Had a really strange dream last night figured i’d share.
Basically it was like watching a movie:
There was this white guy who was a high school teacher, gray hair and a ponytail, but he was also a science genius.
I’m sure he got kicked out of MIT for drugs or acid or something because he was in his 50’s.
He was taking care of some pathetic little 9yr old white boy, you know the ones who always look sad and then at some part of the movie end up doing something heroic.
Anyways the teacher found something crazy going on with the planets and tried to warn everyone but no one listened so he bounced back to the school to try and show the board of ed.
Anyways meanwhile Obama was driving around D.C. with a white Ford F150 pickup truck being followed by a secret service Suburban.
Michelle Obama and one of his daughters were playing by this fountain and they were late so Obama drove by in the truck and Michelle is all like, “You know your father hates it when we’re late.”

So then it goes back to the teacher guy trying to warn everyone for me only to be woken up by, “Kayoum wake up!”
It was my roommate Mike, telling me to go look at a video he had just posted on Facebook.
When i went back to sleep an hour later the movie did not continue to my dismay.

My brain works in an even more odd fashion in my sleep.

Blunt, by Marc Jacobs. Hahaha.

1. The Strokes - “You Only Live Once”
2. Animal Collective - “Daily Routine”
3. Good Old War - “No Time”
4. Sounds Like Funeral Music - “Jack the Ripper” (DEMO)
5. Ryan Leslie - “Out Of The Blue”

Click on songs to direct link to iTunes. (#4 not available)

“Hi, I’m a perfectly nice plant in the lobby of an apartment building where a party is happening that only happens to have a small group of people that don’t smell intensely of foul body odor.”

This plant ended up in my car because it looked better in my kitchen than in that apt. building lobby.
I’ve never been to a place where I could smell people to such a degree.
I’m pretty sure everyone there could afford Axe.
I can afford Axe, so can Brandon.
That means anyone can afford Axe.



Also, I don’t use Axe, but i wouldn’t mind a sponsorship from rLp Black cologne.
Yea, someone hook that up for me please, its tighttttttt, WAR knows!

This dude I met a few weeks back who owns a tattoo shop i was “visiting” is gonna be in the Guinness book some day.
He not only is covered in tattoos up to his neck and down to his toes, he took the extra step of having them redone completely in glow in the dark ink so that when he walks, well… into clubs, 16yr old stoner bedrooms, and places with black light that his arm looks like this!

He makes me want to listen to Pink Floyd, almost… but i don’t do acid.





DISCLAIMER: This blog was in no way, shape, or form meant to discriminate anyone that may do acid, or Pink Floyd.

Haven’t updated in a while, been so busy with everything. Recently though, I got the honor of attending a fashion show with my boy JC in Boston. My friend Faye Guanipa, was one of the designers who has been up to some really inspiring work. I posted a couple other of the designers below her as well that i thought had some really striking designs.

Love the atmosphere of fashion shows, everyone there is so into the pieces coming out behind the curtains and they’re really excited for something new and interesting. Its like watching creation just walk out in front of you.

Comments concerning photo quality, or lack there of, may be directed to Apple.
Top photo is from Faye’s collection, her stuff is so clean but still so unique.









I’d just also like to make a formal and state that I am not excited for Halloween as it gives girls a reason to dress like sluts for no reason. Though you’d think this would make me happy, it is quite the opposite as I’m sure one day to spite me God will ensure that i have a daughter and she will proceed to use my money to buy “sexy” outfits.