Saturday, April 26, 2014

guts

the songs that you wrote

and as my scalp tingles
under the magic spells
cast upon many of us
i sense many smells
i sniff out the soft yellow
heart sobs of your soul

waiting for the hearts to break
black tar, lace, wind up toys



i suppose i am the only thing i may know about my future

You know when an idea is just so powerful that it makes you cry? I've been writing these little messages lately. They are almost like journal entries, but they don't feel like they belong in my diary.















Joanna Newsom makes me cry.

Friday, June 29, 2012

m00dy






Unknown, Unknown, Kenzo Spring 2011, Kenzo Spring 2011, Minna Gilligan (GENIUS)

I want to learn to be true to my emotions without worrying what others think.

Monday, June 18, 2012

summer vibe

How do you solve a problem like procrastination? Well, it's the summer now and I feel like I have more time on my hands to do what I want (on top of driver's ed, two summer online classes, job applications, and summer homework HAHA WHATEVER). Music has become an important aspect of my summer. I made a playlist of all my favorite songs from last summer and it all still puts me in the same mindset I was in then. This summer has a different sound and feeling and I like that. I made a playlist (IT'S AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS POST). I've been working on some music of my own. I like it quite a lot, I use a looper and I have almost a complete song, so I am going to make a music video in a storage warehouse with my friends and then post it online and YOU'RE GOING TO LOVE IT (hopefully).
I've been feeling the summery magical L.A. fairy-tale vibes lately. I've been sort of tip-toeing around this vibe for a long time, but it's become very evident to me that I need it right now! I read the Dangerous Angels books by Francesca Lia Block about a year ago and I have been obsessing over them ever since. (If you haven't read these books yet, there may be some SPOILERS in this post so AVOID!) I can see aspects of myself in all of the characters as though I'm looking into a mirror. Especially with Weetzie Bat and Witch Baby. Weetzie is just so open and perfectly herself; she tries her best to make sure everyone is loved and happy, even though she sometimes forgets about herself. She makes mistakes but is always honest. The part of me that is longing for something, I'm not sure what, identifies with Witch Baby. She's got a lot to learn and doesn't know everything yet, but she looks everywhere for the answers. I love when Witch Baby meets Angel Juan after the whole Raphael Chong ordeal. It's just such a relief, like finally Witch Baby gets a break. And of course it's Angel Juan, they are so perfect for each other. They fit together like puzzle pieces.
Right now I am reading White Oleander by Janet Fitch. It has the same magical aesthetic as Francesca Lia Block's books, but there is more of a real-world feeling as well. Astrid is at this age that is very malleable and there are so many people around her that can change her. She's got a million different destinies. That's what makes me connect White Oleander to the Dangerous Angels books. Astrid isn't consistent, she changes at every turn of the page, just as her environment changes at the turn of a page. 
White Oleander gives me sort of an uneasy feeling, but I think that that's just because I am growing up too. I have a million different destinies, and everything around me can change me.
I think there is something really interesting about characters that aren't perfect or consistent. They seem more real. After all, people aren't consistent or believable in real life, so why should characters in books be? The unpredictable, the unknown, is what makes life interesting! I once had a friend who said "Spontaneity is the spice of life". Of course, he said it ironically, but I think of it as sort of a dear old cliche. There's, like, this thing about growing up; you have to experiment and sort of go crazy in order to sort of make a space for yourself to grow into what you are to become. I love this one line from Dangerous Angels: 

“If you want to find the trail, if you want to find yourself, you must explore your dreams alone. You must grow at a slow pace in a dark cocoon of loneliness so you can fly like wind, like wings, when you awaken.”

I've found a lot of freedom in this thought; that I don't have to be the same every day. I don't owe anyone my predictability. At least, not yet. I'm afraid that as I get older I will have to be more believable and consistent in order to, you know, get a job and make money. I hope not.


Saturday, November 19, 2011

self portrait

I made this self portrait this week while my mom was holding my computer hostage because of my quiet, angsty, teenage, disobedient tendencies (I lied to her about not having my homework finished). It was sort of nice to not have the computer to take up my time. I mean, I love the internet in all its inspirational glory and stuff, but I think I spend all my time getting inspired, which doesn't leave any time for me to do something with that inspiration. I suppose I got a chance to do that this week.
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It's not some i m p o r t a n t  piece of art that has something d e e p  and  m e a n i n g f u l  to say or anything. I just felt like drawing and I was the thing I chose to draw.
So, yeah. Now you've seen what I think I look like.

P.S. Have you checked out The Fashion Turd's Birthday Giveaway yet? IT'S CRAY CRAY. Link below:
http://www.thefashionturd.com/2011/11/fashion-turds-1st-birthday-prize.html

Sunday, November 13, 2011

post #1

Well, hello! This is my first post ever on my second blog ever. 

I used to have a blog called Poppielolly, but I lost interest and ended up deleting it... Looking back, I now realize that was trying too hard to be different and unique and perhaps to get heaps of readers and become "an Internet sensation!". It just wasn't fun anymore to have such high expectations and to never have them reached, so I stopped making posts. And I found that I was embarrassed about my blog; I was afraid that my friends would find it and be like "wtf is this?". My own shame, indeed, caused me to delete Poppielolly.

It seems that I've gained interest again. In blogging. I don't feel like I need internet stardom anymore. I feel like I just need to have a space for what I like, what I do, what I feel. I hope I'll get some feedback, but now that doesn't seem too crucial. 
I think one big reason for a spark of blogging interest is that I have way excessive feelings and realizations and ideas and thoughts that seem important and relevant to me and that I need to document, FOR ME. I am 15, a sophomore in high school. I hate class presentations, I do all my homework and I try to get straight A's. I want a boy to fall in love with me. I have trouble stating my feelings to people so I like to write them letters, and I'm almost constantly afraid that nobody likes me. It's not that I've grown, I'm growing and learning important stuff like What Not To Say To Your Friend After She's Just Broken Up With Her Boyfriend, and How To Apologize For Accidentally Telling Your Best Friend's Secret To A Random Stranger, and Why You Should Always Clean Your Room. It's the process that's important, right?

My hope for this blog: That it will be a space that holds my ideaz, my hopez, my dreamz, my realizationz, and my workz. Maybe even my stupid phasez, and my poser attemptzzzz. That, no matter what, it will always feel true to me.

There isn't going to be a certain theme to this blog. It's not going to be a STYLE BLOG, an ART BLOG, a BLOG FOR MY BABY, an I'M SO COOL LIVING IN NEW YORK BLOG (never understood those), a TECHNOLOGY BLOG, a MUSIC BLOG, a CORPORATE BLOG, or a NEWS BLOG. I am just going to call it a Beautiful Pink Frilly Layer Cake --Each Layer Being Something Random That I Come Up With. Didn't you enjoy that delicious analogy? I did.