Hairspray stress!

hullo! i haven't posted all week! i apoligieze, i've been so wrapped up in 9pm rehearsals for my now playing performance "Hairspray", that i haven't had time to blog at all. Actually i haven't been on a  computer almost at all, all week. Gosh, its been left and right with all of these assignments due in classes, then tons of late rehearsals. In order to make it up i'll post a picture of my bedroom before i rearranged again. I thought it looked really cool and all. I'm sure you just peed your pants out of excitment.

creeping..

hello! if anyone who isn't a follower of  my blog has any good advice or suggestions for good websites with sweet deals on Creepers please let me know. I've wanted a pair of shoes similar to creepers or just creepers for awhile now. Thanks!

I'm feelin' it.

The other day i was on my way to forsyth county, roughly 20 minutes above atlanta, my hometown. I just started putting on clothes and before i knew it i looked like a light Nancy from The Craft.

see? really ninties.

A little sass?

i wore a hamey down collared, long sleeve, light pink shirt with darker pink stripes across the chest.

Then a red wool-ish cardigan with little gold buttons and this trim that i frickin' ADORE. It seriously reminds me of cookie-cutter trim. From my local salvation army.

And my black-stone cross necklace.

black skinny-jeans with my red, tall flat wedge-sandal.
And for some reason keeping my black socks on, just felt right.
HaHaHaHa.

holes.

When people leave you, because they want to, it leaves holes in their exsistance while they were here. The people they touched and knew, have holes left in their lives. Time and thoughts lost, forever. Things you can't go back and ask.

Saterday the 14th of march 2012, my aunt Kea Woody Swanson shot herself.

remainders...

 These were the remainding pictures i couldnt download because of computer difficulties. I wore a new vintage marry-go-round horse sweater, sweet thrift too!

                                          i really liked the way the skirt sat on my legs in this picture.

and these can kind of be cheesy, oh welll. I like em', i was admiring a section from a really cool book of mine century girl.

continuing sweet hart dress...

The full sweet hart dress by itself. It has a nice "hart" trim around the chest where cleavage would be, haha.
sorry about the short blogs, tonight i plan to add more to this segiment; my laptop is being really difficult at the moment. More to come!

sweet tart.

Thursday my lover, cody, came ovah and while he was finishing up his art homework i had this great idea......
                                                            PHOTOSHOOT

sweet hart dress....

A small rant is like tap dancing madly.

Stupidity and intellectuality have nothing to do with the other. I mean intelligence is all based upon whether or not you can make an opinion, judgement, independent decision,etc. by yourself. It has absolutely nothing to do with your grades, or how much you know, or ANY OF THAT SHIT. I personally think that no one can tell one other person that they are un-intelligent. And if they do? its a reflection of their own insecurities.

HI.

oh jeez, i hope this doesn't make everything awkward.
sugar lips?