FREDAG: We pause the program now for an important announcement

THREE LITTLE PIGS ARE GOING ON INTERMISSION [STOP]

EXAMS ARE HERE [STOP]

ALL PRESSES STOPPED [STOP]

WELCOME TO LIFE [STOP]

Last few narcissistic impressions of my face

Goodbye.

For now.


Over and out,

A.

SONDAG: fresh from the womb

Hello there dears, I again disappoint you with my lack of stylish outfit pictures (if that does indeed cause disappointment I am not sure, but I apologise nonetheless).
But! Instead, here is some fancy stylishness from a dear love:

Fancy and excellent? I think so.
Enjoy your adventures :)

FREDAG: So Rise Child, Your Seasons are Yet to Come

This is what I wore to a friend's birthday bash, red lipstick does not like me. I force myself upon it anyway, like a clingy girlfriend.

Fruit socks = Personality

I am done. Dead. Beat.

Goodnight, Sayonara.

I don't care.

That sucks. Sorry. Welcome to life.

Over and out,

A.

ONSDAG: Down for you is up

Once I put a bunch of rings on my fingers and took a photo. 

This is what I am wearing today. When I put my hands in my pockets I feel really cool like Marlon Brando. These pants are quickly becoming my favourite pants.

Here is a jam that I am jamming to this week.

Until next week.

SÖNDAG: don't you remember when I was a bird and you were a map?

Lately I have been feeling like that^^, but today, I'm siding with Kate Nash.Also I don't have any pictures.
So I'm going to go back to bed instead.
Goodnight all xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
PS
yes please

FREDAG: Broken Images

My dad's 80s wedding suit I altered into a coat for myself.

The day my eyes looked like two doves, as coined by Morgan. I like that white liner on my waterline makes me look like I was crying or incredibly sad.

Working on an Onsdag, after two days of unwashed hair. A new routine I'm trying out.
#poser

Living the mod life with an incredibly unflattering mod dress. I just did not care.

That's all folks,

Over and out,

A.

ONSDAG: Let me count the ways

Here is what has been happening to me:

1. I reorganised my room. This is what I looked like when I did it. I enjoy red lipstick a lot more than I thought I would.

2. It was sunny for the first time in forever. Unfortunately it's not sunny anymore. My favourite colour combination on the planet is probably either red and mint or red and navy.

3. I am very tired right now. Apparently you can't stay up all night and then make it up with 12 hours of sleep. Or, this.

SÖNDAG: All I need is the air that I breathe, yes to love you

Current favourite song.

On Thursday I made a flower crown out of flowers from my garden, not paper flowers. I was hoping to wear it again but they died.

Bon courage :)

FREDAG: Fell in Love with a Boy

Much respect to Joss Stone for covering The White Stripes. I am attempting to go through my Music Library listening to each and every song (All 4343 of them) once. I started at "A," and I am now at "F."I congratulate myself and you may congratulate me too.

So, this week a young and avid reader of our blog, pointed out (ironically) how much he loved my previous post, in particular how much I analyzed my week in clothing. I will leave you to check on the previous week's blog post to determine where the irony lies.

This is my week in clothes.

Dedicated to the young reader afore mentioned. 

Söndag:

This was after the day I talked to Morgan about the way our styles developed and what was going on with what we wore. Morgan pointed out rather wittingly that my style had something of the Overgrown, Refined Schoolgirl/boy persuasion. I am not sure how I did not notice this. I was quite pleased with this and made (and will make) an effort to dress this way.

Onsdäg:

Dressing up for the visual pleasure of my readers. Note, accordion pleats and red beret. I am getting my French Schoolgirl on. Kinky.

Törsdag:

Herp.derp.  The lighting is awful and my face is lacking. I could not be bothered taking another photo. Ignore both and move on.

The collar I am wearing is not connected to a shirt. I cut it off some other shirt. I have it secured in place with a pin of Gauguin's self portrait. He is my first love, he taught me - never to be afraid of criticising an artist and calling the artist on egosim and general pretension.

Fredag:

I love what I am wearing today from this angle. From any other, it is quite the most unflattering outfit. This outfit is on par with track pants comfort without looking like it. I have a flower in my hair today, as well as on Tuesday. (I am still wearing my hair like this. Continue to congratulate me on spunk)

DEAR WORLD,
IT'S NOT THAT HARD TO ROLL OUT OF YOUR TRACK PANTS AND UGGS. SINCERELY,
ME.

That was exhausting.

Until next week for further expostulations about style and track pants,

A.

ONSDAG: Muscles better, and nerves more

Here is a photo from my film. I am quite proud of it.

This was a week of good outfits. Unfortunately I have no photo evidence. Perhaps another time. Until then, I will continue to attempt to do my much-neglected university readings. 

I hope that you are all well.

SÖNDAG: I used to think that real love is when you can look at somebody sleeping more than you can actually sleep

Hello everyone. I hope that you are all enjoying your feels.
This week I learnt that sometimes I have what is known as Disney Lips*. I looked like this at the time:

Here is another example:

Morgan just had a bunch of film developed which was very exciting, the picture above was one of the pictures developed. Also I like this picture because we were all sitting on each other.
*term coined by Allisunshine and Morgan
GUYS! I think I may be in love with Caitlin Park. This performance is so stylish and conceptually fascinating and beautiful and her accent is so sweet!!!
I also like this song a lot.
Have the fun and be friendly friends :)

FREDAG: New York had lied to me, I needed the truth

Alright.

Til next week,

A.

ONSDAG: Now I feel stupid when I smile

Here is a photo of myself from this week. This outfit led to a good day.

Strange things are happening:

• I am excited for the warmer weather. 
• I have worn navy pants a lot. I am sure you're not interested. Mostly this involves grey shirts.
• I can now drive independently.

That's all I have. I am in a happy slump if such a thing is possible.

Until next time. Silliness abounds.

SÖNDAG: lift up your skirt and fly

Officialement, oui.
I got my hair cut this week.
This was on the day of the hair cut when it was still long and I was still able to put it into a bun without using anything to hold it up except for both hope and luck.

 A couple other "before" shots:

 AND EXCITINGLY...here I am afterwards:

 With an exotic bird.

 This is me as I eat what is perhaps the most delicious food in all the world. I cleverly tucked my hair into my scarf so I wouldn't eat it because it was windy. I've also started wearing makeup again.

I am so happy with this hairdo (as you can see).
Have a good week all xxx

FREDAG: Beneath the winter snow

This week I had a few nice outfits. Unfortunately, I have no proof. The only thing I have proof of is my attempt at victory rolls. They didn't turn out like they should have. I am growing my hair. I look like the  First Lady, or Secretary of State or Prime Minister. I don't think I suit red lipstick. I wear it anyway. I finished watching 30 Rock. Life may or may not go on, that is until I find another TV series to plough through. I dare you to pity me. I will not accept your pity. 

These photos do not accurately depict the amount of work that went into sculpting my hair into a resemblance of victory rolls. 

I may be having a stroke, each word I typed in the previous sentence had a typing error. 

Better sooner than later. 

 Coming live to you from her bedroom floor, 

Good night, 

A

ONSDAG: It's all about her soul and her forks in the road

Here are the general feels for the past week: 

Also, exciting news: I HAVE COMPLETED THE BACK OF A JUMPER USING MELODEE'S PATTERN. Unfortunately knitting is at a standstill because I am almost out of wool. This is probably the highlight of my week.

Until next time, piglets.

SÖNDAG: No, but there's karma, Kramer

I LOVE YOU KRAMER, PLEASE LET ME BE YOU!!

Here is a stylish picture taken by Allison (I am the one wearing the floral tights. They were given to me by her because she is kind.) of me and some fine friends sitting in a tree. Remember Kira? You can see part of her face in it.

This is my shoe. The zip broke so I stitched it up and now I just use the rainbow laces to get it on/off.

I went pretty well crazy this weekend and wrote everywhere:

First here.

Then here.

This is a drawing I did AGES ago.

And this is what I did to it yesterday.

I thought that that would be it, but then I did this: 

 Prepare yourselves now for the best song in the world.
I  also like this one.
Have the fun xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoox