BOO!

Stars and Moons Top: thrifted, Scarf: gift, Necklaces: Minnesota Rennaisance Festival, Cockroach ring: Halloween cupcake, Jeggings: H&M, Gladiator shoes: ICING

Basically, I was a lucky little bee-atch, and I got the day after Halloween off for parent teacher conferences. THE DAY AFTER HALLOWEEN! It was just a random Tuesday. Not a monday, not a friday, but a fucking Tuesday and whaddya know? I get to spend All Hallow's Eve with the four best ladies I know. So cool. Anywho, this is what I wore to school on the day of Halloween. My local Value Village has the single greatest Halloween selections I've ever seen from a store in my life, and while I was browsing the racks for my Rosie the Riveter jumpsuit, I happened upon this much-too-large amazing blouse and absolutely had to purchase it (there was also a gold button-up Optimus Prime shirt, but it was much too small. Sad.) Pair it with my sparkly Forever 21 scarf, a glittery cockroach ring from a cheap Halloween cupcake, my Wiccan pendants, and the gladiator sandals I got on sale for six dollars, and I was all set to spook the living cows out of my peers.

On another note, my cast party on Friday night was a costume party, and since I hadn't made it over to the thrift store to pick up my real Halloween costume, I had to do a little improv with the contents of my own closet. My friend Raymond was trying on some of my clothes and he put on this long black wig that was supposed to be for a Native American girl costume, but I bought a few years back so I could dress up as a geisha in a United Nations costume contest for school (which I won, by the way. 15 dollars to Best Buy. Fashion pays, I tell ya). Anywho, we put him in a black dress, oversized sunglasses, and put a big bump in the wig and called him Snooki. He got self-conscious though, so I changed the bump to a half-beehive, put on some cat-eye eyeliner, wore Maddie's fake tattoo sleeve and VOILA! I was Amy Winehouse. Here are some crappy photobooth pictures that I took at 1 in the morning when I got home:

That's all I'll do for now. I'll post pictures of my "Rosie the Reaper" costume that I wore for actual Halloween and hopefully get a few shots of me in my hooker outfit for The Adding Machine up as well. Oh yeah, one more thing, being the horror movie freak that I am, I saw Paranormal Activity 3 today

OOOOOHHHH

Don't Leave Meee!!!

Well it's opening week for the show and we're working our fingers to the bone trying to tie all the ends together. DON'T LEAVE ME!! I promise you I'll be back up and posting as soon as the play ends, which is on Sunday. It opened on Thursday and the first two shows went really well!! My hooker antics seemed to charm the audience quite a bit. We have two more shows tonight and tomorrow night: wish me a broken leg! But I guess I have to leave you with something, don't I?

This is a chipotle burrito.

Because burritos are my soul.

Rosie the Reaper

So the long awaited post has finally arrived.....

I know you've all been wondering impatiently what I'm going to be for Halloween, and I have settled on a choice!

I'm going to be.......

Rosie the Reaper!

(like the title says, yeah crazy right)

Some of you may be wondering what the hell a costume like that entails, and I can assure you it probably won't stray too far from what you're currently imagining. If you're a diligent reader of this blog you may know by now that I am quite the fan of Rosie the Riveter, from the World War 2 "We can do it!" poster. When it comes to people I idolize, well, let's just say my looks never really match theirs, therefore making it hard to dress as them. Rosie's the first that I can truly say I resemble, and I'm gonna continue to hold onto her tough-girl attitude for the rest of my days. Okay, back to the costume. When it comes to costumes I like things that are unique, clever, appealing to my interests, and with a touch of scary (it is All Hallows Eve, after all). Rosie the Reaper will be a cross of this:

 And this:

(source)

You know, get the blue jumpsuit, the red headscarf. Then paint my face, carry a scythe, yadda yadda yadda. Dorky I know, but fun? Absolutely! So for this year, if you don't have a costume yet, consider doing something a little more clever. I guarantee you won't match anyone else at your Halloween parties!

I wear this bandana to school quite a bit. The other day my friend Molly, without having any prior knowledge, of my fandom or my Halloween costume intentions, said "You look like Rosie the Riveter!" So I simply had to take a picture.

Out.

My fingers are so cold I can hardly type

Giant bow: gift, Sunglasses: thrifted, Jacket: Old Navy, Belt: H&M, Jeggings: H&M, Socks: Delia's, Betsey Johnson jelly sandals: thrifted

I'm wild.

I'm sassy.

And now I'm going to eat ramen and mourn the fact that Glee and New Girl aren't on tonight.

Quirky Wirky

My lips are so chapped, they're as red as my shoes

It got cold today! Probably far too cold to be wearing an outfit like this, and I will admit that I spent a large portion of the school day cuddled up in my cozy hoodie (it has this fluffy inside, for god's sake!) But that's Minnesota, and as a Midwestern fashion blogger I spose it's something to be dealt with. Blah. Whatevah. Here's your pics:

Hair Clip: gift, Scarf: thrifted, Costume necklace: vintage, Cami: Old Navy, Dragon skirt: thrifted, Leggings: Old Navy, Shoes: Chuck Taylor

I guess I better break it to y’all now, I probably won’t be doing much posting next week. We open The Adding Machine on Thursday the 27^th (ah! Exciting!) making next week, and I quote my director word for word, “Hell Week.” I’ve been through it countless times, and it’s truly not all that hellish, just busy. Actually, it’s typically quite a bit of fun, on account of that’s when the dress rehearsals start. And you know me, ever the fan of dress. Oh, the perks of being a dramahead. Anywho, despite what may be the popular belief, I won’t be dead, so please don’t abandon me. And trust me, you won’t even WANT any outfit posts from me, unless you care to see my track sweatpants from seventh grade or my ratty old marching band t-shirts. ‘Cause I assure you, that’s what I’ll be donnin! But we have Thursday and Friday of this week off of school, so I’ll hopefully be able to keep you posted then (Ha! Get it? Posted? I’m so good at making lame blog puns). Until then, enjoy the cold. It’s an excuse to cuddle. And wear scarves.

Wish us all a bunch of nice broken legs for this week and next, we’re gonna need it!

Poetry Cafe - Flavor of the Day: Crossroad Lovers/Photos of life and random shiiizzz

Far beyond the mountaintops

Is where my home did lie

Past the far-stretched fields of green

Where airplanes often fly

All I have

Is on my back

Adventure in my heart

Little did I know that night

I'd find my missing part

You watched me from the windows

As I danced across the clouds

I stole a few shy glances but

To love was not allowed.

Sixty-odd young minds

All ripe with winsome glee

Did board a bus that afternoon,

Among them, you and me

Across the golden highways

Into the setting sun

We talked the endless hours away

As homebound wheels did run

It grew colder with every mile

We grew further as the sun was rising

And when we reached the horizon line

Our spark had all but died

So I swore that I'd forget you

I promised I'd go back

And pretend that what had happened

Had been nothing but the past

But somehow you did find me

And I'm glad I was willingly seeked

For our bud of love soon blossomed

As a lovely flower at peak

~by Me

I usually don't put anything else in the Poetry Cafe posts, but I figured I'd post some pictures of my recent life:

Kayla had some pink sparkly nail polish so in advisory class I stole it and painted my left hand.

JUST MY LEFT HAND.

Chemistry is boring except for when we make concoctions like this

(I know I'm always posting pictures of chem class, it's the only class I ever take my camera out for some reason. Probably cause I have it with so many neat chicas)

We went to Evan's the other day and decided to bake a ginormous batch of chocolate chip cookies. I don't really know what Sam is about to do to Maddie and frankly I'd rather not find out.

Ev and Sam....no idea what they're laughing about

Evan's sister Alannah got home so, naturally, we had to invade her room and start taking pictures

Still putting off my AP homework. And I'm sure I will be 'til 6 tonight.

Gotta stay consistent right?

Also, ever since Invasion of the Road Weenies I've been thoroughly obsessed with David Lubar's collections of strange, horrific, and downright hilarious tales. I just finished this one:

I would highly recommend them.

A Teenager's Bedroom Is Like a Cave Built out of Sheer Dreams

I've always had a fascination with where people live. Especially artsy and creative people like those depicted in this post. I think teen bedrooms are the most interesting, because they contain everything the person owns crammed into a small space and arranged in a way that displays their personality, not neccessarily in a way that pleases people. Of course, not all of these pictures are teen bedrooms like the title may fool you into thinking (I made up that quote just for future reference. It's Charlie with an I-E), in fact at least half of them are from a website called The Selby, which is the work of a man called Todd Selby who scours the world for creative folk and goes into their houses to photograph their dwellings. I read about him in one of my mom's photography magazines about a year ago and have been following his website ever since. These pictures are a compilation of some of my favorite bedrooms/houses that I've collected and have inspired countless projects in my own room. Hope you enjoyed, and maybe you'll be inspired to do something a little more creative with the space you have.

Photo credits go to The Selby and Teenage Bedroom

And just for shits and giggles, I had to include a picture of Juno in her room, which is the classic creative teen dwelling: