Hey guys, what's up? It's the Wabi-Sabi pod with KANNus Kamaid. This is episode 34. It just took me six tries to get this podcast going. The mic fell in my head. The actual microphone wasn't working. I had to delete tons of imagery and recordings off of a cam card. Can't find the rest of my cam cards. Couldn't find my recorder. And also had to reset up my mic in full because the mic stand is falling apart. It is cheapo deluxe. And this is just what happens in reality.

I also didn't have like the greatest week.

It wasn't terrible, but there are certain parts of this week that really sucked.

And the best part about becoming an adult means you can better handle situations where things don't

really go your way. So what I'm going to talk about today is how everything is perfectly

imperfect. Welcome to the Wabi-Sabi podcast. In episode 34, we're going to talk about how

everything is spaghetti at the wall.

So what you guys don't see is a lot of the shit that I have to go through in order to make

everything look fucking fabulous in front of the camera, in media on the podcast, when my writing

goes out to Vogue or when I'm on e-news or when we're working with

Create Cultivate or the Covator Shasato, SK2, Tacha, Sephora, all of that is stuff I just did

this week. And it's tough. You know, this isn't easy to manage. And I make it look great. And that's

because I'm a child of immigrants

and I would be ashamed if I didn't put something incredible out there with my name on it.

I remarkably had time to watch a movie on a flight, which I chose to watch McQueen, a documentary

on Lee Alexander McQueen, who I highly recommend you all check out. As artists, it's really

nice to see somebody that really did not give a fuck about the fame and in fact would rather

not have it because profoundly he always wanted his work to speak for itself. He was an artist.

He was a designer and he was at the forefront of creation and didn't really give a fuck what other people thought about him until he got really,

really well known. It was painful and hard to watch my hands on my heart.

And what an incredible artist and a legacy to carry on. And I pray for his whole family and his

legacy to live on forever because he lived and breathed and bled out his work to the world and sometimes doing so and seeing success

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