I aspired to wake up at 8:00 this morning, shower, do my hair and makeup, put on my expensive and beautiful lolita clothes,schedule a doctor's appointment, and arrive diligently on time and prepared for my 10:00 class.

( I woke up at 10:35. I got out of bed, put on deodorant and threw on the nearest available clothing and some black eyeliner. )

I swear, I know this sounds corny but...you know that feeling you get when you walk into an antique store or museum? Well, that's what I want my living space to feel like. Like memories..I couldn't help but think about that. I tried on some vintage clothes, looked at myself in a mirror at least 100 years old..it was like living through history, ( Read more... )

I've been watching old movies for the hell of it this weekend. I just finished "The Worst Witch," a film that combines three of my favorite things: Tim Curry, Fairuza Balk, and cheap 80s music. Fairuza was such an adorable little girl. I'm watching her in "Return to Oz" right now. God she's awesome...needs more screentime for her fabulous self ( Read more... )

I've been on a downward depression spiral, and was just about to lose it when the Governor's Schools Art professor and art historian came to check out books and told me:
"Wow--you have really Pre-Raphaellite hair. With that shade of red, you know."

Sir, you have made my YEAR.