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I LOVE FRECKLES!!!!! Can i have freckle-dust in a shaker so i can just sprinkle it on my face? Please oh please?

Here comes the bride, all dressed in...black leather straps..?

i came across this picture and was immediately like, holy crap, i want that to be my wedding dress. but not really. but yes.

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros

please, please listen to them. i just passionately adore them. Here is Edward Sharpe himself (Alexander Ebert) with the perpetually lovely Jade Castrinos (his girlfriend and bandmate), who just happens to be one of my many style icons. she dresses like a hippie grandma. i love it!!

Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my ma and pa, but not the way I do love you.

Back now, i think

i apologize for being such a poop and not blogging more. i had a sudden inspiration attack and a little voice in my head squeaked "blog! blog!" I absolutely flipping love this picture of agyness. inspiration people!!

I know this is a poor come-back post after 3 months absence but..

i...i......i......i.....i.................fricking love julian casablancas.

That smell of clean linens

my, my, its been awhile, huh? forgive me. my mind's been everywhere and a half lately. here's summer me. hanging out white laundry, decided to snap a few.

Monday-Red red red

Here I am wearing the lipstick Izak was wearing in the first lipstick post. And, I've finished my Week of Obnoxious Lipsticks!! I'm more comfortable with crazy-bright lip colors now. Mission accomplished!! :P

Sunday-Goldy Rose

the lipstick i used had this real pretty gold sheen through it, and the base color matched the original color of my lips pretty well. (sorry about the late posts!)

Saturday- Frosty

So today I did a slightly less obnoxious lipstick. I did a very glisten-y, almost sparkly "frosted" light pink..and once again my camera phone proves inadequate at capturing the exact shade. oh wells. I kinda like it.

Friday-Purple (Ribbit)

Yay! Today is purple day. A purple smooooch to all you lovely readers. (and is it just me, or do i totally resemble a frog in this picture?)

Thursday- Hot Pink

So today was hot pink day. And I must say... the stuff stays put. The color was vibrant all day even after eating and drinking and yapping and all that. A tad too bright to wear very often though... Also, I had to post a Marilyn-esque picture, the color reminded me of her.

Wednesday, Orange

My orange lipstick looks sorta red in photos, but i really am enjoying wearing this one. Its quirky, but still has that sort of classy-red-lipstick vibe, only fresher. Weeee.

Tuesday- Neon Pink

This felt blindingly bright when i put it on, but nobody gave me any "avoid the tranny" glances, so I think its somewhat wearable. day one, accomplished.

The Obnoxious Lipstick Project

So... I've always, when dolling myself up, kind of focused on black eye liner and nuded out my lips. Which is my favorite look for me. But anyway, being sort of a runway buff, all the bright lipstick inspired me to do a little experiment. I'm doing a week of obnoxiously bright lipsticks. Every day I wear a new color, as my brother Izak so kindly demonstrates in the above picture. (He's wearing a bright red lipstick) So I figured I'd bring you guys along with me. I actually started yesterday, and I'm going on to Monday, which is my birthday. hurrah!

View

taken from in a tree over a frozen lake.

More..

Okay, I was a tad morbid as a kid...

More old photography

in case you were wondering what i looked like when i was 11....>>

Fearless

So I recently found an old folder of photography I did when i was 12 and 13. And this one was among my favorites. I obviously messed with the colors, but i like it. More coming.

Ink Poisoning

Oh, Sharpie.....we should really stop seeing each other like this.

Ahh, its been awhile

So i 'spose I'll update you, bloggy old boy. hmmm..what's new... First of all its Thursday and even though I used to have sort of a grudge for thursdays I've come to not mind them so much. My style has gotten more raggedy over the past while. I used to have more of a cutesy feel, and it always had that edge, but now its more pronounced in its worn, scruffy scruffiness. I've become slightly enamoured with my father's closet, and I'm thankful that he's been so gracious in putting up with my stealing his clothes on a regular basis. I'm particularly fond of his sweaters, how the shoulders hang almost down to my elbows, and the bottom hits my knees. And oh, oh, SPRING is coming. Which has got me positively stuck in this floaty, sunbeam mood. Just yesterday I was walking in the woods in one of my old ripped sundresses and picking long grass to feed the horses next door. Just now I'm sipping some spicy ginger tea, and thinking about writing a letter to a dear friend that i really must get started on...but i continue putting it off for no good reason. Oh! I have an interview at this adorable, cozy cafe called Phantom Farms tomorrow morning. I'm oh so excited, and a tad nervous. They make the best pies and fudge....I really hope I get to work there. I'd have some experience for when I open my own cafe. ^-^ Heehee. I have to work early morning though....lets hope i survive. Oh, also I've been recording uke music lately. It makes me oh so happy. Too bad the quality is terribly crap, and i have no experience recording. I think if i ever had the chance to record at an actual studio...i would just shut myself in there with my ukulele (Marilyn) and stay in there for a good week. Anyway, its getting to be lunch time, so I better be off to fix something. Until next time, my dearies!

PS: The above picture is my interpretation of New York City, from a million years ago.

*great big sigh*

So, I miss my long hair. Don't get me wrong, I still adore it short. I just get bored so easily. and i wanna braid it or put it up in a bun and i cant do it!! *goes cross eyed* So I'm officially letting it grow. Then, who knows. I'll try not to dive off the nearest cliff when i wake up every morning for the next couple years till its long again.

Portraits

Okay, so its not my strong point in painting. But I love doing portraits. Trying to capture a little piece of a person in something tangible is so worth it. Someone you look up to or care for or just enjoy. The portrait here is of my friend Jordan, guitar player and foxy stringbean viking extraordinaire that i painted last year. We were quite close for a long while. Then he got a girlfriend. haha. Anyway, i had so much fun with this one. I didnt have a picture to reference, but it came rather easily. Here's to portraits!

One of Those Moods

Kid, you can't fight a tidalwave.

Bon Iver

*sigh*

I absolutely love Bon Iver's music. Abso-frickin-lutely brilliant. Go listen to it. Makes you want to just sit in a tree and watch the leaves for 3 hours.

I would name a few favorite songs, but every one is awesome.

Boys with dreadlocks

Yes, please.

Audrey Hepburn

There has never been anyone so lovely. ever. She will forever be my inspiration for trying to look pretty. But who can live up to that, right?

Crooked Teeth

Sooooo.

Everyone who ever comments on my teeth says "Oh wow, I cant believe you haven't had braces!! Your teeth are so straight!!" But they tend to overlook my bottom teeth. which are actually quite crooked. and i kinda like them that way. I want to start a crooked teeth revolution.

Blank

ever feel so blank

that you no longer want to change

that you cant inhale

around a person with bright eyes

for fear you might breathe in some color?

A Child In Red

Today a good friend of mine told me this poem was about me. I felt the need to post it.

Sometimes she walks through the village in her
little red dress
all absorbed in restraining herself,
and yet, despite herself, she seems to move
according to the rhythm of her life to come.

She runs a bit, hesitates, stops,
half-turns around....
and, all while dreaming, shakes her head
for or against.

Then she dances a few steps
then she invents and forgets,
no doubt finding out that life
moves on too fast.

It's not so much that she steps out
of the small body enclosing her,
but that she carries in herself
frolics and ferments.

In this dress that she'll remember
later in a sweet surrender;
when her whole life is full of risks,
the little red dress will always seem right.

(Child in Red by Rainer Maria Rilke)

:)