I mean this in the non-Britney Spears way.
The power of red. First picture of me I’ve put on my blog.
The results of going to cosmetology school-people want to play with your hair. This is a felled mohawk. It was MUCH higher before I stepped out into the windy Atlanta night.
Rain in the city, on a Christmas morn.
Early rose the girl with the hair shortly shorn.
She put on some music, wrapped last minute gifts,
Went down to make coffee (a slight morning lift).
Her family a-bustle, the pets zip around,
Anticipation evident, with every sound.
At last the time came! We gave what we’d made,
we’d bought, and we’d searched for,
we’d earned and we’d played.
When wrapping was scattered, ‘round floor and in chairs,
we hugged and we thanked, our love that we shared.
Now onto the parties, with peers and old friends,
we’ll share in a drink, with a movie to attend.
Who knows what the rest of the holiday will hold,
but today I am grateful for not the ‘bought and sold’.
(All of that is nice, to pretend t’would make me a fool,
but it will not suffice, not even on Yule).
My gratitude lies in those whose lives are in mine,
whether from school or at work, or by blood intertwined,
Together we build something, a life we can share,
and we make living better, by showing we care.
Me doing a partial cover of Breakeven by the Script.
Music’s a hobby of mine-I tend to do poppy covers out of the ease of learning them!
I don’t have an amazing voice or anything-I just like doing these!
All the things visually that make me seem like a hipster. Hair, tatt, stripes, hat, self-photography.
Had a good day with a friend I hadn’t seen in awhile. Makes me want to go write.
Now, doing chores and watching Never Let Me Go.
And drinking some wine.
Odd self-picture. But I’m in a hurry so I’m using the first shot! :)
I re-dyed my hair. Still trying to achieve Emily Fitch from Skins.
There are still some pink layers, but all over hot pink clashed with ALL of my clothes. I’m more of a red person anyway. But it was fun for a couple of days to be so bright.
So now, it’s red again. But a different red! I’m happy with how it turned out! More me, I think.
No more dyeing for awhile. And lots of taking care of it so it remains healthy. Coconut Oil commence!
Ha, I made so many mistakes but I’m posting anyway!
Regina Spektor’s Eet
I was recently asked what I think of makeup.
And I think makeup is wonderful-when it’s used for fun and enjoyment and not as a sense of self-worth. I have plenty of days when I don’t wear any at all.
But when I do wear makeup, I never do it for anyone else other than me.
Makeup is a personal choice. We should not judge anyone for wearing it or assume we know why they do. I know plenty of people who feel that they are ugly without it, and won’t leave the house without it. I don’t think that’s healthy, but that’s their personal process, and plenty of makeup-wearing individuals don’t feel that way.
On the flip side, we shouldn’t make assumptions about those who don’t.
I’ve pictured myself wearing no makeup other than very filled-in eyebrows, a la Audrey Hepburn, to show how focusing on one feature can make a big difference in presentation. I love how it alters the appearance of my face, without making me look unlike myself.
It’s a little whimsical and elegant. And it’s only ONE feature that I’ve changed.
It’s just another way to express myself-it’s another way to make art.
I love makeup.