Friday, October 31, 2008

Little Girls Don't Know How To Be Sweet Girls

I'm baaaackkkk. Did you miss me? Of course you did.

So I decided it was time to finally whip out the camera and see what the big deal was. Yeah. I don't like instruction manuals. They are sort of boring. So I just looked up where the selftimer was and decided that was enough learning for today.

Let me apologize for how horrible the pictures are. I seriously had five minutes to do it before the rain started and therefore no time for hair fixing and no time to hide the bags under my eyes from insomnia of all this week. So yes, I realize how ridiculous I look.
Thank god it's Friday.

Ah yes, happy halloweeeeen.




headband made by anan, skirt made by anan, top cut apart/retied by anan, belt thrifted

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Got My Flash On, It's True

My. New. Baby. Petpet.

Friday, October 24, 2008

I'm Still Alive

I'll be back forreals in about a day or two. With goodies. Including pictures of a new haircut, gifts from the SMB, and my homecoming dress that I made.

Forgive me? Here have a pretty picture.


[Vogue Nippon, September 2008]

(PS: Heh. Portal, anyone? The cake is a lie.)

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Love Your Hair.. No I Uh Love The Air.

Repeat to self. Four day weekend.


top: Charlotte Russe
skirt: gointernational

Monday, October 6, 2008

My Reds And Grays (So You Don't Hurt So Much)


Is it just me being silly and overanalytical or is this picture totally symbolic. Light vs Dark. Good vs Evil. The crumbling of society. Society vs Nature.

Hee. I blame annotating 98 pages of The Scarlet Letter. (I kind of hate this book.)

shirt: Don't actually remember.
shorts: I lied. I yoinked these from my mother too. Back from her college days. They are actually disgusting. And of course that means I love them.
belt: thrifted
shoes: BCBG

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Cause You're Hot Then You're Cold

What. The. Hell.

Just looked at the 10 day weather forecast. It's going to be in the 80s. Lower lip is definitely trembling. Sigh.

This bipolar weather is actually quite fitting with my mood. Yay for parallels?



shirt: yoinked (legal stealing!) from my mother, I'm pretty sure she made it cause it's super uneven on both sides. So comfortable. Yay for the one piece of clothing of my mother's that I would actually wear.
thick knit tights: totally forgot. Super comfy.
jacket: thrifted. I absolutely love the cut of the jacket. The huge collars button down and stay put!
shoes: isaac mizrahi

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Pitterpat (The Angel On My Shoulder Is Haunting Me Tonight)


I woke up in the middle of the night and proceeded to be very confused about why it was so loud outside. And then I realized it was raining, proceeded to flip out because I thought I left my pumps in the backyard and ran outside. (Pumps were safely in my closet.) But that gave me an excuse to frolick and then run back into the comfort of my bed.

I didn't realize how much I've been waiting for cold weather to come back. (In a week I will be complaining about how much I miss the sun.) Tights, scarves, jackets, legwarmers squee!

This morning/afternoon was glorious. It kept raining for short bursts and then the sun would come back. Perfect for photoshooting, no? (I cannot wait to do a photoshoot in the pelting rain. Squee.)






coat- great-grandma's
sweaterdresswornasskankytop:] -Nordstrom

I. Want. To. Marry. This. Coat. And have little half-human half-coat babies with it. It's ridiculously over-sized. It's bright white with amazingly huge black buttons. It's heavy. And I love it.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Maybe I'm Amazed


Being the ever-observant (seriously though, the guy notices everything I wear to the point that I actually dread his clothing critiques, to no avail however because he never ever lets on his final judgement...he thinks he's hilarious.) SBM commented that I had not updated this blog in awhile. It's true. I've been busy with.. things. When I asked the SBM what I should blog about he replied jokingly (I think) “How awesome your boyfriend is.” Funny he should mention that, for I had already been debating that very topic. Pro: Pretty much extremely true. Con: Um. Melting into puddles and causing people to zomit with squee and awws.

And yet...

I didn't give up my seat on the bus for an old lady. I'm by no means someone you would pick out in a crowd. My taste in music is questionable. I secretly fast-forwarded through the old people parts in The Notebook. I'm not a particularly outstanding citizen. So how in the hell did I get so lucky?!

I mean it's not like there are not plenty of other options for him. However, after much thought, I've concluded that it must be my pretty hair. Sensible, I know.

Oh dear, this will not be good for his ego. Please tell him that he is overweight tomorrow.

[Don't worry, next post will be filled with shoe porn and fetish footwear!]