Tuesday, June 26, 2012


i just watched the commerical for the movie "somewhere" and i fell in love with the music playing in the background.


brilliance. yes?

Thursday, May 31, 2012

you must be tripping

sorry i haven't posted in a long time, i've just been really busy and now that i'm not busy i'm depressed because i have nothing else to do and i just feel like i have accomplished nothing and that i'm a loser. i'm not looking forward to summer. sad. i'm looking forward to this movie though. it makes me get into a good mood. at least when i watch it (the commercial). so you watch it and i hope it makes you feel better too.


Saturday, April 28, 2012

hymns for a dark horse

images from google. i think they are all from Lula magazine. which is the best magazine ever.

thought these were perfect for the whole spring/summer faze.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

proud puff'

this makes my hufflepuff self swell with pride (and disgust at some of the nasty parts).

Friday, April 13, 2012

blustery day

I was on style.com and I looked at Rodarte's fall 2012 rtw collection.

I know I don't keep with the times but Rodarte is one of my favorite designers and I just like looking at their collections.

I think it came out in February. Wow, I'm late.

I was a little disappointed with this collection. It was kinda boring and it just seemed like everything was done before. However, I still have favorites.

This is my favorite piece in the collection. I just love it.

This dress reminds me of the white women in the Inkheart series.

photos from style.com

it is raining today and I love it.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012


Dear Friend,

  I am writing to you because I'm out of inspiration. Probably because I did not have access to a computer today or access to the outdoors. Today was one of those days where you dread it coming up, you dread it waking up, and at the very end of it your jolly and glad that it is over. I don't like those days. You have a perfectly wonderful day and you spoil it by frowning on it and ruining it with your busyness, procrastination, and dirty work. Some days I wish I could just blow everything off and go to the park and play on the swing-sets. I'm not saying that working and being on a strict schedule is bad, it's good actually, but being so consumed with time and all that you have to do just sucks. I just think that we should just stop and relax. Like laying out in the sun in the backyard, eating ice cream, listening to music, and acknowledging that life is good.

guess who

Friday, April 6, 2012

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

i blame the government

Dear Friend,

I am writing to tell you that it's fresh outside-like spring-time fresh. I can't wait for summer. The days are getting longer and the sunsets are gorgeous. The outdoors torture me whenever I do school and I get all mad and blame the government for making us kids do school on such nice days.

My room is clean. It's a miracle.

My blue walls don't match my yellow floral sheets.

Oh well.

guess who
Happy Easter!

Sunday, March 25, 2012

from my deepest depths

Dear Friend,

  I am writing to you because it is raining and I didn't expect it to rain but I know it will stop so I just want to remember that it is raining and I bet you do too.  In fact, I should be happy that it is raining but I'm not, because I know it will stop and that my life will go on. Right now, my life is a blur. But I still have time to be indifferent to my friends and them to decide that I am a third wheel and that they, are going to be mean(to me). I didn't mean to get myself in this situation but I guess it just comes with growing up. So I'm writing to you in this pagan journal knowing that my "friends" will always be "fair weather" friends and that girls are weird. I'm trying to sort my feelings out but whenever I'm on the verge of a collapse, I go to school on Thursdays and see boys. And all my feelings lock up inside me in my deepest depths. I've also learned that your family and God will always stick with you, forever, because they are cool like that and friends aren't. In fact, so called "Christian" "friends" don't act like they are Christians, yet you're with them anyway. I wish people other than me would recognize the stupidity of these people. But alas, only me. So I'm stuck here writing to you, telling you that girls suck and that boys have the emotional range of a teaspoon.

guess who

a entry from my journal

Monday, March 12, 2012


Annabel Lee

"It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea."

- Edgar Allan Poe

After reading this poem I thought it embodied the april 2012 teenvogue photoshoot, "dreamworks". The models wore long, lacy dresses that looked like they could be from the Virgin Suicides movie. And they sat in rowboats by the sea while their hair billowed in the breeze. There faces expressed boredom, contentment, and friendship. It was beautiful. It really reminded me of the Virgin Suicides. I remember when I first read the book...

After deciding the most impossible choice of eating an Oreo or a pop tart, my world crumbled. I had so much homework, my friends annoyed me, and I had a six hour rehearsal. My life sucked. As my soul was being sucked of all the happiness it could find I stumbled into the deep oblivion of depression. I lay in my bed. Wondering if this happened to normal girls my age. I scoured the local library and found The Virgin suicides. I was going to read this book because I saw great reviews on it. I didn't know it would be this good. The girls just seemed to connect to me(HAHAHAH I AM SUCH A NOOB) (even though it was from a boys perspective) and while suicide is not right at all it was so beautifully written that after I finished it I stared at my blank wall for hours. I decided I MUST, MUST, MUST, get myself some beautiful lace dress in memory of Cecelia and her strange ways. So go read the book! GO WATCH THE MOVIE. It's like a work of art! And believe me, after reading/watching the virgin suicides you will want to wear a billowing lace dress and run in the dandelion fields.

I like that.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012


It's so nice to have your own blog. You can post basically anything on it. There is no pressure to be someone else, you can just be yourself. You don't have to meet the frou-frou standards of mega-professional blogs. I'm not saying that there is anything wrong with them. But they seem so made up, you know? They have professional taken photos, fashion week stuff, and pictures of runway models that look like aliens. I'm not saying all blogs are like this but I just want a breath of fresh air from all those blogs. They all have such high standards, but then again, they all seem the same. For me, true fashion is about individuality and and creativity. Without those two important factors fashion would be nothing. Everyone would dress like bricks, not stones. Your proably thinking what the heck? Bricks and stones? What does that have to do with anything? You see bricks are all the same, boring and colorless, while stones are all different, sizes, shapes and colors. See what I mean?