The Day I Met the Aztecs

Aweee, look at my snakey ring, he's so happy in his natural habitat, crawling up his little branch like he was meant to! When me and momma took these pictures, it's was raining slightly, hence the spots on my skirt and mud splotches on my shoes. It was difficult to balance on a slippery rock with five inch heels, but somehow I did it. But snakey loved the rain, of course.

Jah! So the other day as I was browsing the internets, a pair of adorable clog heels magically appeared on a website that I spazztastically sent to my mom, who spazztastically ordered them the next morning. They were on sale for $25.00 the night before when I sent them (it was 11:00pm and not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse) but the next day they went up to $35.00. Still affordable, but that made me a little mad that I could have saved ten bucks. Once the clogs arrived, though, they were surprisingly good quality. I was expecting this thin material over the shoes but it's actually really thick, and the heels very sturdy. They are five inches high and make me over six feet tall, but they're still rather rad.

I noticed that I tend to not smile very much in my pictures, for when I seldom do, I end up looking like a crazed hyena who just ate a very big cob of corn. That is not the impression I would like to give. Not at all. Maybe just a little bit. I also tend to turn my head to the right (left on the screen). Do you guys have any picture-taking habits or poses you always seem to utilizeee?

Top: Know-Style
Skirt: Forever 21
Clog heels: from Jesus himself (aka from charlotte russe)
Ring: birthday pressie, yayyy
Earrings: Kohl's

Time Capsule

I am quite aware by this point that a mutated squid has better posting habits than me. To make up for my absences and pathetic one post a week, I will do something I have never done before: show pages from my various diaries. But of course, I would never show my current diary (not even I want to look at that, 'cause I tend ramble on and on about one insignificant thing, usually while in a state of overemotional and wiggling doom), so my diary from many years ago when I was a wee grasshopper will have to suffice for today. Enjoy, and hopefully posting will pick back up this week!

Note: the third to last says "My friend is over at my house. I think Zach is a total showoff. So he is not a brother." I'm nice, disowning my brother at an early age and all.

A Little Ray of Lemonshine

You may notice that mother dear and I am exploring much more.. and you are right! We have banished ye ole garage door to Azkaban, and now must find refuge in taking pictures in other places. Fortunately, there is this lovely little neighborhood that looks old-timey and Victorian-French that has lots of trails, neat wall textures, and pretty trees that aren't all awkward (no offense, trees behind my house). Luckily, lots of other photographers can be seen taking pictures of families there, too, and although my camera is not nearly as huge as theirs, it's at least normal enough to see a momma taking pictures of her daughter for uh, some super lovely memories. I'm so glad mom is willing to take some time out of her day to help me take pictures, along with the things we encounter along the way, like mosquitoes and squishy mud. My pictures would be terrible without her. Thank you, momma!

So yes, school has started, and hopefully will be a bit more manageable this year since I only have one AP class and three art classes which I can hopefully glide through since I have lots of ideas. I hope I can find more time to post, take pictures, and read all of your blogs. Hopefully after these first few weeks, everything will have a nice, even pace that I can keep up with, because right now I'm feeling like an obese 80-year old who just ran a marathon. I will do my best, citizens!

Shirt: Ross Dress for Less
Skirt: Forever 21
Belt: Forever 21
Socks: Four Eba Twenty Won
Shoes: gifted, Chelsea Crew

These Golden Years

______Actually doodling something out this summer is my attempt to stall taking pictures since it is like a bajillion and four degrees outside.  I drew this with a vibrant rainbow of Sharpies, this pen I found on my lampshade, and a small assortment of prismacolor pencils.  One of our school's librarians proposed that I draw a picture for the library of anything in the world (which means I could have drawn a fire-breathing orange in space) that she could put up with all these other people's artsies to make a montage of artsy doom or something.

______To be honest, I really don't know why there's a colorless female sitting atop what resembles a rainbow road poured from epileptic seizures.  It was a step down from the fire-breathing orange in space, I think.  Couldn't get too crazy.