Saturday, November 17, 2012

hey ho let's go.

My best friend and I spent the evening taking pictures downtown and it was very lovely.


candid ok

My beautiful friend, Jena.

We got a couple of colored shots, but let's face it, black and white is king.

Ah, I love the city during Christmas time! So many lights and smells and santas and wow okay I don't know how to end this so here's a picture of me being excited about Christmas
thank you and goodnight.

Monday, October 22, 2012

sewing like a pro, basically.

The new Taylor Swift album came out today. This post has nothing to do with that (Begin Again is my knew jam okay)

Moving on.

I've been keeping up with Project Runway this season (I was rooting for Dmitry heyooo) and now all I want to do is make my own clothes. Only it turns out that sewing is harder than it appears, who knew wow oh wow!
So, using my limited sewing knowledge gained from my year as a Brownie and this article from Rookie, I decided to start easy with something I've wanted to make for quite sometime, and it really surprised me how simple it was!
It took me about an hour to get the hang of it, since it's been several years since I've picked up a needle, but here is the finished product:
I've had this gorgeous fabric for a few years, but never knew what to use it for.
It looks a bit bunched because I pinned it to the dress a bit awkwardly, eh.
Not the best, of course, but I'm proud of it! One giant leap for mankind!
One day I'll make a fur coat. That's all I want in life.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

I'm only in it for the clothes, sir.

I'm supposed to be taking a test in Home Ec, so instead I'm going to show you some pictures from a photoshoot my friend and I had fun making a few months ago. Naturally.

I've always found myself saying I want to pursue a profession only to realize I only want in for the clothes. Like for  a while I wanted to be a sailor, or be in the navy. But no, actually I don't want to do that. I'm just very fascinated by nautical apparel.
More recently, I found myself wanting to be a fighter pilot. Yep. Then I realized that, actually, no, I could never fight anyone. I don't like conflict. I just like the idea of flying a plane and also have you SEEN some of the Cool Stuff they get to wear? I WANT TO BE A REBEL FIGHTER. I WANT TO SAVE MY HOME PLANET. Don't get cocky, Luke Skywalker.
Anyhow, I could never be a pilot on account of my terrible vision (what a load of baloney), so I just sit at home in my Jedi costume and cry over James Franco's beautiful Flyboys uniform what

Oh, right. Pictures. Okay.

Behold, my sailor jacket. I'm so in love with it.
These were all taken in my neighborhood.
I. am. Gene. KELLY.
My Clara Bow face.

So yes. Good.

Monday, October 1, 2012

you beautiful baby.

An antique mall near where I live was having an "everything's under $20 vintage clothing sale!!" and it was super neat and I purchased some fancy items of clothing.

The woman who sold it to me said this suit had once belonged
to the most "fashionable woman in Nashville" whoever that is
I like this photo better, but the mustard color is so darling.

This gorgeous jacket was five dollars.
a very beautiful 70's dress by Cofa's Closet

I feel so marvelous in these clothes, it's silly to think I used to be so afraid to wear things that made me happy. Why worry about what other people think about your clothes? It's none of your business what other people think of you, anyway. Wear that fur coat, Glen Coco. You're a babe and you know it.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

introducing me

In written word I'm not so clever, I regret to admit. Though writing is a large part of who I am, it's always been reserved for the Silent Me. The Loud Me is a nice enough person, thank you very much, and enjoys a rather extensive list of activities and hobbies. The Louder Me is a bit of a goof, which All of Me is proud of, I suppose. Younger Me was, indeed, a goof, only not the good kind. No, no!
Not the good kind.

All of Me is pretty happy to be here, reader, not only on this blog outlet, but the world in general. Maybe it's nothing special to be a human, but maybe it is. Oh, perhaps it's the greatest task I've ever been trusted with. Yes, yes, I am a human being and I must live! I must live, that is my goal! To live, to love everyone and everything with all of the breath in my lungs and the teeth in my mouth and the hairs on my head and the Barbra Streisand records on my shelf.

A person once asked me, "So, what's the goal?"
Pertaining to my future and what I wanted to make of myself. But wow, what a broad question! Of course, the first answer that pops into my head is, "to be happy" (nope, lied just then. The first answer was DEFINITELY something along the lines of, 'umwhatnoIwhatumwhatmakesaliiiiffffeeeee'. I'm so sorry, reader, I won't lie again.), but thinking harder and digging deeper, I couldn't find the answer. Well, I found a LOT of answers, but not THE answer. Is it true I must choose one thing, just one? Just a handful, maybe? I love so many things, but am I meant to truly excel at just the one?

I don't know. I don't. I don't know a lot of things, but I do know some things.
And in due time, reader, I'd like to teach you all of those things, and maybe you can teach me something, too.

every single cell and atom and other things in my being