Moving Day Meeps

hey Guise,

Gonna be MIA for a few days. Moving into the apt. around monday or tuesday. Kinda busy with packing/sitting listlessly in a daze watching my sister pack things for me. Also gotta figure things out with getting key, paying first month's rent, keeping the lines of communication open between me, Linda, and Feng. I hope I get Internet there ASAP!

I'll miss you all.


Spent the day washing and drying trash cans and chairs.

pee, vomiting after eating eggs and lemons, & more pee.

Oh my god Hi guys!!! I'm so excited to do this outfit post because I feel like I haven't done one in forever. I'm sure you are equally as excited. Oh YES.

So, I'm also really excited that Chester is back in the Fashun blogosphere. I missed her presence.

As you have probably deduced from the title, these two outfits have one thing in common. The color Yellow. My favorite. yum, i mean OM NOM NOM. I wanted to include one or two more, but got impatient. This dress was originally for my highschool senior yearbook picture (whatthehellwasIthinking). It looked ... not as good as I imagined. Too long on the bottom, too low on top, so I literally have not wore it since picture day in 12th grade which was 4/5 years ago. This made me sad. So I cut off the bottom, hemmed it, and wrapped the excess 'round my waist (oh my god LOL someone in the library just sighed like Marge Simpson LOL). I hope to wrap the excess around my neck or shoulders in the near future. Ah, versatility, how I love thee!


Inspiration: Tom Sawyer, Lousiana, the Southern Belle, peaches, and a lazy raft.


On to outfit numba two!



Pin from some flea market in NYC??? Skirt, remade from a Target dress, annnnnnd the rest of the details are boring. hehe

Oh my gosh I love yellow so much.

All I need to complete this photo are some gold and yellow balls to juggle.

Inspiration: Fancy aristocratic circus performer.

To room noises and ugly haircuts

i wonder
why can't you see
you're just not near enough like me
telescope eyes
metal teeth

i can't be seen with you.

i'm just like you
i know you know

i'm just like you
so leave me alone.

Wo ting de dong! You can? oops, I'm sorry???

Last Friday, I went to the dix hills chinese school graduation with my parents. My mom teaches a class there, my dad used to teach there (and is now in a martial arts class), & my sister and I both had classes there til our senior year of high school. Our job that night was to videotape/take pics. Before the performances, we waited outside. Bored. Till I got the bright idea to try and make clover chains. I've never made any type of flower chain before.



There was a dance troupe called the peacock dancers or something like that. I love how everything peacocky is related to girls when the pretty ones are male male male. I KNOW THEY KNOW, just sayin.

when the later performances got ... ~painful~ (The sets went from youngest to oldest, and the seniors were all, ugh we're too cool for this) diana and I went to the back where my mom was sitting, and WHAT SHOULD WE SEE in the row ahead of us but this:


we would've been ~concerned~ except we knew there was a martial art performance going on later.

For those who've been asking me if I drew my header, alas! I wish I did. I probably could have but it wouldn't have looked as 'professionally sketchy' if that makes sense. The images were from a polyvore search I did here. I'll share some of my own drawings in the next post!

Saw this woman at the library:

O HAIIII Pippi's grandma!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE in boring ol' SMITHTOWN???? You would've LOVED this one stand at Renegade where all the clothes looked like yours! Super colorful and fun knits. Yeahhhh Pippi meets hipster meets super cool granny all the wayyyy.

Si?
I wish I could've taken pics of the sellers but there was no one else around and they were staring at me in that polite yet awkward, well are you gonna buy something or not kind of way, so I snapped this pic and left. The girl had fiery orange hair and was wearing a long bright skirt, and the skinny, bearded boy seller had dirty blondish hair and was dressed in very bright colors and patterns. Quite the cute pair.

what I've been reading/have just read:


My penultimate judgement: Machiavelli is interesting in the sense that it's very cool people associate his name with Evil just because of what he wrote in The Prince (cold hearted advice on how to get power and stay in power). However, The Prince is dull as dishwater and my eyes glazed over after the fifth rule for a successful principality. Numbers 1 and 4 on the other hand, were amazing. I am a brand new member of the F. Scott Fitzgerald cult! I think I'll try again with the Prince though because I hate when I can't finish a supposedly classic book. It makes me feel like I'm missing out on something.

klowns.
eh, as you can see, my outfit was nothing special since it was JUST Chinese school. I got the grey sweater from Beacon's and it's got giant puffy sleeves which you can't really see from the pics.

Did you know there are like a million more male pronouns used in text than female?

I am going to change that, one famous poem at a time! Beginning with...



Mother Mary
Adapted by me from the original by Lewis Caroll

"You are old, Mother Mary," the young woman said,
"And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head--
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"

"In my youth," Mother Mary replied to her child,
"I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again."

"You are old," said the youth, "as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door--
Pray, what is the reason of that?"

"In my youth," said the sage, as she shook her gray locks,
"I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment -- one shilling the box --
Allow me to sell you a couple?"

"You are old," said the youth, "and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak--
Pray, how did you manage to do it?"

"In my youth," said her mother, "I took to the law,
And argued each case with my lord;
And the muscular strength which it gave to my jaw
Has lasted the rest of my life."

"You are old," said the youth, "one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose--
What made you so awfully clever?"

"I have answered three questions, and that is enough,"
Said her mother; "don't give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I'll kick you down-stairs!"

What is with always kicking people downstairs in these old period poems? One of my favorite songs has that line too! You know it,

Goosey goosey gander, whither shall I wander?
Upstairs, downstairs, or in my lady's chamber?
There I met an old man who wouldn't say his prayers.
I took him by the left leg and threw him down the stairs.

Hmmm methinks perhaps 'downstairs' represented Hell in those olden days?
Google search tells me it was about religious intolerance between the Protestants and the poor persecuted Catholics. Huh.





*The post title refers to this. (I wrote it to help myself review for a test.)

If I ever become as close minded as you please, kill me quickly.

Healthy Meals
(Just ignore the puddle of oil the omelette is sitting in.)



Slowly the mathematical side of me comes out. Proud grin. I made a chart of things I've been cooking. This morning a terrific thunder and lightning storm woke me up at 3:30, I couldn't fall back asleep and discovered that making diagrams in Paint is soothing. Esp. since I fail at photoshop. It hates me too; kept crashing anytime I did anything. These are MOSTLY vegetarian tho not really by choice. If my dad hadn't Fascistically thrown out that bag of chicken breasts...

Why am I standing like a cross between a coquette and a CEO.
Because the dress is not (yet) meant to be worn that way, no bra, didn't want to flash my sister.

Found this outside the Renegade Craft fair. A woman had all these old dusty clothes piled at the side of the sidewalk and hanging from the fence and flowing out of old suitcases. The rainbow print caught my eye, reminding me of clowns, the circus, and when I walked back for a closer look, she came over and started yelling, EVERYTHING IS $1! A slightly baggy skirt for a buck. Yay. Need to add an elastic so that number 1 can become number 2.

Also got a awesome sauce-um shirt from Ben @ Take Off Your Clothes



I plan on wearing it with yellow/blue tights, when and if I find them, a white dress, or, of course, the hipster's bread and butter, skinny jeans. oh oh oh Just in case you can't tell, the design is 3 shirt pockets sewn onto one shirt. Reminds me of a DNA molecule.

Holy God I am so sick of people who comment for no other purpose than to get a comment back. Getting comments like that makes me want to just stop blogging. Really, I am okay with getting no comments. I would much rather whatever comment I do get to be from someone who actually is interested in what I'm writing. Whatever, not saying I've never done the same thing before. I know how it is. But I hope you realize that when you leave a comment like that, you remind me of a spambot. If I'm in a nice mood, I might still click your link and leave you an equally spammy comment, most likely I'll just ignore it. Whatever, sorry for the rant. Thanks to the few who do leave humanoid comments. I know who you are and I like you too.

K, so I was just complaining to Diane about how fashion blogs can get really boring and I came across something today that renewed my love. Have you guys seen Intreegue's photoshoot yet?

Here's a original


I went on photobucket and did some quick editing because I wanted to see how it'd look with more brightness and contrast.



I don't repost things often, but when I do, it's something I really REALLY reaaaaallllyyyyyy love. Holy purple cow so amazing. See the rest here. They did this all themselves! Not some fancy set somewhere. I want to do something this epic. Intreegue was one of the first fashion blogs I started reading, and they were also one of my first commenters. Really cool to see how their photoshoots have become more sophisticated.

Oh and if you have time, check out this letter someone wrote concerning Up.

The Apartment

Let's go on a tour of my first apartment.

I took a photo of the street too but can't find it in my June folder. That bothers me. BTW, this is the front entrance. I'll be living on the second floor.



Hallway.


This is the largest bedroom


Medium bedroom, with a desk that still needs some assembly.


A very large living room.


The smallest bedroom


Living room as seen from hallway.


Kitchen


Bathroom


I can't decide whether I want to take the small bedroom or the medium one. I think it's only fair for Linda to get the biggest one since she is paying more.

Some interesting facts:

1. For the first month or two or three, I foresee myself living hand to mouth.
2. I also foresee myself getting lots of dollar menu snacks at the McDonalds in town.
3. There is going to be minimal furniture. Probably just a mattress and a desk.

This is Linda. We were best friends in Kindergarten and I have a vivid memory of us (think it was my idea) using red crayon to color our lips and cheeks like makeup, and getting in trouble with our teacher. She yelled at us twice, but we did it again, and so we didn't get a gold star for the day on the chart. I was upset but Linda didn't care.

Renegade, Gatorade, Lemonade.

The main reason I went was to see my two favorite clothing makers - Ruffeo Hearts Lil Snotty and Cubist Literature. (You can see Sarah aka Lil' snotty in the back left corner of the tent.)



Do you guys recognize this shirt??? I posted about it a while back here. Well guess what? This, my favorite shirt, was on sale! Half off! I bought it!!!




Our short shorts are the same length.

I had a nice chat with Sarah while she was making my purchase and she is really easy to talk to and basically, I want to be them. Can I be you? Just give me part of your brain and your perseverance and awesomeness. Barkus is willing!

And thennnn, a couple buckets of sweat later, It's him!!! I couldn't find him amongst the crowd of hip young things at first. Diana was like, YOU DON'T RECOGNIZE HIM?!?! (He's in the red)



The mannequin is wearing a rubber band tunic that Craig no doubt made himself, along with the hat for blind people. LOVE.


I want to wear it over perhaps a rumpled satin crinoline.


I like all the oddly jutting arms in this pic. Keith is insanely jealous of the one he refers to as The Ideal Hipster. He shouldn't be!

My outfit

Inspired by Diane's post . The necklace was made during 'jewelry making time' at an old age home where I used to work, shirt from TJ Maxx, shorts are from Beacon's closet, and flower brooch from Gap.

I also got a tee by his friend Ben from Take Off Your Clothes.



Not a bad day at all.

I'll post more pictures of sights, clothes I bought, and also of the apartment next time because this post is much too long.

PS - my sister made me edit out a bunch of rambly stuff so ignore whatever's in your reader unless you're curious. (That means you Diana @ OurCityLights!) Oops I think I'm on twitter when I'm not.

Your chalky face makes me grimace

I think I totally reverse psychologied my @$$. Look at this. Two posts in a day when I finally OFFICIALLY said that I'd take a break for a month. Whatevurrrr. My title is an allusion for today, I made a chalk drawing! Haven't done that in a while. Not since yesterday at 5.

(Anyone like Bon Iver? Listening to him right now and aaaahhhhhhh so good.)

Hi, meet Maude.
yesterday when I created her she had a different haircut and was a girl but today she is a boy. Don't ask.





I think I was subliminally influenced by Yokoo because lookit, a pom pom on his head, that trademark haircut, big glasses, and a bow tie!


I got these fun jelly like shoes for a dollar at Target! I rarely wear them though because the bottoms are plastic. I'd probably slip and slide and fall on my @$$ every couple of steps.

The nonexistant Porridge

Like my new header? I made it using these Edgar A. Poe like images I found using the creative kid's google. The font is called 'Keith' and it was when both Keith and I used a free website to make fonts out of our own handwritings. Pretty neat huh? And to think there's people on Etsy selling handwritten fonts for 50 bucks. Rip off!!!

By EmyAugustus on Polyvore.com

Yeah, if you saw this morning on twitter, my mom woke me up by hard pokings to my soft underbelly WHERE'S MY PORRIDGE!!! at 5:30am. (so I had time to do things I normally wouldn't do) GAHHHHHHH!!! Another reason why I will be happy to move out. I retaliated by taking a long time to brush my teeth (3 times!) and floss so that by the time she left the porridge wasn't ready. HA! It's these little victories my friend. Oh yes.

Dear skeleton boy,
Even though I'm going to be far away, I will eventually find my way to where you are, be it by train, plane, or bike!

Love,
girl in giant tutu

Oh my god it's a new post!

I'm going to take a break from blogging and twittering for like a month. I don't know, I'm in a weird phase right now, where I can't settle down enough to blog. I have one more month of 'normalcy' and then I will be moving into a apartment in Queens and starting a full time job at a preschool in Queens. Plus, my sister's home for summer vacation and whenever she's here, I never feel the need to blog. Am also waiting to see if an old friend from California is going to be coming to visit or not.

Ever look at a plane and wonder where it's going?


Really want to spend a lot of time with Keith this last month before I move cuz who knows how often I'll get to see him then! I have the last minute jitters and worries. I am really looking foward to these changes and naturally have silly fears that something's going to happen to prevent these things from happening. The biggest one, what if Melissa Bradley changes her mind and decides not to hire me!

My junky old car is worrying me. A tire blew out and a lovely kind SEXIST man changed it for me but the spare will only last for so long so I'm hoping my dad gets a 'real' one on it soon. And apparently there's some sort of engine trouble that needs to be taken care of. Hopefully Thursdsay!

This weekend my sister and I will be going to Renegade Craft Fair in Brooklyn. I'm going to see some of my favorite Etsy sellers: Cubist Literature and Ruffeo Hearts Lil Snotty!



Gonna meet up with Feng the apartment man to sign the lease and this time I'm going to make sure I don't forget to take some pictures! I really lucked out on this one. It's roomy and bright, in a nice neighborhood and I am paying such a low rent compared to what I could be paying. Thank you Linda!

Hopefully I can get back to blogging after settling in.
Mostly because I won't have much of a social life TEEHEEEnotthatit'llbeahugedifferencefromnow.

The place has a lot of blank white walls and I am nerdishly looking forward to having some quality alone time with tripod and camera. Seriously don't care that there won't be any furniture or a real bed. All I want is all my clothes and my camera cuz now that my parents aren't around to make me feel Watched, I can indulge in photo taking. Also happy there's a closeby library in Flushing. There's lots of cheap Chinese street food in Flushing which I can now buy without my parents complaining about how oily and unhealthy it is. I can occasionally meet up with Diana in the city for free events and museum nights.
I will see you (blogosphere) in a month!

Flushing, Queens