meme

I say Disney Land has outlived its usefulness and appeal to a person when that individual reaches his/her mid 20's. The happiest place on earth rings hollow to someone like me whose favourite place to be is her bedroom. Perhaps it's because the connotations of the bedroom allude to tranquility, safe haven, slumber and many other down-time themed concepts. To me, those things mean so much more than just having a place to rest, they are part of one's inner peace.

And what would a bedroom be if it didn't have a wicked closet...or two?

A matching dresser/bed set is always nice. If your furniture consists of mainly scraps and hand-me-downs, you can achieve having matching sets by applying the same coloured paint. This is what I did. Can you believe that dresser used to be a black filing cabinet?!

silly face time

This is the face of someone who recently just painted her bedroom furniture and slept to the scent of undried paint. Either that or someone is making a face at her that's really, really funny.

Now that the paint scent molecules have combined with some of her neurotransmitters in the motor cortex of her brain, she's now unable to control her movements and postures. Rendering her unable to stand still instead she's swaying from side to side. Either that or she's just trying to a "dynamic" picture of her outfit.

How is she standing on a slanted floor? Perhaps days of paint-breathing have given her the super power of having extremely having and sticky feet. Either that or her camera was tilted slightly to the left, creating an optical illusion that the floor is slanted but rather the right side is actually further away from the camera than the left side.

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This is important: GRANTS NOT LOANS!!!! FTW!

Cat Eye Classes

I enjoy certain sensations. I like feeling my fingers digging into bread dough or rice, lentils, beans, pretty much any type of grains. It is a very satisfying tactile emersion. Other than putting my hands in stuff, I also find the sensations involving using a brush to paint on surfaces very appealing. I recently painted my bed and dresser. They are now a uniformed colour of pastel seafoam green with black trims and deco. I like them. Perhaps I will take a picture later to show you how wonderfully minty they are.

I will always be a school girl.

These shoes are old and I always trip wearing them because the tips are unglued.

This brooch is the cat's meow.

Art Nouveau

After months of waiting; I'm back to revive this blog. During my absence, I fought The Man, wrote about strange psychological disorders and almost struck a child in the face. It was quite the exciting stretch of time indeed. Now I'm back with a new haircut, which makes me very aware of my eye brows, and armed to shit-kick fashion, art and politics in the faces with snappy blog posts.

"Feels like I'm wearing nothing at all. Nothing at all. Nothing at all..."

This jacket came with a removable inner layer which can be added or subtracted as needed (super handy). I speculate that it is actually a Canadian army jacket because the disclaimer message sewed inside of it told me that the side pockets are especially designed for magazine rounds and the chest ones for grenades. Cool eh?

Habits

I'm revamping this blog in t-minus (3) days. Hold your breathesssess....

I've been playing my ukulele, so much so that I feel like making love to it all day, everyday. Everybody seriously need to get one of these tiny guitar-esque things.

Remember when shiny pants made your legs really sweaty? Try it with a big sweater next time. You'll need to hydrate frequently, I promise you.