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TELL ME I'M PRETTY.
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brilligspoons did a meme whereby she posted about seven topics someone gave her and then people commented asking for more topics, like unto the questions meme of old. I'm a sucker for this sort of thing and also trying to post more here instead of on tumblr, thus: rambling.
pink - I was one of those little girls who wore nothing but pink and purple for a solid year of preschool and then flat-out refused to wear it for years and years. I don't think I started wearing pink again till college. And now I am all over the pink accessories and such - my sneakers are brown and pink, my messenger bag is brown and pink, and my old laptop was pink. It's a good color! The pink ribbon cause marketing is a little troubling as an aspect of a lot of that, but baby pink is something I avoid anyway (mostly because I prefer saturated colors, and also if I wear baby pink I look like I'm about to throw up).
lei - My only association with leis - other thansunshine95 being from Hawaii - is that there was a party to kick off senior week in college with a tropical theme, and I'm pretty sure it was freezing and raining that day, and the crappy fake-flowered lei is still hanging on my closet door at home.
cartwheels - I used to be able to do these as a kid! Several in a row! Then I grew boobs and my balance was thrown off and now I don't think I could do it without hurting myself.
baking - LIKE CHEMISTRY, BUT WITH DELICIOUS TREATS AT THE END. I adore it. I have the recipe for chocolate chip cookies memorized. I really only make a few things but I make them well. And now I am in a kitchen with a tiny oven and gas stoves scare me and I haven't tried anything yet. I mean, I know it works, my roomie has made muffins. Also I don't have all the stuff I am used to using at home - my big wooden spoons and metal bowls - and I would have to go out and buy flour and sugar and spices and every time I think I'm settled in I remember another thing I don't have here. I lost my vegetable peeler! I have to get one! Wow, tangent.
sparkles YES. Glitter is great. I secretly wish I could be one of those people who wears sequined blazers and shit but I am just not quite that fabulous yet. I love sparkly eyeshadow, though, it is my favorite.
clouds An awesome song by Cibo Matto. Seeing them over the summer was amaaaaazing.
severe For some reason my first association with this is Emily Dickinson? Probably due to growing up in the center of Dickinsoniana and seeing that damn portrait everywhere, in which someone who was in fact very sensitive to all the vagaries of life and emotion looks like the archetypal country schoolmarm who would whack you with a ruler if you stepped out of line. Not the redheaded poet who baked gingerbread for neighbor children and wrote hundreds of poems. I have complicated feelings about Emily.
my thread
TELL ME I'M PRETTY.
Second,
brilligspoons did a meme whereby she posted about seven topics someone gave her and then people commented asking for more topics, like unto the questions meme of old. I'm a sucker for this sort of thing and also trying to post more here instead of on tumblr, thus: rambling. pink - I was one of those little girls who wore nothing but pink and purple for a solid year of preschool and then flat-out refused to wear it for years and years. I don't think I started wearing pink again till college. And now I am all over the pink accessories and such - my sneakers are brown and pink, my messenger bag is brown and pink, and my old laptop was pink. It's a good color! The pink ribbon cause marketing is a little troubling as an aspect of a lot of that, but baby pink is something I avoid anyway (mostly because I prefer saturated colors, and also if I wear baby pink I look like I'm about to throw up).
lei - My only association with leis - other than
sunshine95 being from Hawaii - is that there was a party to kick off senior week in college with a tropical theme, and I'm pretty sure it was freezing and raining that day, and the crappy fake-flowered lei is still hanging on my closet door at home.cartwheels - I used to be able to do these as a kid! Several in a row! Then I grew boobs and my balance was thrown off and now I don't think I could do it without hurting myself.
baking - LIKE CHEMISTRY, BUT WITH DELICIOUS TREATS AT THE END. I adore it. I have the recipe for chocolate chip cookies memorized. I really only make a few things but I make them well. And now I am in a kitchen with a tiny oven and gas stoves scare me and I haven't tried anything yet. I mean, I know it works, my roomie has made muffins. Also I don't have all the stuff I am used to using at home - my big wooden spoons and metal bowls - and I would have to go out and buy flour and sugar and spices and every time I think I'm settled in I remember another thing I don't have here. I lost my vegetable peeler! I have to get one! Wow, tangent.
sparkles YES. Glitter is great. I secretly wish I could be one of those people who wears sequined blazers and shit but I am just not quite that fabulous yet. I love sparkly eyeshadow, though, it is my favorite.
clouds An awesome song by Cibo Matto. Seeing them over the summer was amaaaaazing.
severe For some reason my first association with this is Emily Dickinson? Probably due to growing up in the center of Dickinsoniana and seeing that damn portrait everywhere, in which someone who was in fact very sensitive to all the vagaries of life and emotion looks like the archetypal country schoolmarm who would whack you with a ruler if you stepped out of line. Not the redheaded poet who baked gingerbread for neighbor children and wrote hundreds of poems. I have complicated feelings about Emily.
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MY EMILY DICKINSON FEELS. Oh man. I think some of it is an extreme protectiveness that comes from growing up so close. My ride from school to voice lessons went past the Dickinson homestead. I used to take a shortcut from the center of town through the cemetary and right past her grave. People call her the Belle of Amherst and then pronounce the town's name wrong. They write plays and ballets and, most recently, try to turn her poems into haiku. (Oh man, the rant I delivered to my parents about that one. Random white dude, you don't get to do that, sry2say.)
And some of it is just... a deep frustration with the way people approach her life. I mean, she's interesting! She attended school and then shut herself up in her house, in her room, and never left again. That's interesting. But there's a tendency to try and ascribe her poetry to outside forces that bothers me, I guess? Like: maybe she did have a secret affair with her sister-in-law. Maybe her father was a tyrannical douche. Maybe she had a kidney disease. And maybe these did affect her poetry. But the work is good enough to stand on its own. It's the same sort of thing that frustrates me about Oxfordians - of course a glover's son from Stratford couldn't have written some of the greatest plays in the English language.
tl;dr LEAVE EMILY ALONE!!!
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WOULD DIG SOME TOPICS. HIT ME.
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TOPICS: apples, wanderlust, boots, games, piano, tattoos, snow.