tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60529564343577851522024-03-13T20:21:44.132-07:00the flowered fashionHello!! I'm glad you are here, it is a pleasure to meet you (via the interwebs)!Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.comBlogger134125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-48063016768773105862013-09-01T17:41:00.001-07:002013-09-01T17:49:45.434-07:00Two Dots <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hello,<br />
So I know it has been a very long time since I last blogged and for that I apologize. I know I should have some kind of excuse like "oh, I've had so much to do", which admittedly I have, or "I became too famous to have a silly blog", which, duh, is not true, but the real reason I haven't been updating is that I haven't been doing interesting things in relation to fashion for a while... that is up until a month or so ago. I was in a real rut for some time... I guess this was because I was going through a lot and figuring a lot of things out about schooling, friendships, romantic relationships and myself. However I have now kind of gotten into the swing of homeschooling and have created friendships within that community, so I no longer have to devote a large amount of my energy to being like "Oh-My-God-What-AM-I-Doing-With-My-Life?!" or "Does-Anyone-Even-LIKE-ME?!"... basically now that I feel comfortable again I am able to exercise more creativity in the way that I dress and express myself. It is interesting how one grows in and out of phases... There are times when I think I am growing out of fashion but it seems I always come back to it... I suppose it is the only phase I have gone through which has turned itself into more of a constant. A lot has happened since I lasted blogged but it would take hours and hours to inform you of it all in detail, so instead I'll just give you a run down...<br />
1)Went to Italy<br />
b) there were cute boys<br />
i) was accused of flirting with said boys<br />
2)Went to Holland<br />
3)Went to NYC with lovely bfrond and had a great time<br />
4)May start doing a column with <a href="http://www.gladragsdoc.com/">Glad Rags Documentary</a> (Yay! I am super excited 'bout this!)<br />
5) Went to Fashunnn camp at NuVu<br />
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I also have been working with an artist in Somerville, her website is http://www.allthingsecco.com/ and etsy: http://www.allthingsecco.com/ (ALSO, dudes, look at how <a href="https://www.facebook.com/ecco.pierce?fref=ts">pretty she is</a>)...<br />
My life has been going pretty well for the most part this summer... I guess this is the first summer in quite some time when I haven't been absolutely sure it was my last summer. And that is really nice.<br />
Anyways here are some pictures of one of the outfits I wore in Milan... I am wearing a <a href="http://www.thimister.com/">Thimister</a> dress, a white T-Shirt from a dollar store and a pair of shoes from an estate sale<br />
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I hope I will be able to regain contact with all of you!<br />
I still love you,<br />
Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-89799005546395771672013-03-15T19:34:00.000-07:002013-03-15T19:34:09.217-07:00Well... HiHey guys!<br />
Long time no see... as usual... heh...<br />
Anyways since I last saw y'all a lot... A LOT... has happened. First of all I went to mahattan vintage show, where I met the lovely Valerie and Jean from http://idiosyncraticfashionistas.blogspot.com! They are literally two of the coolest people one could ever hope to meet. I mean seriously... they dress in all black and white (with the occasional brighter highlight) and have the most amazing hats. Valerie and Jean are two very nice (but not in that annoying sugar sweet way), snappy (like a ginger cookie), stylish ladies. And I really hope I will see them again in April (which when the next show takes place). We (my mother and I) had lunch with them at the show (I had the very healthy lunch of a rice crispy treat) and met some of their friends who were there, including the woman behind stylelikeu. Anyways the clothes were lovely (though *way* out of my price range... like $400 for a dress... a very beautiful dress) and I was interviewed by a magazine (you can see me <a href="http://nymag.com/thecut/2013/02/street-style-from-the-manhattan-vintage-sale.html">here</a>); all in all it was one of the best days of my young life!! The next day my mother and I went to the MET and to some flee markets around NYC. I had never been to a flee market before and was quite glad to finally get the experience!<br />
While you can see my photo on the website of the magazine I was in I will also post a picture of <strike>me with a dorky face on</strike> what I wore to go to the show!<br />
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Anyways my 15th birthday is coming up soon! So if any of you want to send me a million-dollars-a-car-some-old-dresses-1910s-outfits-other-awesome-stuff THAT WOULD BE RAD (mehehe... but seriously you do NOT have to send me anything)!!! Mehehe...<br />
I hope you all had a great winter and heres to a spring where I actually update this blog!<br />
love<br />
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I've been feeling sorta creepy, cold (as in stark) vibes lately... Winter is gettin' to me...<br />
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I've also been really feeling 50s and early 1900s vibes (these together with the 30s are my favorite decades...)<br />
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Another thing I've been thinkin' about is dying my hair trashy blonde...<br />
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-21834075509832278172013-01-07T08:35:00.001-08:002013-01-07T08:35:56.310-08:00Sally's Song<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hi guys,<br />
I know, I know, I've been being a very negligent blogger... oops... eheheheeeh. I wish I could tell you I haven't been bloggin because I have really <i>important</i>, <i>smart </i>stuff but in truth I havent been doin' <strike><i>dumb</i>, </strike><strike style="font-style: italic;">silly</strike> AWESOME<i> </i>things like watching "How I Met Your Mother"(also known as doin' stuff like not having a LIFE. C'mon charlotte, get your act together). Anyways I'm just doing a quick outfit post (god, I am always doing outfit posts)! Okey. How was y'alls vacation (did you all have vacation?), did you pretend to be a llama? Cool, me too. ALSO, ALSO, ALSO I really happy because I might get to go to <a href="http://manhattanvintage.com/">this</a> thingy, which should be LEGEND, wait for it, DARRY (#howImetyourmother, #whatawkwardchildrensay, #me, #shutup)!! SO if any of you live nearish NYC we should all meet up and go shopping and I swear I'm not creepy (did saying that just make me seem creepy? ugh, whatever)!!! Okay, moving on...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wearing: 1960's austrian dirndl (My moms in the '80s), 1950's dance costume (given to me by Sarah, a vendor and my friend, at the SOWA Vintage market), stripy socks (bought in 6th grade when I thought I would wear them and be emo and shtuff but actually never did), 1940's shoes... </td></tr>
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DISCLAIMER: I do not play the viola (the instrument pictured in these photos)!!! I play the cello but I borrowed my sister's viola for these pictures...<br />
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Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-57638484893734819132012-12-18T14:49:00.001-08:002012-12-18T14:49:42.203-08:00Circles and circles and circles again<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
HELLO.<br />
ITS ME. Your long forgotten blogger... sorry about not posting in like... a while... I've thought about posting a couple times but each time I'm just too much of a lazy butt. Oops! I have been being productive in other fields of my life though!! For example I am interning at <a href="https://www.google.com/search?aq=f&oq=bobby's+from+boston+&sugexp=chrome,mod=0&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8&q=bobby's+from+boston+">Bobby's From Boston</a>, I think I've mention it before on this blog... ANYWAYS I AM, LIKE, SUPER PSYCHED ABOUT THIS, Y'ALL!!! I dont have the most thrilling jobs (I had to button everything in thestore.. this shows how 'mazingly dedicated Bobby is to keeping everything in TOP condition in there) BUT LORD is it fulfilling to be working in the most beautiful vintage store ever!!! It is a dream. come. true. I have been working at the SOWA vintage market as well, which is lovely as ever!! I have also been taking a metal welding class... ANOTHER AMAZING THING!! The teacher makes <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?um=1&hl=en&sa=N&tbo=d&biw=1361&bih=752&authuser=0&tbm=isch&tbnid=HuQgllIdChxncM:&imgrefurl=http://artisansasylum.com/%3Fcat%3D15&docid=XWwh-qGtJwH7OM&imgurl=http://artisansasylum.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/Ecco.jpg&w=378&h=481&ei=qu7QUOqCEOmy0QHyrICgCA&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=4&vpy=92&dur=863&hovh=253&hovw=199&tx=77&ty=124&sig=109489865072748875236&page=1&tbnh=128&tbnw=102&start=0&ndsp=29&ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0,i:91">headdresses</a> with a spot welder and they are sosososoooo cool!! Anyways my life has been going pretty darn well!! Except for the fact that every frickin' radio station is playing Christmas songs and my father is also singing them... non stop... BUT ITS GOIN' WELL Y'ALL!! The schools are being let out for winter break soon (I know, I know, I dont go to a public school but EVEN homeschooling classes get suspended for a week or so!!), which is cool cuz then I'll see my public school friends!! Anyways, EVEN MORE NEWS, <a href="http://majesticpotteryunicorn.blogspot.com/">Nell</a> and I did a clothing swap and I got the package a few days ago!!! GERP IT IS VHF:REGREHGOPAEHOP (this translates to amazing in weird teen language... I think? well I use it to mean amazing)!!!!! THANK YOU NELL, You gave me the best swap I could hope for!!! Okey dokey... that is it for my life update... now here is an update on clothes!!<br />
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-69197543629378290112012-11-30T16:12:00.001-08:002012-11-30T16:12:37.333-08:00I Never Thought I Could Love Anyone but Myself<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Its been a while, hasn't it? I'm sorry, I'm really a pretty lazy blogger, huh? I see that although I havent been posting some of you continued to check my blog (^_^) which makes me a happy little twiddle!! Things have been going alright, I've been pretty busy, shtuf like drawing classes, reading groups, medal working (GUYS THE TEACHER OF THE MEDAL WORKING CLASS I AM TAKING IS AMAZING AND SORT OF LOOKS LIKE AMANDA PALMER... it is cool), and medical shtudies and all that shiz (I'm pretty sure that if you had enough things wrong in your brrraaiin you could make a whole <i>liviinngg </i>off of phycological tests!! I mean, dudes, I've made $200 off the first one and $50 so far off of the one Im in now.. life 'tis good for the crazies)... As you can see I have had stuff going on in the artistic field of my life not to mention "thanksgiving" and all that other "holiday""cheery" "happy" things... Actually, I did have a nice time over thanksgiving (<b>perfect </b>time to wear the new lilac 1950s tulle dress I got on ebay!! and I bough another 50s tulle dress (yellow with tomes of frill and a bombshell neckline)), I got to spend a few days in Greenfield eating tons of pie (and middle eastern food? Idk, my boyfriends family, who was staying with us, brought a lot of middle eastern food.. it was thanksgiving with an eastern <i>"flair"</i>) and hanging out with my grandparents and uncle... over all it was a nice time! Well, I've been experimenting with weird things lately, one of which was wearing shoes in shoes... I stand by the opinion that while it is painful as fudge it is also the most genius idea ever!!!! That was a bit of an overstatement but I still think it looks pretty cool!<br />
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Love<br />
Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-83032833843018962662012-11-12T08:15:00.003-08:002012-11-12T08:15:48.196-08:00hidden through the leaves<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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How is everyone today? Nothing much has happened in my life over the last few days so I have nothing of interest to tell you. Some of the minor things which happened over the course of this weekend were: I went to work (aka my favorite place evaa), I bought a 1910's baby dress for a little girl who lives near me and I hung out with friends of mine, one of whom dresses in vintage style mens clothing (all I could think when I saw her was that if I didn't already have a boyfriend I would be like "MARRY ME PLEASE!!")... So thats basically whats happened in the "thrilling" life of Charlotte E. Somerville. Onwards now to more thrilling pictures of... you guessed it... ME.<br />
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Love<br />
Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-2507252616625513572012-11-08T17:45:00.002-08:002012-11-08T17:45:43.368-08:00I had a plastic heart once, before it turned to paper<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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how are you? I am well. Things have been odd for the last week, I've been adjusting to home schooling (my parents and I decided to take me out of school after my lovely stunt in Childrens Hospital) , which is very different from life at the public school I used to go to. However because I have been home schooled for the last week I have sosossosooo muych time to get dressed!! It's really lovely!! There is the downside that I don't get the strange looks at school anymore though. I feel at once completely accepting of this new lifestyle but also really nervous about what my friends at public school think of me. Its a funny mix. Oh well. </div>
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I felt a bit like a victorian beggar woman walking around in this outfit but wateva... This outfit is actually from 2 weeks ago when my mother and I went to Glouster to go shopping and see the Peabody Hats exhibit. I actually got the coat in a vintage store down there.<br />
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Anyways I hope you are well and that Sandy didnt affect too many of you!!!<br />
Love<br />
Charlotte </div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-88817823816251637802012-10-29T12:57:00.000-07:002012-10-29T12:58:00.146-07:00I'm Not the Killing Type<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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How are you? I'm okay, the weather outside is trying to get in here. No trees have fallen yet, I guess the storm hasn't pick its peak yet. For the last week I have been back to dressing up for most occasions. It's nice to at least have that to do each day. I bought a 1920s bathing suit and a 1930s nightgown and some kelly green go go girl boots. I wonder sometimes if buying things is really a healthy and sustainable way to keep my spirits up. I just know that when I feel an antique dress in my hands it makes me so excited. I do ask myself though if that will always be there. People change so much during their teenage years and I worry about losing the spark I feel between clothing and myself. For now buying clothes gives me such momentary satisfaction. It's not really a habit that I think I will be able to support when I grow older and have to do things to get the money to buy clothes. I am nervous about the time when I will not be able to create a happiness through clothing because I cant afford it or lose intrest. It makes it harder to control myself when I just got $175 for a medical study. I sound so privileged right now, and I am so so so sorry. I really should not complain about my privilege but it makes me scared about the time when I will now longer have it (this is awful, I know) because I don't really have skills to make a living for myself. Dressing in old clothes is not a way to earn money. Anyways for now I suppose I am alright and really shouldnt worry about the future when it is still far off. I have an outfit for you.<br />
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-61787357392543675942012-10-24T05:43:00.003-07:002012-10-24T05:43:57.004-07:00Roses are red... lips are blue...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I'm back!! I got out of the hospital yesterday and decided that I NEEDED to update (that sounded sketchy... oops) so here I am! Thank you all for your well wishes I read them while I was sick and it made me feel so so so so much better... so thank (apparently people on tumblr say this? it must be the coolioest thing to say... not)! Okay so I have an outfit update which is very well, I suppose, since I havent updated in, like, forever....<br />
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So that's all good... I embroidered the girdle when I came home yesterday... it says "red rose blue lips" on it (idk it seemed cool at the time... actually it still seems cool so watevs) and I attached safety pins to the front and long white strings to the back... I'm also wearing a 1920s dress, a white collared blouse, some platform sneakers (not the ones worn to the rookie meetup), a cuddly cow backpack (somehow I wound up with tons of stuffed animal back packs?) and bracelets I made during my hospitalization (good things come out of the hospital.. nehehehehhehee). I hope you all are well and thank you tons for your kind comments (they literally made my days happier)!!!<br />
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Love<br />
Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-90674935743777971902012-10-15T15:28:00.002-07:002012-10-15T15:28:35.711-07:00Hi guys...Hey guys!!<br />
I just wanted to apologize for not updating for a while and inform you that I will not be updating for the next week or so as I am in Childrens Hospital in Boston. I'm really sorry!<br />
thank you all for staying with me<br />
Love<br />
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Hello<br />
Much has happened over the course of these last few days... For starters I dyed my hair purple (I'm amazed, the Splat colors, CVS, actually work nicely and I am <i>very </i>pleased with how my hair looks now), I have my first <u style="font-weight: bold;">real</u> day of work at the SOWA vintage market tomorrow (EEEEP!! 6 hours of booth manning), tomorrow night I have a fashion show to go to for Boston Fashion Week and some other stuff happened (BOYSSS) but since this is a public blog I cant really inform you of this... Anyways here is an outfit post (wait, thats like the only type of post i do... cuz I'm too lazy to do anything else):<br />
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Oh and purely for your listening enjoyment here are some of the songs I am crazy about at the moment!!<br />
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Doves - Cake Bake Betty<br />
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April&May - David Fridlund<br />
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Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-80252943048255603752012-09-26T14:25:00.001-07:002012-09-26T14:25:06.359-07:00WINNER!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hey guysss!!<br />
I just wanted to annonce the winner...<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">GWEN!! </span><br />
I know now your all like "HOW can that be?!!? but this must be rigged!!! Charlotte and Gwen are internet bffls!!" well to you I say "YOU ARE ALSO MY INTERNET BFFL!!" and "the results weren't rigged, you can ask my sister!!" Im sorry to everyone who didnt win, I STILL LOVE YOU A LOT!!!! LIKE A LOT!!!<br />
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xoxo<br />
Charlotte<br />
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PS Nell had the idea that she and I do a clothes swap and I think thats a fab idea and if anyone else would be interested in doing a clothes swap with yours truly I would be SOOO HAPPY (cuxz y'all always look killer!!)</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-66967411191877326142012-09-26T08:50:00.002-07:002012-09-26T08:50:33.388-07:00Just letting Y'all know<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The give away is closing is... 4 hours (I was going to make the time to sign up longer but sooo many guys and gals have already entered that it's making my head hurt!! :P also I kinda want to get started on the lucky winner's mix-tape :D)!! So if you havent entered already... GO ENTER NOW!!!!! BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND WANT YOU TO WIN BECAUSE YOU ARE GORGEOUS!!!<br />
xoxo<br />
Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-64785534331597426752012-09-24T14:10:00.000-07:002012-09-24T14:10:07.163-07:00Charlotte's Fantabulous GIVE AWAY!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Hey!<br />
So, as promised, I have for you all the<span style="color: red;"><b> *~*</b></span><i><b><span style="color: magenta;">GIVE AWAY</span></b></i><b style="color: red;">*~*</b>!!! Ooooh, fancy. I know, I know, you are all very eager... maybe... But I hope you are because I am frickin' givin' away some of my favorite clothes and other shtuff here (don't worry they are washed... so it's not gross... there are also new things....)!!!! SO YOU BETTER BE EXCITED!!! OKAY!!!<br />
So here are the rules for the give away:<br />
<span style="color: red;">1. You must follow my blog </span><br />
<span style="color: red;">2. You must be a real and nice person and not a poop head </span>(<strike>most</strike> all of you are, so no need to worry)<br />
<span style="color: red;">3. You must comment in the comments your name AND email </span>(you may comment up to 3 times to increase you chances)<br />
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So there are my rules... I will use a random number generator to decide on a winner, so commenting multiple times increases your chances...<br />
Onward, dear friends, to the prizes!!!<br />
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it is from the 70s and has the MOST AMAZING FRINGE (shameless promotion)</div>
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I will also make you a hand made card/collage with pictures from vintage magazines and TONS of glitter and a note from yours truly....</div>
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I will also make you a mix tape with some of my favorite songs (you can request a genre as I have music favorites in most genres) and if I know you well some of your favorites too!!!</div>
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xoxox</div>
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Charlotte</div>
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if you have any questions, don't hesitate to contact me at charlotteisthekey@gmail.com</div>
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-82290295104109123672012-09-20T12:47:00.002-07:002012-09-20T12:47:29.532-07:00You are the Sweetest Rose in my Hen Pecked Garden<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Hello,<br />
How are you? I am well, almost 100% finished with my.... 2nd full-ish week of high school! THe problem with high school is that there IS SO MUCH TO DO!! I have to try to cram blogging and looking ab fab in with the homework, debate, cello, friends (yeah... I have a FEW of those) ect... I am really trying but it is HARD to look "great", aka like a crazy 90 year old, everyday and even harder to take pictures of it all!!!!! Sorry but Im not sorry, this is s-s-stresssfullll you guys!!! Oh yeah and because I reached 50 followers (a while ago.... awks) I will be doing a give away soon!! So tell your mom(s), tell your dad(s), tell your siblings, tell that crazy woman with the bird nest hair down the street, tell everyone about it!! Sadly this is NOT the give-away post (you can kill me later)... This IS however an outfit post. So you may rejoice now. This outfit was worn on picture day (aka today). Oh, picture day... how I hate thee guts and the way thou always makes me look like a hungover creeper who was a little too zealous when applying eye make-up. Ahhh, I dread this day every year. But anyways today was said day and because I never learn I applied make-up, so we can all expect me to look, yet again, like a total lunatic. Also, these so called "photographers" have a thing with making children tilt their head a little too much. I have a theory they are preparing us for that time which everyone runs into when they have to look like a serial killing doll. Anyways moving on from my musings here are pictures of the outfit I do approve.
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I am actually pretty pleased with this outfit so eh, be nice... then again you guys are always nice /(^u^)/<br />
Love<br />
Charlotte<br />
P.S. What do y'all want in the give away?? I can get some clothes together or make some riot/femme/grrrl necklaces from wire, jewelry, ect...</div>
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-75157432976208095402012-09-13T17:29:00.002-07:002012-09-13T17:29:25.908-07:00Review of the 2013 Spring Collection of Creatures of the Wind<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hello!<br />
Well, it's that time of year... The lovely time of year when all the psycho's who call themselves "fashuun bloggas" get all excited and "YAY" because it's fashion week time, again! And I shall admit that I was kinda really excited when fashion week started because that means fashion week in Boston starts soon so I'll have shows to go to!! Also I am a junkie for looking at style.com and it makes me soooo happy when I get to look at the new shows!<br />
So on that note my first ever review is on air... NOW!<br />
Creatures of the wind:<br />
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I really enjoyed the fall collection from these guys, I mean it had perfect poetic vibes with its dark colors, lace and chunky crochet... The fall collection made me think of a winter in the north of England (disclaimer I have never been to England, much less the north of it). I loved the feminine almost girlish look of the clothes and the layered silhouettes. Basically the whole collection made me sigh with joy because humanity can be so smart and pretty sometimes! Anyways based on how much I LOVED the fall collection you can bet when ever I was allowed the ipad I sat there waiting for the new collection to be up! Well now it is. Okay starting off: this collection is much... sharper? moderen? than the other one... While Fall had romantically dark colors of burgundy, black, and wine, here the colors were white-whites, snake print metallics, girly-yet-industrial pinks, grass greens, and blues. This is not to say that the Creatures (it's okay if I just abbrev. it to that? right?) wasn't romantic or poetic, it just did it in a crisper way. Some examples of the romantic side entered later in the show in forms of flow-y yellow skirts (WITH PINK BOWS!!! Can anyone say "CUTEST THING EVER"); a long green, mod dress with an adorable bow and the cutest empire waistline (guysss did you SEE those darts?! They are perfect in every way!!!) and the most gorgeous metallic grey dress which made me think of a BETTER, PRETTIER '80's prom dress... kind of as if the 80's had magically become classy and more simple while still maintaining the FRILLS. REALLY GUYS AND GALS THIS DRESS IS AMAZING!!! Can we all take a moment of silence for this amazing dress? Okay done... The rest of the show... While the colors are not my favorite and there is not enough going on with layers (in my humble opinion) I still have to applaud the simple but sightly distorted shapes in this collection... My favorite example of this was this dress:<br />
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At first you're all like "oh nice a pretty white dress..." but THEN you see the skirt and you're all like "OMG that skirt sort of looks like an egg and that is amazing and can I please have that dress because it is cute and unexpected and lovely and god that skirt looks like an egg which is UNBELIEVABLY AWESOME!!!!!" In other words the hips are such a nice accent, and that's just really cool and cute because for the rest of the show it's basically dropped waist/no waist coats or empire waist dresses. Also I am really liking all the shiny fabric and little bow accents... The bows are really hard to see in the style.com pictures until you zoom in but when you do it is totally adorable and just... sigh, perfect. One problem I do have with this collection is the pants. I know, I know, I hate pants in general and I hate these pants less but they're just... "eh". They look like a "cooler" "more artsy-farsty" version of all the printed denim which has everyone pissing their pants and spending a ton of money and I am not exactly a huge fan of printed denim... so the pants get an "eh". However in general this collection is pretty cute, not ground breaking and not as beautiful or totally stellar as last years fall collection but it's still nice and I really do like it!!!!<br />
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okay!!<br />
I hope you enjoyed (or at least had a laugh) my review<br />
Love<br />
Charlotte</div>
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-28275363958882927892012-09-07T12:52:00.002-07:002012-09-07T12:52:15.224-07:00Mother Mary Calls to Me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Hello, lovely people!<br />
How are you? I am well and... A HIGH SCHOOLER!!! Yes, yes you have encountered yet another high school blogger... and I'm not ashamed of it... Anyways I'm sure you're all dying to know how my first three days of high school went (but not really) however I am going to just go with the following three points 1) I have friends in most of my classes, not my best friends but friends none the less 2) while some (obnoxious) people stared and laughed at my outfits most people were pretty accepting and quite a few complemented me 3) the cafeteria+12th graders+tons of people who are sweaty=a horrible, scary, stinky situation (while you could interpret this to be The Situation I remind you I am not on jersey shore... haha not a funny joke because it made no sense). Anyways all in all I'd give my first week (3 days) in High School a 81% which is a B- (I'm gettin' all in da skool spirt, yo with gradin' and shit). We have a football game tonight against Wellesley (aka the nemesis-neighbor town) tonight which I plan on skipping or going to it and wearing all black and claiming I'm mourning the boys who will get a concussion tonight and the girls who are looking like total fools cheerleading. I will most likely go with the former. In other current events I have glasses now!! <br />
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And I have an outfit to show you because this is a style blog...<br />
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oh and I thought you should know this belt was described<br />
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Love<br />
Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-52692699893401346982012-09-03T06:51:00.002-07:002012-09-03T06:51:43.354-07:00Sometimes I'm stuck wondering if they even care<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hello<br />
How are you? I am... I don't really know... unenthused may be the word, looking down my nose and sighing is basically what I've been doing. Luckily my lack of a social life outside of the internet lends itself to writing many poems about experiences I have had over the summer (many "overly cynical" poems). So here we go, enjoy reading my silly, teenage poems:<br />
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1. molding the motor with apathy<br />
yellow fog gives false sense of serenity<br />
like a ship sinking sabbath<br />
just dont scalp the sadistic tendencies<br />
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2. We ate lemons yesterday<br />
sat on the duvet<br />
discussing our emotions<br />
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3. (there are word choices in this one which may seem to be making light of rape but honest to god I did not mean them that way, this poem is simply about a less than lovely encounter I had with a man over the summer and rape was the only way I could think of to describe some of the things he said to/about me... again I'm not proud or sure this was the right word and please don't hate me!!!)<br />
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walking in paths laid out by the deer<br />
so secluded out of the cold<br />
I was still little and did not heed<br />
the truths the snapping twigs told<br />
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you were my Charlie, walking in silence<br />
making a movement, making a movie<br />
telling me stories the woods had told<br />
like a fiend of falsely warm fire<br />
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but no, youre my friend, youre my Gerald Friend<br />
Jaded and Terrifying<br />
your kind words were more like a rape<br />
and age you can't be denying<br />
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I secretly was scared of your past<br />
the deflowered tales that it left<br />
and unconsciously I want to object<br />
because we know I'm safer lying<br />
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And your brothers not the sick one<br />
you look at my thighs<br />
guess what baby with the beard and kind eyes<br />
you're still gonna need a better fucking disguise<br />
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but no, youre my friend, youre my Gerald Friend<br />
Jaded and Terrifying<br />
your kind words were more like a rape<br />
and age you can't be denying<br />
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Anyways I hope you enjoyed reading my crappy poems... If you have any questions or suggestions (hey, that rhymed!! ANOTHER POEM!!) please don't hesitate to comment...<br />
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love<br />
charlotte<br />
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-40455189306645426012012-08-29T07:58:00.001-07:002012-08-29T07:58:33.219-07:00"Excuse me, sir, where is the corn starch?"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Hello,<br />
How are you? Wow, 2 posts in one week, what madness has taken hold of the world?! Actually Im just super bored so you guys get the "lovely privilege" of getting to read more about my life... Well, sadly i have nothing of any importance to inform you all of, so instead we simply have a picture or two to keep you all entertained! I know, try to contain your excitement... I'm in an awfully sarcastic mood today incase you hadn't realized...<br />
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Love<br />
Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-53282280866558783532012-08-27T09:16:00.000-07:002012-08-27T09:16:07.363-07:00Play Me a Song from the List in my Mind<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hello<br />
How are you? I am well, enjoying the LAST few days of summer vacation... wow, Im almost a 9th grader... maybe it's time to stop making jokes about poop and farts? eh, oh well. I have had a great summer vacation, meeting alsorts of great (and not so great) people and seeing stuff (descriptive, huh?) and eating as many grilled cheeses as I can (this may be why I now ask everyone if they have accepted Cheese into their hearts... I know I have). I feel stupid but I'm not actually all that scared about High School. I mean its the same people as this year and I'm pretty sure I have friends in my classes, so honest how bad could it be? But because Im not scared I feel like I should be and now I'm just going to be let down by high school (not that I'm like "WOOT!!! HIGH SCHOOL GONNA BE GREAT!!" I'm just also not like "errrgggg this is going to suck and Im going to have no friends and everyones going to think I'm an stupid freak!" not that its bad if you are like that right now). People tell me that in high school more people find themselves but I am a little scared about if Im going to find anyone who is exactly like me (it would be cool but Id also sorta hate them) because I wouldn't know whether to hate them or want to be bffs with them... anyways this is just a trivial question because I am doubting that there are many riot grrrl obsessed, vintage clothes hoarding, antique shoe smelling, rookie reading people at the high school I am attending (I dont mean to sound all "oooh Im <i>such </i>a special snowflake... look at me, Im Charlotte and no one's like me!" because there are people who are a) a hella lot cooler than I am and b) into the same things as I am... but based on the people I know and have seen around the town I live in I dont think there are many people who are into the same shit here... that is not bad, its just what I assume but you cant judge a book by its cover I guess so I dont actually know). Anyways this isn't supposed to be a rant-about-my-life-blog so here are some pictures (the first is from, like, a month ago in Detroit and the other one is what I am wearing today):<br />
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ummm, I have a thing for pink and white? oooh and my hair has grown a lot!!<br />
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love<br />
Charlotte</div>
Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-60537914997975134532012-08-19T05:31:00.004-07:002012-08-19T05:31:59.777-07:00Just a Short Story Explaining all the Stuff I Never Thought I'd have to Explain<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hello<br />
First of all Id like to say that Im pretty sure my computer is not letting me comment on all your wonderful blogs... I tried to comment on all of yours but I dont think the comments have been showing up. I mean, have they? Anyways Im sorry if they havent and just know that I <i>have </i>been checking all the usual blogs!!<br />
Okay so today Im going to do an outfit post because I havent for a while and idk maybe you want to see the random stuff I put on(?) so here are just a few outfits I wore during the road trip...<br />
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i got these shoes at a thrift store for $3 and I thought I was getting this great deal because they are really cool... however an evening walking around santa cruz in them would prove to be like sticking my feet in a fire then peeling the skin off of them and then crushing them with a giant hammer in other words these shoes are very sadistic and would probably like watching little children cry...<br />
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The next day I wore the same outfit (yeah, Im so with the whole fashion scene) but with this <i>lovely </i>"make up" look. I basically glued a fake eyelash (which is, like, an inch and a half long) to my eye brow and drew lines on my face with gold lip gloss (which you can totally not see in this picture... it was cool, I swear) and made this really stupid face.<br />
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These pictures were taken in the Badlands, which are so otherworldly, they look like something from dr. seuss but then in real life and with no trees. right because that made sense. and wow that sky is blue...<br />
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And then these pictures were taken in a volcanic landscape, all the black around me is igneous rock. These pictures were taken on a huge hill made completely of volcanic rock.<br />
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Photo credits to my mom and awesome sister (she took the first and last pictures) who is an aspiring photographer (I think shes gonna be my photographer from now on *u*)<br />
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love<br />
charlotte<br />
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-38663687828548446322012-08-13T10:59:00.004-07:002012-08-13T10:59:46.042-07:00A very sexual paradox <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Hot is such a funny word. When you are very young it means warm, as you grow older and want to seem cool you use it interchangeably with cute. Now, that I'm 14 or going into 9th grade it means sexy... I think it does at least. I'm never really sure what it means, I just know people use it to describe people they like. But it doesn't have anything to do with that individuals personality. I know girls use it to describe singers like 1 Direction and I know sometimes I use it to talk about the guy i (used to) like however I don't know how I'm supposed to feel about me being hot or looking hot or wanting to be hot.<br />I mean as I read magazines I get so many conflicting messages about my body and how much I should show of it. They tell a story about a girl whoover came an eating disorder or how all bodies are good bodies (while only showing white/tan, 5'-5'10", 100 to 150lb women) then, just 5 pages later, they tell me how to lose 10lbs in a week pr which type of jeans will make my legs look "sexy" (aka thin). They tell me how i should wear shirts that show off my breasts and how to rock tight dresses, telling me that if I do this I'll look "hot" and guys will like me... Then a couple pages later they slut shame and tell women on their pages to "leave some to the imagenation"... Wait, didn't they just tell me how to show off my cleavage (hey, and what if I don't have cleavge?! Do I still apply?!) and now they tell Kelly Clarkson to pull up her shirt?! Right... It doesn't make sense... So I turn to the feminist magazines... But they all tell me different thing s... Latex is okay, as long as its for you vs. Latex is not feminist as it is restricting your movement and you are doing to to look hot (not feminist). I have to agree more with the former opinion, not because of the magazines that say it but because I have been called "slutty" at points and frankly i think it's my own choice if I want to look sexy... I don't wear a short skirt because I want a guy to check out my legs and I'm not wearing a bra because I don't feel like it not because I want to have guys give me attention. Whenever I wear a shorter skirt (which, yeah, I've been doing more of) some girl at school says I look slutty or a guys comment that I don't look like a prude... finally. Or some other girls say that I finally am showing some skin and that now maybe guys will look at me... as if I am dressing this way so that they can comment... I dress in shorter skirts because, yes, I do want to show some skin but it's not so a guy can look at my legs; it's because, guess what, I like my legs and I fucking like the skirt. I like looking down at my unshaven legs and seeing them bare. and i like to look at the skirt because it is freaking cute! It makes me feel good about me. And it's not so that you can say something about it. I know girls and guys are just joking with me when they call me a slut, they laugh and I laugh, it's a joke. Its not a joke though about the other girls, is it? The people at my school, in Glamour, in People and me (yes me. I do this too. I'm not perfect and I am hypocritical) are for real when they say that the girl who always wears body con, black mini skirts and dresses is a slut. They are half serious when they say that she gave that stoner boy a blow job. Why do they say this? They have no proof, it's just because she dresses in a way that makes them think she is overly sexual and because they think it is their job to make a comment. Yeah,maybe they have some stoned boy's word for it. But... Hey, guess what guys, boys (and girls) lie about sexual incidents! You have one guy's word for it and that one word makes you immediately think she is somehow lower than you. She. Is. Just. As. Good. As. You. It's not fair to assume things just because someone said it's so and because you think that the person the rumor is about fits the description based on their clothes, their hair, their make up, their breasts or the people they hang out with.<br />And honestly I slut shame too. And I am being very hypocritical when I shout at the rest of the world but I do try to catch myself because I know (even though it a joke) that I hate it when people assume my intentions when i wear some of my clothes and call me names, they assume, are derogatory.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">i just had to get that off my chest after getting stares and a cat call when wearing a mini, cheerleading skirt in santa cruz and having a boy (a friend of mine actually) stare at my breasts when i wore a black bra under a see through 1920s dress, I mean, really? Thank you for taking the time to read my rant...</span><br />
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-86711298761556213982012-07-21T12:52:00.003-07:002012-07-21T12:52:53.552-07:00Things both pink and purple<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sorry that I haven’t been blogging much (at all) in the last
few weeks! I swear I have not forgotten you (?)… No, but really I have been
busy. Doing stuff. For example until a couple days ago my mother and I were
taking a tour of the Midwest (kinda a big deal). It was actually really
amazing! Basically it was a bunch of shhoppppinggg (hehehee… I may have spent,
like, $100 in, like, 9 days (>_<)… eheh)!! It was like, totes, awesome!
Really. I mean, who knew that you could have fun with a PARENTAL FIGURE?! Okay
so, I’m not going to give you like a wall of text saying everything we did in
just one post (cuz that would be annoying for me to type… and you to read), but
I’ll start with the first few days (July 8<sup>th</sup> and 9<sup>th</sup>). On
the 8<sup>th</sup> we left at about 7:30 (which is really amazing for my mom
and me) from our humble home in MA. We drove down to my Gramps and Grannie
Annie’s house in rural NY (oh and I was happy because we were still able to
listen to my fave Boston radio station getting out there; 88.9). We ate lunch
there and after lunch they gave us directions for a TOWN OF ANTIQUE STORES
(gahhhhhhhhhh)!!! Luckily it was on Route 20 so we got to go!! Anyways the town
was rad. Rad. Rad. Raddd. The first store we went into had a petticoat from the
late 1800’s (nark!! Erp!! Snurf!! *Happy
noises*)… and it was $8, -… so I sorta <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">had</i>
to get it (wow, I’m really buying into the consumerist ways of this country).
The next store was okay but there was nothing really “wow”, so we left. BUT
THEN… Our young hero (me... eheh) entered the store of Victorian dresses
costing $25… derp. I had so much fun looking at those (*O*)!! But being the “bargain
hunter” I am I decided $25 was wayyyy too much to spend after I had ALREADY
SPENT $8. SO we went upstairs to the bargain attic were there was a 30% off
room!! It was here that I found a dress from the 40s, that (not marked off…
yet) was $15!! So, duh, I got it (it was, like, $11 in the end, I think they
took a little extra off… d’awww they so sweet). The rest of the day was spent
in the car getting to the camp ground… at the camp ground we took some spooky
pictures of me in the 40s dress (the color is to die for) and got some great
ice cream and frozen yogurt… <o:p></o:p></div>
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until about 11 o’clock when we got to the WOMENS RIGHTS MUSEUM!!! Women’s lib
actually started in the 1840’s, not the early 1900’s when there was the whole
right to vote cool thing! Anyways it was really s’awesome to learn about the
history of Feminism because its something I believe and learning stuff is cool.
I got to see other people’s views on feminism in a survey and, like, 80% said
it was still relevant (this was in a women’s rights museum but its nice to see,
after a year of people telling me feminism is silly and not necessary anymore)!!
After that mom made us go to Niagara Falls. This was lame (sorry US/Canada, but
I have no desire to be crowed in a wet space with a bunch of tourists taking
photos). We also got lost a lot.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">I think
in total that whole day we drove 30 miles the wrong way… However in the evening
we got to Detroit. Which is so beautiful. The falling apart buildings give it
the look of a dead utopia. In a way Detroit is like a Victorian dress, which
has shredded silk, moth holes and sweat stains but it still the most beautiful
dress you have ever seen. It’s like a broken beauty, which has, in my opinion,
a much better story. We got to our B&B late in the evening but our hosts
were very kind (and they are a totally a C-U-T-E couple!!) but I didn’t really
get to meet them as I went up to bed and DID’NT snore like a lumberjack (a
great fear of mine is that I snore… my sister says I do).</span></div>
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Cesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03693900466471409195noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052956434357785152.post-15456816169993934602012-07-21T12:52:00.001-07:002012-07-21T12:52:27.028-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sorry that I haven’t been blogging much (at all) in the last
few weeks! I swear I have not forgotten you (?)… No, but really I have been
busy. Doing stuff. For example until a couple days ago my mother and I were
taking a tour of the Midwest (kinda a big deal). It was actually really
amazing! Basically it was a bunch of shhoppppinggg (hehehee… I may have spent,
like, $100 in, like, 9 days (>_<)… eheh)!! It was like, totes, awesome!
Really. I mean, who knew that you could have fun with a PARENTAL FIGURE?! Okay
so, I’m not going to give you like a wall of text saying everything we did in
just one post (cuz that would be annoying for me to type… and you to read), but
I’ll start with the first few days (July 8<sup>th</sup> and 9<sup>th</sup>). On
the 8<sup>th</sup> we left at about 7:30 (which is really amazing for my mom
and me) from our humble home in MA. We drove down to my Gramps and Grannie
Annie’s house in rural NY (oh and I was happy because we were still able to
listen to my fave Boston radio station getting out there; 88.9). We ate lunch
there and after lunch they gave us directions for a TOWN OF ANTIQUE STORES
(gahhhhhhhhhh)!!! Luckily it was on Route 20 so we got to go!! Anyways the town
was rad. Rad. Rad. Raddd. The first store we went into had a petticoat from the
late 1800’s (nark!! Erp!! Snurf!! <span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">*Happy
noises*)… and it was $8, -… so I sorta <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">had</i>
to get it (wow, I’m really buying into the consumerist ways of this country).
The next store was okay but there was nothing really “wow”, so we left. BUT
THEN… Our young hero (me... eheh) entered the store of Victorian dresses
costing $25… derp. I had so much fun looking at those (*O*)!! But being the “bargain
hunter” I am I decided $25 was wayyyy too much to spend after I had ALREADY
SPENT $8. SO we went upstairs to the bargain attic were there was a 30% off
room!! It was here that I found a dress from the 40s, that (not marked off…
yet) was $15!! So, duh, I got it (it was, like, $11 in the end, I think they
took a little extra off… d’awww they so sweet). The rest of the day was spent
in the car getting to the camp ground… at the camp ground we took some spooky
pictures of me in the 40s dress (the color is to die for) and got some great
ice cream and frozen yogurt… <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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until about 11 o’clock when we got to the WOMENS RIGHTS MUSEUM!!! Women’s lib
actually started in the 1840’s, not the early 1900’s when there was the whole
right to vote cool thing! Anyways it was really s’awesome to learn about the
history of Feminism because its something I believe and learning stuff is cool.
I got to see other people’s views on feminism in a survey and, like, 80% said
it was still relevant (this was in a women’s rights museum but its nice to see,
after a year of people telling me feminism is silly and not necessary anymore)!!
After that mom made us go to Niagara Falls. This was lame (sorry US/Canada, but
I have no desire to be crowed in a wet space with a bunch of tourists taking
photos). We also got lost a lot.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">I think
in total that whole day we drove 30 miles the wrong way… However in the evening
we got to Detroit. Which is so beautiful. The falling apart buildings give it
the look of a dead utopia. In a way Detroit is like a Victorian dress, which
has shredded silk, moth holes and sweat stains but it still the most beautiful
dress you have ever seen. It’s like a broken beauty, which has, in my opinion,
a much better story. We got to our B&B late in the evening but our hosts
were very kind (and they are a totally a C-U-T-E couple!!) but I didn’t really
get to meet them as I went up to bed and DID’NT snore like a lumberjack (a
great fear of mine is that I snore… my sister says I do).</span></div>
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