Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Fanfare

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I feel in a rather melted and deflated mood myself- much like this cute creature engineered by one of my favourite visual artists, Ginette Lapalme. I found out I have work tomorrow night but I have already had a shower this morning and the whole thing has been thrown out of whack. I'll get to work tomorrow, feel unfit and make some bad decisions with disgusting feeling hair. This isn't how I envisioned my week would be going. On the plus side, when this wholesome and ugly ordeal is over I'll have some pocket money once again to buy things. Hooray! I feel like splurging on yellow things, a relatively new Asos skirt, a handmade badge and a Christmas sweatshirt all because I can and I want to bring some more, interesting styled outfits to the table. I have the potential to do more now- you know? That's exciting and a bit dreamy.


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I have no idea whatsoever what this excerpt is from, but at the moment I can kind of identify with the narcissistic tone, but at the same time I also oppose it. This year has rejuvenated my love for blogging and I've also seen my schedule for university this year, which is four hours lighter in terms of contact hours than last year. I feel hopeful I can generate a little more hype and feedback around this blog and show what I wear more often. I plan to do this while doodling on a really expensive phone and creating images, plus dedicating one hour a week to sitting down in a comfy chair and shredding some magazines for collage creating material. I have no idea how long these trivial promises will last- but I have my goals again set for the year and I can only hope to stick to all targets as best I can and with style! I'll keep the photo inspiration pin board posts going since they help me to collect my thoughts and introduce new visual styles and aesthetic to consider. Which is always nice.


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This Friday I will look at seriously getting a new phone, but still probably hang on to my old phone because I stupidly applied to a bunch of jobs with my old mobile phone number. And I don't know how to ask to keep it. Because I am a stone-aged grandmother who had a pet dinosaur or something when it comes to phones. Computers I am fine with. I ran my hands up and down with giddy excitement when my father brought back an iPad from work but I never got the hang of socialising using a phone and texting for fun and conversation. I hope to change all this and add some contacts from Australia and around the country as blog friends to I don't know, interview and bounce ideas off of. That would be cool. Otherwise I will be stuck blinging up phones like the above photograph *cringe*.


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Yesterday I played with my fake eyelashes and I realised why it took me a solid year and a half to return to them. Even with the smallest application of the glue they stuck to anything and everything and felt unsettling heavy- but it was fun to play pretend "in the name of beauty". If you believe at all in suffering to look good to impress the masses or whatever; it's a wide open field and totally up to you. I did however, enjoy the tiny sequin hearts and pressed flowers sitting on these beauties which seem to be heavily loved in comparison to my own lash set. I also prefer sticking the tiny ornamental gems/ stickers/ flowers to my forehead in preference since I already fear the lashes falling off anyway.


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While I don't usually wrap a towel around my hair and choose to dry it straight off the bat, this is exactly how tomorrow night will go down after I finish work. Or work will be horrible and my hair will mock me and I might sob on the edge of my bed for half an hour or so. The best thing about both scenarios is in that moment I will be the furthest from having to work again and feel the richest I've felt in weeks. Not working kills me and that's probably why I searched and applied for part time positions for about two hours today. I try not to be too motivated by money since it often leaves me feeling like a bad person, but when I am fuelled by this insatiable fire I achieve things and get the job done. Whatever the job is. I've managed to stave off buying clothes and what not since I haven't been selling stuff second hand either, but I might splurge tomorrow. I already have two parcels waiting to get to me in the mail but I won't feel satisfied till I've actually bought something and enjoyed the unwrapping process. I want to purchase again, even if I have a debt to repay and some stuff I've been waiting to release. # YOLO.

 
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Aw Winona- why so perfect? If you guys read my blog a lot you'll realise my hair is extremely long and threatening to take over my state of being. The purpose of this cruel experiment on my own part was so I could curl my hair and then cut the ends once they got too haggard and awful-something which of course has not happened yet. I got lazy and forgot I have a hair straightener to play with but a little inspiration from Ms. Ryder will hopefully spur on my mood to play with my appearance a little more. It's the most drastic way to make a change I suppose other than playing with makeup like a little four year kid girl again. Which is good because it gives variation to my outfit posts and variation is the spice of life. Also wearing vests over buttoned sweatshirts seem to be the spice of life- purely because Winona Ryder is some type of celestial goddess.


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I am halfway through January and still haven't watched a single episode of Daria; this is horrifying news and totally unacceptable! I feel like Lemon Grab from Adventure Time but with less yelling and more roomy clothes. The moral outrage still stands however. Although the sad lack of monotonous tone and sad poetry would probably explain my certain affinity with the colours pink and yellow at the moment. And all this has come about without watching a single snippet of Sailor Moon either! I don't really understand what I'm doing with my time- other than watching the tennis and painting my toe nails which are both very important activities as far as time-wasting is concerned. Oh dear. I applied for about twenty part-time jobs today as well and I will probably be considered for all of two of them. Which kind of sucks because all of a sudden I'm motivated by money again like a really hungry steam train searching the hills for coal. That analogy doesn't work at all; but whatever.


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