whatever ever I wanna do, gosh its cool now
nah gonna do, uhh its a new now
think yo muthaf-cker really reall need to cool down
cause you will never get on top off this
so mommy best advice is to get on top of this
have you ever had sex with a pharoah
I put the p-ssy in a sarcophagus
now she claiming I bruise her esophagus
head of the class and she just want a swallowship
I’m living the future so the presence is my past
my presence is a present kiss my ass


-v

onsdag den 20. oktober 2010

Sleeping late, waking up late


Hi.

I've been away for a while, because I needed to get some time for all my little projects, and that is, for example, editing some old model pictures and putting them on Flickr, recording a musicvideo (and clipping it and everything), painting and drawing and making music in Logic... So, you see, I have my hands full ;)

You're probably wondering why, if I ever, decided to write another blog-post at 2:23 AM.
Well I really don't know either.
Right now, p.t., status quo, I'm having my potato vacation... Or autumn vacation... Whatever.... And you now it. You knoooow it. I'm talking about the "Sleeping late, waking up late" fase...

I don't know if it's wonderful, so be on the internet all night and sleep all day.
But I sure can't remember what day it is! :S



Goodnight.

Sincerely
– Lé Vici




P.S. Musicvideo out soon!
P.P.S. Listen to Calvin Harris - great stuff man!
P.P.P.S. My parents would be so mad at me for this.
P.P.P.P.S. MY FEET ARE FREAKIN ICECOLD!!! UHRRRRRRRRRR!

tirsdag den 15. juni 2010

Poem

Poem

You see the girl
She's outrageous
You see the girl
She's smiling
You see she's happy
But you don't see the scars
On the inside of her brain

She's not well
She's just saying it
Never did she want anything
From anyone, anywhere
Never did she hurt anybody
Anywhere, anytime

When she comes home
She's all alone
If you call her she wont answer
Because she's busy crying her heart out

You wont find her anywhere
She's all alone
If you see her she will look at you
But you wont feel anything

Her soul is empty
Empty, empty, empty,
And her world is crushing down,
But she just keeps on smiling
All though
There is no future

That's why she wears that thing,
That's why she wears that thing,
That's why she wears that thing,
That's why she wears that thing,
It's the damn thing that reminds her,
She can only trust herself

She has no friends,
Neither family,
She's a robot,
Do not care for her

Nobody thinks of her,
Nobody loves her,
She had so much love to give,
But noone noticed her,

She has no point in living,
And nothing worth dying for,
Nobody would care if she did,
So I guess she just keeps on going,

Tears are running down
Ruining her face
She is all alone
Nothing can change her faith

She has everything
And her health
But a part is missing
The part is the meaning
The meaning of her life
She's just a robot, doing what she should,
Noone can help her, even if they would,

She's all alone,
Alone, discarded, wanna-be, idiot
The words are getting louder,
She's all alone,
Alone, discarded, wanna-be, idiot
And the words just won't stop getting louder

She is a bird in a cage,
All the masks around her,
They're laughing,
And all she needs is a hug or two

She has no future,
The girl has no past,
And I don't know for sure,
How long she's gonna ...

fredag den 23. april 2010

Teenagers are just... nolifers


Yeah. That's really it!
I've always thought that being a teenager was extrem'ly cool, and I really wanted to be one as a kid. But.... I've just realised....
We really don't have a life.

We sit and talk, stare, buy stuff, party, get angry, become friends, fall in love, break up, being akward, listen to music, doing homework, yelling, dancing, sleeping... And yak yak yak yak yakakakakak.
That's the life of a teenager people. Or at least average.



But... we like it =)

lørdag den 3. april 2010

Ahhh holiday


AAAAhhh...

Right now I'm having a holiday from school and its lasting for about one delightful week. ^^
I havent been out much, but I have done some things. I was out shopping one day, had guests, been at a friend's home, sleeping, clearing my room, checking my music-stuff (microphone and so), sleeping, sleeping and... sleeping.
I am really happy for this vacation, and I am also stunned that the sun is (finally) coming back. Yay!!!!
When it's winther, which I hate, but don't get me wrong I love the beautiful snow and hot chocolate, everybody's getting in this "suicidal-mood". Like, getting to school too late, forgetting your stuff at home, freezing, becoming sick, slippery/muddy streets, depressed people everywhere, dead animals and poor homeless people..... I don't see the point in this "winther". But I can only guess- maybe you have to be really sick and depressed to appreciate the sun later on?

Anyway, I love vacations, and may God damn those "holiday-homeworks"!!!!
I hope you are all having a nice relaxing holiday, without wearing make-up, getting up early, but just giving yourself time to think and to make all the things YOU wanna do.

- Lé Vici :) ♥