0
My Epic Shoot, Hermès Bag, Salvatore Ferragamo Blazer. So HARD!--->More later on!!!
Posted by Marcovany
on
Monday, November 30, 2009
in
"Ma vie" My life,
Label spotlight,
Men's Accessories,
Men's Fashion
Photographer: Eric M.
Makeup: Sasha G.
Lighting: Allie, Ajax[lol--Still a funny name to me!]
Honorable mentions: Caleb J. Princess J. Sheina P. Tiffany P. Adam W.
Robin Thicke - Sex Therapy
Posted by Marcovany
on
Thursday, November 19, 2009
in
Men's Accessories,
Men's Fashion,
Tunes,
Video,
Woman's Accessories,
Women's Fashion
Here lies a Man...{Memoirs of a sane Psychopath}
Here lies a Man...
Here I lay, Whereas the soil meets thy earth
Were I am still and immortalized in my eternal rest.
My remains are preserved within thy pretty lumber.
I do not feel the wind, nor the sun; or smell the
blossoms of bountiful plateaus.
My life is tranquil, tame and routine.
My kin has forgotten my touch,
my embrace; my warmth.
All I leave are the mere possessions I prized once awake,
now they are of no need, so they stay ageless;
My grasp is cold, my breath is of awkward debris—
my body decays to the constant attack of my very own companions;
they squirm, slime, tickle and devour my physical dwelling without apology,
for they too; must live.
My absence has no effect to the men of land
Grandfather time cares not as he forwards--my name becomes
distant, distorted;lost.
My company was unkind for my first decennary,
now wilted with the roots of ages, they are pleasant and delight me
in thy strangest fellowship.
No sorrow's, worries, anger or regrets where I lay--the smell of amber;
weeds, dead forest trees, countless winters,
sunsets and flaky generations of leaves give me—nothing.
the sweet laughter of child's play ignites my envy.
The gallant poise of a man's great walk; deters my mental vista.
The gentle kiss of one to another on thy brow; makes the most
sane part of me shake thy fertile dirt upon my domicile.
To relish of life's pleasurable confection for a day;
I would spend a century's labor asleep; dormant.Dead.
My frail body, limits my movements to naught;
an act so terrible, so vile, I curse the reaper of souls—
for I am without; element—
I lie once a man, a soul; of flesh,bones and heartbeat;
now--A memory of the earth.
As thy man walks past my home, he can heed
the warning etched on thy tombstone
"Here lies a Man—who mistook life for death.
And death for life"
-Marcovany Eugene (2009)
Writers Guild of America, East.
Here I lay, Whereas the soil meets thy earth
Were I am still and immortalized in my eternal rest.
My remains are preserved within thy pretty lumber.
I do not feel the wind, nor the sun; or smell the
blossoms of bountiful plateaus.
My life is tranquil, tame and routine.
My kin has forgotten my touch,
my embrace; my warmth.
All I leave are the mere possessions I prized once awake,
now they are of no need, so they stay ageless;
My grasp is cold, my breath is of awkward debris—
my body decays to the constant attack of my very own companions;
they squirm, slime, tickle and devour my physical dwelling without apology,
for they too; must live.
My absence has no effect to the men of land
Grandfather time cares not as he forwards--my name becomes
distant, distorted;lost.
My company was unkind for my first decennary,
now wilted with the roots of ages, they are pleasant and delight me
in thy strangest fellowship.
No sorrow's, worries, anger or regrets where I lay--the smell of amber;
weeds, dead forest trees, countless winters,
sunsets and flaky generations of leaves give me—nothing.
the sweet laughter of child's play ignites my envy.
The gallant poise of a man's great walk; deters my mental vista.
The gentle kiss of one to another on thy brow; makes the most
sane part of me shake thy fertile dirt upon my domicile.
To relish of life's pleasurable confection for a day;
I would spend a century's labor asleep; dormant.Dead.
My frail body, limits my movements to naught;
an act so terrible, so vile, I curse the reaper of souls—
for I am without; element—
I lie once a man, a soul; of flesh,bones and heartbeat;
now--A memory of the earth.
As thy man walks past my home, he can heed
the warning etched on thy tombstone
"Here lies a Man—who mistook life for death.
And death for life"
-Marcovany Eugene (2009)
Writers Guild of America, East.
Lady Gaga - Bad Romance[Dope Vid!!]
Posted by Marcovany
on
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
in
Art,
Cool,
Design,
High Heels,
Men's Fashion,
Woman's Accessories,
Women's Fashion
Hallmark recordable books [$30]
Posted by Marcovany
on
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
in
"Ma vie" My life,
Art,
Commercial,
Design,
Gadgets,
Gift ideas
Label spotlight]Luke Simon Spring/Summer '10 Viral---Lovin' this line.
Posted by Marcovany
on
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
in
"Ma vie" My life,
Art,
Design,
Label spotlight,
Men's Accessories,
Men's Fashion,
Tunes,
Video
Green hanger
Hangers for the environmentally conscious person, made without "Glues" or "Inks" this hanger replaces conventional wire and plastic hangers.
Green Hanger
Alexander Campaz Spring/Summer 2010 [Video Lookbook]
Posted by Marcovany
on
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
in
Art,
Men's Accessories,
Men's Fashion,
Tunes,
Video
Dope Flyer!!!SAMENTHA'S 22ND BIRTHDAY
|||FOR ONE NIGHT, ALL OF BOSTON WILL STOP FOR A NIGHT CALLED|||
"SEX AND HER CITY"---CELEBRATING SAMENTHA'S 22ND BIRTHDAY.....
IT'S GOING DOWN SUNDAY NOVEMBER 15TH | 33 LOUNGE | 33 STANHOPE ST| BOSTON, MA
"COME HELP CELEBRATE SEMANTHA'S SEXINESS IN HER CITY!!!"
KONPA-ZOUK-CABO ZOUK-REGGAE-R&B-HIP-HOP-CALYPSO.
21+
YOU DEF DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS!!!
Rihanna - Wait Your Turn
Posted by Marcovany
on
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
in
Art,
Cool,
Design,
High Heels,
Natural Beauty,
Tunes,
Video,
Woman's Accessories,
Women's Fashion
UPDATE:"RISQUE" @ SORRISO- HALLOWEEN NIGHT 10.31.09
Posted by Marcovany
on
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
in
"Ma vie" My life
Dear Friend---By Areka Bannister. [Hi Reeky, love this!!!]:-D
Dear FriendFriend/ I want to be your friend/ your best friend/ your close friend/ your girlfriend/ someone who would stay up odd hours of the night/ talking about nothing/ everything/ possibly/ that true friend/ you need/ with no hesitation/ i fall at your knees/ no...nothing sexual/ but I am ready to please/ you/ awake something within me/ and we seemed so good/ together/ at least to me/ two pots in a peas.../ oops ma bad/ i meant/ two peas in a pot/ there I go again/ twisting my saying/ and there you are/ ready to correct/ me/ knowing that thats my habit.../ heyyyy friend/ lets talk/ one on one/ you and I/ confession/ as it always seems to be/ the case/ I look to you/ not up/ but to/ not as a role model/ but someone who has the ability to model the role most guys cant seem to hold/ your different ;)/ am i speaking too highly of you?/ if thats the case/ i apologize/ let me back track/ this is still all to raw for me/ to handle/ but..I'm handling/ same goes for you/ your handling/ just know/ I'm still that true friend/ with hopes of becoming that friend.
-Areka Bannister
-Areka Bannister
Anastasia Walker
Posted by Marcovany
on
Friday, October 30, 2009
in
Aspiring Models,
Cool,
Natural Beauty,
Woman's Accessories,
Women's Fashion
Anastasia is an aspiring Model from Boston, Ma-----Her strong traits are her Lips, slender body, smile, subtle dimples & an edgy/sporty personality[Oooo & A Great Facebook buddy..lol--;-) ]. With an inner spark of natural -&- uber chic taste--this is one model I can see On Seventeen or CosmoGirl mags across the nation..Watch out!
Photography: Devin Rogers
Other Featured Model: Hillary Banks
Armani Exchange Holiday 2009 Campaign---Sex on the dance floor--Hmmm;-).
Posted by Marcovany
on
Thursday, October 29, 2009
in
Cool,
Design,
Men's Accessories,
Men's Fashion,
Woman's Accessories,
Women's Fashion
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)