I'm so sensitive to weather and well, summer finally - almost - made it here, too!

April brought me:
-Sun
-Two awesome and chubby nephews
-Creativity
-Craft Supplies
-Hangovers
-RA the Rugged Man
-Raver memories
-Weight loss

What May should bring me:
-Money
-Mental Sanity


I know the lack of images leave you quite empty-handed but you can follow
me on Instagram though (kokeshi_chan)

Here's a sneak peak of my new work!



I'm so proud of them and the success they had is the motivation I was waiting since... ever!
You can order yours here, just send me a PM and I'll get back at you asap.


Love,

Kokeshi.

Among other things, costancy is not really my thing and it obviously affects this blog, too.

Life was kind of static lately and I blame it on various aspects of my complicated self, such as the lack of will to push myself further in anything I do but well, I swear I'm changed.
Set apart the predictable self satisfaction everybody aim for, I want to make things happen every-fucking-day but most of all I wanna make all the people I care about the most feel loved and happy.
This sounded so gay that even the homofobic seal would approve.

Things that keep me busy and happy:


Friends.
Spring is here, finally, so my bestfriend and I can
finally enjoy veggie meals in the garden.
I miss her and out teenage days like crazy.



My man.
My everything.


DIY.
I feel the urge to be creative every single day, it's like a drug to me.
I'm obsessed with DIY and anything pratical be sure that is my thing.


Tattoos.
Because having your husband doing it as a job is a 100% pro.
(Pictures of my new pieces soon, I promise!)


Sewing/Stitching is the only thing that keep my mind clean from
bad thoughts and paranoias, my first real passion since ever.
Along with...


Music (my man is just a little bit obsessed about it too, as you can see).

And here you can see both my new creations and new pictures
from a recent shoot (Ph Paola Panicola)

Kocchan Store


Love.

I'm alive and doing fine, always lurking around but with no time to sum up things.



Kocchan

<3

Ok, right, I clearly postponed both the update and the spring cleaning but WHO CARES.
I'm feeling good and that's one hell of a news for me since the last six months sucked big times.

I've found a job (A to the M to the E to the fucking N) in a Neapolitan Restaurant 2 minutes by foot from my place. Terrific. Super busy, always running up & down but the pros are defnaltely an overwhelming majority: I can eat pizza and seafoods every day, the two halls, ground floor and firts floor, make sure I'll get rid of everything by the end of the night plus A+ ass.
Even if when I get back my one and only desire is to pass out watching movies I still got a limited level of energy that maybe some magic shellfish gave me so I can go on with my craft projects.
Other than that, I'm enjoying sunny days before they'll get TOO sunny. cooking special dinner for friends and waiting for the Tattoo Convention just to see my beloved Gogo.


Ok, this entry was SO GAY.


Today there's Pope John Paul II's beatification. Holiness all around.



Show me some love here...

Spring Cleaning Deluxe!
Detailed updated on my life when I'm done trying to recreate some floor space.



Spring Happiness



"C'mooon, let's take a serious one for god's sake, stop click frenetically" FAIL

I forgot today was the day... show me and Sean some love here


Red Lock

I'm in a rush, got to go back to Naples for a while, pack 23 years of life as soon as I can and sort out things. Sounds easy but I can clearly feel that the emotional breakdown is just around the corner.

And now... pictures.

P.S.: Support my crafty side on facebook here

The point is that everytime I think the time for an update has come 'cause I feel the urge to freeze the recent events happened in my life with words I found myself incapabale to achieve my goal.
So here's a negligent list of what I've been up to this month

• I've been in London with Sean, Gogo, Evette and Rambo and like everytime I leave the poignancy to never come back grows into me. Met tons of girls, shoot a set, spent cheesy (few) days with my girlfriend Gogo, slept in a church (I swear). Then back to reality.





• Found a job. It was slavery. Found another one. Got a call that they did not need someone anymore. Moral of the story: still looking for a fucking job.



• Went up north to meet the doggy, cats, mom and my brother for the holidays than came back to get the best present ever: gold sneakers. Along with the sneakers, a significant monkey included.






• Had a crash. The ohnotsolight Vespa fall on the shinbone. It took one month to me to realize that I was not ok and that I should have seen a Doctor. Two weeks of pain but I think *crossesfinger* I'm done with hospitals.




• Misanthropy got me back. Oh, how I missed you, my dearest friend.




• Still got cakes for sale! Check 'em out on my etsy page!



• He makes me happy and things like this makes me sad.

That's it. I know, boring, I'll do my best and I promise next time I'll come back with a persuasive story about how life is wonderful and how it is actually the best thing you'll ever have. Well yes, I'll come back with a bunch of bullshits.

Nope, I'm not dead. I'm just really bad at keeping things.
I know that after two months of pure silence now you're expecting a detailed overview of recent events but I'm sorry to disappoint you 'cause this is just not the case.


My life is a fucking mess. My heart is fucked up.



New Tattoo by my bro. Cuns.


JBRock



Me and my man. I fucking love him. (For you who don't know nope, he's not my boyfriend. He's Evidence from Dilated Peoples, you ignorants!)


I'm leaving tomorrow for London with my beloved Gogo. -6°. Weather jolt I DON'T FEAR YOU!

I'm a perfect mix of not giving a fuck, evil and madness.


Got a new tattoo



Went back to my old home in Milan.



Went back to my old room. Fuck memories.



Sewed. (Buy them here.)

I think that if there was a procrastinator award I would win it hands down. I'm 7 days away from the Japanese Market and, well, let's say that I'm not even close to the end of my never ending projects.

The Hip Hop night I organize got a kick ass start... too bad the next day everyone had such a great hangover to not even be able to go out for a walk.







I need some fresh air. Or maybe just an excuse to keep on doing absolutely nothing.


Me wants to shoot a new set.



Balance my hatred and love more