Saturday, July 20, 2013
Swirls and Twirls
______You guys wrote really sweet comments on that last post. I hope I didn't come off as a mopey little sponge, but sometimes I've just gotta treat this blog like a diary, take out my feather-topped gel pen, and scribble out any minor troubles and woes that float around in my head. That way, the sadness goes poof! and the sparkly, bubbly feelings can shine and glint brighter than a bald man's head in the sunlight.
______I tend to doubt myself a ton because I'm a perfectionist and like for everything to be done as quickly, efficiently, and mess-free as possible. I need a lesson in patience, clearly, and I'm not talking about the kind of patience where one waits quietly in a dentists office playing Pokemon, because that's super simple.
______But ah, let us speak of happier things! Like Pokemon, that's a happy thing. Why, my transparent purple gameboy still rests snugly in bedside drawer, and within it, Pokemon Crystal and the Caterpie that I named after my older brother. For those of you not familiar, Caterpie is a wimpy caterpillar-like Pokemon that is well, quite wimpy. No stronger than a flimsy pool noodle, no more toxic than washable markers. Many years ago, for young sibling rivalry purposes, I caught one of these elusive Caterpies and named my brother after it. Burn, baby, burn.
______Even to this day, my dear brother and I still name each other after the most pathetic Pokemon each new generation spits out. He is 22 and I am 20. Both of us have evolved in terms of appearance and age, but we've both remained snarky little turdbuckets at heart.
______In other news, I think that smiling for the camera is much easier when you're wearing bright lipstick. I've tricked my mind into believing that doing so makes my pearly whites actually appear white. That's the power of Pine-Sol, baby... I mean, uh, lipstick.
Top: Charlotte Russe
Skirt: via Lotus Botique
Sandals: Franco Sarto
Zebra bracelet: Charming Charlie (them zebras be snoggin' up a storm)
Cicada earrings: Etsy