MISSLAWN X 5TH ELEMENT

Have y’all seen my HBIC on the cover of 5th Element?  Check her out!  (via Hellz)

This month the 3rd issue of highly acclaimed lifestyle magazine – ‘The 5th Element’ is out now…and this time, misslawn is the cover girl of the issue. misslawn sat down with The 5th Element to give them the 4-1-1 on what’s really up with BOTB and HELLZ BELLZ, and give them some insight into the future. Read the interview HERE!

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The Break Up — Part 1

Check out part one of this month’s Hellz story!  And don’t forget to check back every Thursday for the rest.  Enjoy.

If I wasn’t staring at this bunch of asparagus, I wouldn’t miss you right now.  Because when I used to crave asparagus, we would just go down to our favorite joint and get some — chilled asparagus with shrimp and crab and white truffle aioli.  Fancy mayonnaise is what you called it, and I’m thinking about that as I do my grocery shopping.

I’m mad at myself because maybe I wouldn’t miss you at all, if I had just stayed home and ordered Chinese food or pizza.  Because every time I get into my car to do something, I’m reminded of you.  And even after I get to where I’m trying to go and do what it is that I’m trying to do, you somehow find your way back into my brain.   Whenever I sit and start to think, it’s right back to missing you.

Read the rest HERE.

like a bat outta HELLZ

Lawn  – YOU BE KILLIN’ EM!!!!!   Hellz has done a collab with Mata Hari for the only bag I’ve wanted to actually purchase in the last 2 years.  Real talk, I haven’t bought a bag since 2009!!   GET YOURS!  I just did.  =) 

This Spring, women’s apparel label HELLZ introduces the brands expansion by collaborating with luxury handbag line, Mata hari. The collaboration features a collection of three handbags made of high quality leather in bold sleek bodies. Within the collection is the bucket bag featuring stainless steel cone studs along the bottom, the quilted clutch-wallet with a studded detachable glove, and the bondage inspired satchel.

Founding HELLZ designer, Lanie Barcena uses her admiration for vintage haute couture  as her main source of design inspiration for each bag. Her goal for the collaboration was to create timeless tailored handbags with an edge that every woman could appreciate.

This May, the collaboration is set to release through select HELLZ retailers, but for three days only, HELLZ will take pre-orders of each handbag at a limited discounted price. Pre-sale will begin March 8th, until Friday March 11th through brands online boutique.

Shop now to get your HELLZ X Mata hari bag first!

Are you a babe on a budget right now? If you don’t have the cash now, but would like to put in a pre-order within the next month, be sure to email nicole@Hellz-Bellz.com to hold a handbag to purchase later!

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Oh Na Na.

I’ve been neglecting to share with you all my Hellz short stories and I’m sorry!   Here’s an excerpt from part one of December’s Story, which went up yesterday.  Check back every Thursday for the rest!

Click here to read the full article.

It’s just that…. you made rules for yourself.  Rules like never letting anyone in again.  Ever.  Rules that state to always be your own woman, instead of a man’s woman.  Rules that say to never let a man’s kiss fool you.   Rules that forbid feelings and built walls instead of bridges.  Rules that you made after learning a few things from the last one.  Rules that promised the next one is gonna be different.

Fuck you and your rules.  Please. 

“Good weed, white wine.  I come alive in the night time.  Ok away we go.  Only thing we have on is the radio.” 

And there it is.   Breaking through your body and those walls around your heart…

Penetration.

Hellz Holiday 2010 – Culture Vultures

While it isn’t until now that we’re starting to feel the cool presence of Fall, we’re excited to rush into winter. Celebrating an eclectic range of influences, HELLZ calls upon all leaders of the melting pot nation we live in to introduce the Holiday collection, ‘Culture Vultures.’ As the brand evolves into a sleek feminine line,HELLZ remains, revisiting the brands graphic tee roots with witty pop culture commentary and classic HELLZ sensibility.

Psst.  Y’all know my birthday is comin’ up right?  =)

We Were On a Break

Hellz Short Story for August!   Check it!

Read the rest of it here!
Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

We Were On A Break — pt 1

Posted by raaachem on 5th August 2010

“I need space.”

The funny thing about hearing the word space, is that it automatically makes room for itself.  The word space creates space – in your life, in your heart and even in this room, it shows itself.   Here it is now,  filled with a deafening silence. 

“So you want to break up with me?”  I asked.
“No.  I don’t want to break up.  I just want… a break. You know, to figure it all out.  To figure out if this is what I really want.”  

I swallow back a throat full of tears and say exactly what I think he means.
“To figure out if I’m what you really want?” 
“Yeah.” 

He said this with so much conviction and without any hesitation.  There was no doubt in his eyes, no emotion on his face.  He needs space and instantly, there is an infinite amount of space between us despite him sitting accross the table.

Space.

And there it is.

I’m staring at this man.  This man that I love whom I’ve shared the last three years with.  I’m staring at him, searching for the man I used to recognize.  That man wouldn’t have needed space and that man wouldn’t have even WANTED space but this man?  This man can’t even stand to look at me, and I can’t even stand to be here. 

I pick up my purse, throw the pieces of my shattered heart in, and run.   With each step the space between us increases.  I laugh at the irony of it all. The tears finally find their way out of my throat , make their way up and out of my eyeballs and fall onto my face when I finally make it home. 

My roomate looks startled to see me and asks me why I look so shitty.

I start to answer her and try to explain the best I can.  But with each spoken word, the “space” gets realer, and wider, and longer, and deeper. 

“We’re on a break.”