Friday, November 20, 2009

we interrupt this program for a very important announcement

YOU. RIGHT THERE. READING THIS PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A BLOG. I need your help. You see, there's this fantastic independent fashion journal called Worn. Last week, the kind, extremely well dressed folks there sent me an issue.  

Just as I had finally finished whittling the giant wood block of homework I had into a delightful gnome, ready to sing praises of Worn and how if it were a person, it would be your friend's cool older sister who is always wearing some awesome vintage getup and always sounds smart and funny AND YOU WANT TO BE JUST LIKE HER AND YOU WRITE IN RUN ON SENTENCES AND USE ALL CAPS TO CONVEY PASSIONATE EMOTIONS, I hear this news. 
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT. Some no good, scum-between-my-toes dirtbags hacked into the lovely folk's bank account, and now they can't pay distribution costs. Mind you, the Wornettes are all volunteers, to boot! 

So, dig between your sofa cushions, hold a bake sale, or interpretive dance on the side of the road with a tip jar, whatever you can do to scrounge up some moolah to help out one of the greatest fashion zines of our time!

Monday, November 2, 2009

someone in my dictionary's up to no good

When it rains it pours, homework-wise. I'm really happy about that because I was beginning to worry I would be able to have time to blog/enjoy life again. I need to stop making excuses. If I have time to record fifteen minute videos of me eating chocolate pudding whilst simultaneously lip synching show tunes (a skill that, I must admite, I am quite proud of) for my friends, I have time for blogging GOSHDARNIT.
I'm giving up on this whole "hair" concept.

I made one of these Formspring contraptions, where you anonymously ask me questions or gush out your feelings or talk about some really great food you had and I can live vicariously through your stomach, and then I'll post and answer them here. My dear pal Hazel has one and I've admired it for sometime and because I am going through such a rut thought it might liven things up a bit around here (Have you noticed? This blog has become a bunch of posts of me complaining about complaining about not posting and then taking angsty self-portraits.) 

So please, ask way, dear friends.