Yay! I’m a tumblette! Not sure how long this lasts, but rest assured that I’ll be basking in my 15 minutes.
It’s that time of year again… when girls have an excuse to dress like a slutty version of their favorite animal/fairy tale character/whatever, and guys have an excuse to mock them for dressing like sluts, while secretly loving it. I have often voiced my opinion about how girls have the right to dress however they want and shouldn’t have to worry that assumptions are being made...
Reasons Why I Might Be a Bad Daughter
So my mom’s been badgering me for the past couple of weeks to send her my Christmas list (what nerve! how dare she?) because she likes to start really early. But I just had a birthday and I am pretty spoiled anyway, and have pretty much everything I want when it comes to wrappable, reasonably priced items, so I kept blowing her off. But she was very insistent on the phone the other day, so I...
More Stuff About Clothes
So last weekend was a really good shopping weekend. I know everyone’s all “There’s an economic crisis” and “Maybe you get some therapy, Caroline” and to that I say “Retail therapy! hahaha!” No, I’m just kidding. Mostly. But seriously, I swear I was actually really good. I went to Value Village (which is like the Salvation Army, but better, in...
I could die, Clem. I’m just… happy. I’ve never felt that...– Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Finally got around to putting up my beautiful Eternal Sunshine prints. Found them on Etsy and received them for my birthday from my mom. That quote and this scene remind me that love is beautiful and fleeting, and that I have felt it, too.
Caroline and Co. Watch a Movie
Guess who has 6 tickets to an advance screening of Zack and Miri Make a Porno?? Yeah, that’s me. (I also have a to-go coffee mug that says Swallow My Cockaccino on it, but somehow I don’t think it’ll be seeing much of the outdoors.) Hooray for things that are free.
It’s snowing. Get out your mittens. (photo via visual bookmark)
Today my face is the most broken out it’s been since high school. If someone who hadn’t seen me since 9th grade saw me today, there would be no revelatory gasp at the butterfly that had emerged. Instead, they would think “yeah. that’s about right.” Oh, who am I kidding? As if anyone I knew in 9th grade even remembers me.
Step Away From the Laptop
Great. I just discovered that the blog written by Mindy Kaling that I obsessed over for about 3 days (at which point I finished reading every single word), and that I thought was just dead, never to be updated again, is and has been alive and well in a beautifully updated form. I’m confused about why this version also spans to Sept 2006 and I’m unsure whether or not it contains the...
Sign of a Busy Weekend?
I have no fewer than ten bras on my floor right now. But only 8 of them are mine… (via visual bookmark)
Sometimes I Feel Like This
Amazing ad/metaphor for life from monster.com
How is it possible? I ACTUALLY clean my room every day. And then I mess it up again. It’s ridiculous how quickly I can make a tidy bedroom look like it was ransacked by thieves. Thieves who were interested in tossing around the contents of my underwear drawer and rifling through my English assignments. (via visualbookmark) I wish my mess could be this pretty. Why don’t I have...
The Most Important Meal of the Day
Much to my grandmother’s horror, I don’t usually eat breakfast. It takes me at least an hour after I wake up to get hungry in the mornings, and by that time it’s usually time to go to school. Tuesdays, Sean and I get these delicious 6 dollar breakfasts from the Limestone and eat them while we watch whatever old movie I’m supposed to be watching that day in my Hollywood in...
Trying to Come Up With a Title That Doesn't Use a...
(photo via visual bookmark) Sometimes my hair feels very oppressive. Right now there is a tangle wider than my head in the back. I really don’t know how this happens. But this girl’s hair is crazy amazing. Maybe all I need are some giant ribbons and the right attitude?
Mondays are hard. (via visual bookmark)
Apathy at the Movies
(I guess there are kind of some spoilers in this post. if you’re easily annoyed by that sort of thing, stop it.) It feels like it’s been forever since a movie I saw in theaters really impressed me. It seems that everything I see is just alright, or else it’s terrible. Have they stopped making good movies? Or am I becoming too critical even for the critics? Case in point: The...
I lovvve this. As if my bedroom wasn’t girly enough, I now feel compelled to go out and buy pastel pink heels and a pastel blue phone.
One of my facebook friends just rooted for her favorite presidential candidate and her favorite America’s Next Top Model contestant in the same status. I guess they’re pretty much equally important.
Spoils of the Birthday Weekend Shopping Trip
So I may have gone a little nuts at Crossgates in Albany last weekend. I got some new jeans (I caved and got a pair of skinny, but only because they were $12.50!), some sleek, suede boots, an Obama shirt, some awesome tights including some pretty patterned lavender ones, and my favorite purchase was this white, sleeveless satin dress that I have no idea where I’ll wear but I love because it...
Since i Been Gone
So, ok, I haven’t blogged in a really long time. And certain people *cough*Eva*cough* are getting a little antsy which means I’m pissing off about 1/3 of my readership. (The fake cough thing doesn’t really work in text, huh? Or at all. Ever.) But I have excuses! Good ones! Here are some of the things I HAVE been doing recently: — grading essays! — having a really...
Reduce, Reuse, Recycle
If you don’t know, Girl Talk is a dj who specializes in mashup remixes of popular hip hop, pop, and your rare disco or oldies tune. (not that one) I’ve been hearing about Girl Talk for ages, but the idea of music mashups has never really appealed to me. I feel like most of the time, they end up ruining the songs they borrow from and creating a big, loud mess. HOWEVER, Girl Talk is...
Ben Folds feat. Regina Spektor — You...
We’ll stay inside where it’s nice and warm, tell our bosses...– Jewel
I’m trying to write about this movie for my hollywood class right now. It’s actually a pretty interesting movie, thematically at least, but my head hurts and I’m so tired and I still have to do a bunch of film readings before I can sleep tonight. Gahhhh. Wishing I was floating in the middle of the ocean right about now. At least then I could go to sleep.
I’m gonna go think about sex alone in my room.– Margaret It’s ok, Margaret. We all do it.