The perfect time will not come. It never does. Paths are made by walking.

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I googled “creative entrepreneurship” and found Jonathan Mead, Illuminated Mind. I am seriously blown away by his thoughts and thinking. I now realize that I’m not the only one who is “discontent” with “how things are”. The creative entrepreneur seeks to break traditions and form unique identities within society- new ways that challenge social norms such as the 9 to 5 or work should suck, or we live to work.  Shouldn’t life just be LIVING OUT WHO YOU ARE TO THE FULLEST? Not just pretending you are some domesticated mute slavishly obeying rules?

Jonathan Mead- The problem arises when you realize that

everyone else has an idea of what you should be doing

with your time. In other words: if you don’t choose a 

purpose, someone else probably has one for you.

I realized that it’s not that hard to pay yourself to be

who you are. As soon as I chose a purpose for myself, it

became easy for me to see all the ways I could provide

value to others while following it.

You have to choose your purpose. You have to choose

the way you contribute value that is meaningful to

others. You have to find a way to pay yourself for the

value you share.

I want to help you make the change you want in

your life. Please don’t read this as entertainment. Do

something with it.

Because if you don’t implement, nothing will change.

No action, no results.

The perfect time will not come. It never does.

Paths are made by walking.

The Zero Hour Work Week- FREE

http://illuminatedmind.s3.amazonaws.com/0HWW.pdf

Japan Gots Their Hats On

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I love these hates!  I have 2 fedoras from Japan like the ones below. I found this ridiculously CUTE website called www.ca4la.com.  J’ADORE with a big ADORE.  Here are some of my selections:

Taiwanese Vermicelli

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Secret Recipes from My Mom

Taiwanese Fried Rice Noodle (Vermicelli)

Materials: Vermicelli, dried tiny shrimps, soy sauce, hondashi seasoning, mushroom, cabbage, meat, onions, dried onions.

1. Soak the vermicelli in hot water

2. Soak the tiny shrimps in hot water. Soak the mushrooms in hot water to soften.

3. Cut the cabbage in two and wash. Cut into tiny tiny slices.

4. Slice onions into tiny slices.

5. Throw mushroom (which has already been cut into piece) and onions into pan.

6. Start frying and also throw dried onions (you can get this at Asian markets).

7. Now add a little oil.

8. Continue pan “frying”, add cabbage pieces and vermicelli (having soaked in hot water).

9. Use chopsticks to sift through the pan and even things out.

10. Sprinkle soy sauce and soy saucer (the thicker type). Add some hondashi and pepper.

11. Add water if needed as you cook. I think that’s it!

Re-Thinking Reality

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Look, I’m not asking you to become someone else. 

I’m asking you to think about why you do what you do.

Why do you laugh at “rape jokes”, make fun of women with flat boobs, why do you, though contrary to what you want to do, not stand up for what’s right. Because you know, you would never talk about your mom or sister like that.

How about this- why do you idolize celebrities? What is in their life that you don’t have? Is it money? Is it fame? Is it clothes? Why do we idolize them as though they are more than human? Goddesses and Gods?

How about this- why do you go to school, good schools, to get good jobs, to earn lots of money, to retire? Why do we do that? Is there any real meaning in life? And what is it?

I can say that, walking the path of “re-thinking my reality” was not easy. First, I had to be bullied when I moved to America, because I was foreign and from another country. I was Asian, so I was called “fob” even though I was born in Germany. I spoke little English, wore weird clothes and never fit in like the rest of society. I was a creature from Mars. Many of my acquaintances will testify of that, actually some of them are even my Facebook friends now (some who once bullied me).

So then, I could never really fit in, because I was already born in Germany, lived in Taiwan, and spoke little English- and physically, I wore weird clothes, everything added together was like….one big PROOF that I just did not fit in.

However, because I didn’t fit in, I was able to bubble my thoughts away from mainstream, conformist thought. I was able to think clearly in my room, walk observantly amongst crowds of conforming middle schoolers, and become my own “freak” of sorts. I re-thought my reality and became in tune with God who created me this way. I began to realize that perhaps I wasn’t that unwanted, that hated, that unloved, that outcasted…perhaps I really did have a home, a God who loves me.

That love came, poured, all over my life. In the worst of heartbreaks, turmoil, poverty, and suppression. Broke free and gave me freedom to be the woman I am today.

This is the same freedom I hope that each person I ever bump into will live in. This is the same freedom I want to give to every abused woman, survivor, victim of human trafficking, home, community. I was freed to free others.

I had a dream yesterday, 9/11 I will either be in another country or going to Asia to work with organizations that fight human trafficking. It’s going to happen.

Like A Tadpole, Burning Up Everything In My Way

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As I danced to the throngs of music, basked in hot light

swimming in contented coffee mugs and peoples’ co-op,

I thought about my life, though small, like a tadpole, being flung to new countries and heights

My world was still too small, tiny, like the speck of dust and sand sinking to new degrees

No, this was not enough.

Though I had thrown myself off the cliff and into the unknown

this island, this vast land was still too small for my liking

Better a shark backpack than a teddy bear sitting still.

His eyes a glaze, my eyes wandering. When will I ever settle for the norm?

Her majesty slapped me in the face and screamed “are you out of your mind?- you’ll never be normal, you just be yourself”.

That’s when I awoke in fear and trembling, out of a dream so true, I knew it was real.

My soul, atmosphere is shifting, so fast, I can’t grab onto anything.

I just let my stability move me into strange and awkward places, places so foreign

I can’t help but throw up indigestible norms, that never belong in the first place.

I can’t help but feel a little lonely, my mind is shifting too fast, I’m becoming an alien

existing on earth, but finding no spaceship to fly away.

I am a fire being lit and burning every thing in my way down and up.

Hope In the City PHOTOS

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My Designs- Photo Credit Rustin Michael

http://prints.rustinmichael.com/HITC2011

Hope In The City is the premiere charity fashion event and community for the city of Los Angeles. Organized by Mosaic, Hope In The City creates a space for fashion designers, fashion enthusiasts, models, hair & make-up artists, photographers, and all to come together and use their unique gifts to serve the city and connect with one another to build a community of hope.

Over the last four years Hope In The City has become a loving force in the L.A. Fashion community — giving much needed opportunities to experimental and emerging designers to showcase their collections as well as opportunities to “behind the scenes” artists to display their talents. In the Spring of 2010, Hope In The City joined LA Fashion Week as an official showcase.

My Tumblr

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I BELIEVE IN FAIRY TALES. NOT.

So I started blogging more on Tumblr because it is easier to use. I got super inspired by some traveler’s blog and thought, how did I not post all my travels? Because internet was super slow in China. Also I didn’t have a computer in Europe. I was basically homeless wandering the countries.  So if you want, you can follow me on twitter or tumblr because WordPress will be my “main blog” for my fashion/art work. Thanks! 🙂

http://jagree.tumblr.com/

Hope in the City Fashion Show March 2011

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More pictures to come from professional photographers.

My design above.

Thank you for enjoying!

One World- Unite the Artists

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One World- Unite the Artists.

Perhaps those that want to express the essence of life, both the pain, the hardships, and the beauty of life

Come out, from your hiding cave.

Maybe we’re really the last hope of this world. Consumed by practicalities, money, and surviving.

Let us not survive, let us struggle, let us grow, let us thrive.

Artists, arise.

Jafar Panahi- IMPRISONED FOR 6 YEARS

It is hard to fathom the idea of being incarcerated for six years simply for speaking my mind, or to be banned from making films for 20 years.” – Oscar-winning filmmaker Paul Haggis (“Million Dollar Baby,” “Crash”)

Help free expression prevail over persecution. Defend human rights in Iran and the world over with a gift to Amnesty International.

I have often gotten in trouble for opening my mouth, but I could never imagine being imprisoned and silenced for making a film.

Distinguished filmmaker Jafar Panahi and his artistic collaborator, Mohammad Rasoulof, were each sentenced to an exceptionally harsh six years in prison because they make socially critical films in Iran, where a brutal artist crackdown is escalating.

Jafar and Mohammad were also outrageously forbidden to travel, make movies or even speak to the press for an unimaginable period of 20 years.

They broke no laws. They expressed their views peacefully. Yet they are paying an awful, inhumane price for exercising their human rights.

Stand with me today against this travesty of justice. Don’t let Iran silence filmmakers and smother free expression. Help secure basic human freedoms for Jafar and Mohammad and artists the world over with a gift to Amnesty International.

Gagging artists and suppressing art are corrosive and dangerous threats to civil society. Repression of dissent is growing at a frightening rate in Iran.

Still, we know the voices of freedom and human rights can overcome the forces of persecution and injustice. Iranian-American journalist Roxana Saberi was once held in Iran’s notorious Evin prison on trumped-up charges of espionage. Roxana was freed after Amnesty International and other organizations rallied for her unconditional release.

I urge you to raise your voice now, for Jafar and Mohammad and courageous human rights activists everywhere, to say, “Stop.”

Joining you are Sean Penn, Harvey Weinstein, Martin Scorsese, actress and AIUSA spokesperson Nazanin Boniadi and dozens of other artists. These great talents are working with Amnesty to raise awareness of Jafar and Mohammad’s plight and dial up the international pressure on the Iranian government to drop the preposterous charges against the filmmakers.

When we shine our lights together, we can open prison doors and set the innocent free. No special effects needed, just the unwavering commitment of human rights defenders like you.

Please make your contribution today and help Amnesty continue this vital work.

From- Amnesty International.