skin

i can smell you on my skin.

a king of all kinds

a crown of black skies hides behind a hairline

the thrills of the thunder encased by a flick

or a flinch of a lash trimmed lid

no better than us with those words you spin

blind in the day to a brighter night and a pitiful

excuse for tomorrow.

you see what you want but the king sees it all

and what you call blood runs colourless

and clear as your skin sheds pages like a scaly

infection

infectious

now i'm just rambling.

oh well, worth a try.

mickey mouse sunglasses

i've always had a thing for them.

older is better

but i don't want a new year, i liked this one

shorter than your skirt

emma watson, ashlee simpson, mia wasikowska, and alice glass.
and don't they look so much prettier for it? i think so. they look grown up. except you gotta have the bone structure for it, so i've heard. and what are the chances in that? i mean, ashlee had to get a new nose to pull it off, but i suppose it is possible.

ten things i could do with my time:

1. dye the shit out of my hair

2. continue to wrap presents

3. listen to my new cocorosie album

4. cut all my hair off

5. paint my nails

6. pluck my eyebrows

7. put on a ton of makeup and play dress up by myself

8. unpack my suitcase

9. bake christmas cookies

10. write a letter to no one

here's a hint, i'm opting for 1, 4, 6, and 10.

here's to:

the cheesiest christmas parties

the best staged photos

and the most amazing friends i'm proud to know.

always.

not much to do on a thursday night

except for watch the kitty attack her christmas presents

she somehow always manages to make me smile.

always.

shake

this feeling in my gut

this uneasy feeling

just won't shake away.

rediscovering my past

quest for camelot + fern gully = childhood (and respect for nature)

just brainstorming

how to make this the most amazing anniversary present yet. i mean, i haven't finished christmas shopping or anything...but i don't really work in order.

so on my way to being a mom

i love short haircuts, turtlenecks, and lace up boots. Tuxedo ties, blouses, and riding pants. Oh and did i mention the colour green? Rich forest green at least.

dis is me, dat is you

dis is what happens when you lick my eye.

couldn't help myself

kittens make me warm inside

KITTENS!

i'm getting you this for christmas.

23 (years old together)

when its all over, i'm gonna write you a story.

happy 23. :)

oh the good ol' days

before emo changed it's definition.

formal badass mom-esque version of a riding boot

leather and spandex, you've never made my legs look so thin.

so i need a job

here are the requirements:

- located in toronto

- i don't need to have a completed degree

- involves fashion, art, or both

- will hire me full time during peak seasons, and part time during school year, or is temporary/freelance

any ideas?

screw art school:

feathers, and makeup, and glitter, Oh my!

i see a new profession down the tunnel of adulthood...

if you want something done right...

not quite what i was looking for

less than what i had in mind

a torn idea; picture perfect

i guess i'll just have to keep looking

...i guess i'll just have to do it yourself.

don't worry, it'll be great, it'll be worth it, at least i really exceptionally hope so. or at least that you like it.

the good ol' fashioned way

in 24 hours, this is where we will be. finding the perfectly oddly shaped asymmetrical tree.

ps: i hope there's snow.

lights

i'm excited to see her back in her natural habitat.

and for a cutesy date night.

myself included

maybe no one realizes,

but this is hard on me too.

maybe even harder than you think.

artist's block

if that is a real thing. what else can i produce based on this project?

mother nature

earth mother

interchangeable maybe

either way, my ideas are limited and i'm starting to tire of treading water.

RIP:Glasses

for three years i've taken good care of you.

for three years you've gone unscratched, unbent, unbroken.

i'm sorry for the wrong i've done to you.

if the optical hospital can't fix you, i promise a proper burial because of how good you've been to me.

you deserve one.

zombie kitties

we could match.

i love your hand-me-downs

they smells like ya.

chocolate rice krispies

i even had enough left over for breakfast this morning.

:) fanks.

you're my candy cane

aka: the best part about the christmas holidays.

mmrrrroow.

so fever. so ray.

gotta love the rules in drawing class.

long live mcqueen!

i don't need a ring

i've already got two.

oh wonder child,

nice tights, nice jacket, nice waistcoat, nice pants, nice shoes, nice shirt.

i wish i could look like this.

thanks bill. you make my fashion life complete.

there must be a reason his first name is wolfgang. i'm pretty sure its synonymous with genius.

my labbit

is as cute as this. i wish you could snuggle with us.

convenience charges will apply

well, i just got a one week extension on a project, an extension i didn't have to ask for.

where's the catch?

face rubs

eskimo kisses and whisker tickles

i wish there was something i could do to make you feel better.

lies

okay, so apparently i lied. i have school until december third. but i only have one class: drawing. thats when our "mini thesis" is due. i'm thinking female figure mixed with deers mixed with fever ray style body paint. stephanie rotz, are you a taker?

my idea would be nature's innocence through the archetypal good mother, aka earth mother.

are you down?

8 days left of school;

"there's a vulture on my shoulder and he's telling me to give in"

not including weekends.

i'm pretty excited, i mean, i'm probably going to do more homework than i have all year so far, but it'll be for fun instead of for critiques and shitty grades. i'll do the stuff i wanna do, maybe even get to the darkroom, and if get enough stuff done, maybe it can even be put towards some projects in the future? i mean the only rule is that you can't submit anything for twice for a different class. one project per class, no sharsies. but they never said anything about handing in work that you've previously done. we could make it work right? maybe i should check my schedule...

another bonus? i only have one exam.

three cheers for art school! hip hip hurray! hip hip hurray! hip hip hurray!

yeah she kicks a lot of ass

thanks sierra for making my day. good show good show.

after:

not the most different but my roots are gone.

before:

spectrum choice number three i think? this picture makes it look the same, but its going to be a fair bit darker i presume.

women are men too.

writer

one day i'm going to be a writer; i'm going to write the stories kids hate to learn about in high school literature classes or perhaps the kinds of stories that are burned by churches.

either way, someone's going to hate me for it.

just wait and see.

i do like a good turtleneck

well done.

sailor

just thought i'd tell you,

i'm a fan of the sailor too.

22

for every cute little animal that comes in two's, dis is me and dat is you.

two months short of two years - i love you.

spending way too much money with my mummy: Priceless

-vintage nurse's army dress $7

-amazing leather and spandex gloves $6

-sam edelman fringe boots $9

-tacky plaid turtleneck $5

-hand knit armwarmers $3

-plain grey turtleneck $5

-vintage briefcase for lappy $6

spending way too much money with my mummy: Priceless

courtesty of value village

easy alphabet pony

now thats a photo shoot i'd love to do. compliments of fever ray.

its funny

it's funny how they'll never know

and its funny that i'll never know,

but i'll wish that i did.

there are so many ways

that this could be different

that this should be different

but it's not different

because this is how it is.

i wish you could walk me home some nights,

every nights

all nights.

stay with me

every night, all nights.

if only to be in two places at once.

two people at once.

its funny.

one for me, one for you.

my room's cold

and my teeth are chattering

my lips stained blue

but by the end of the week

all i want is you.

face paint parade

carved a pumpkin wif my pumpkin.

thats you. smiles. :)

boo?

they treat me like a legend, am i really this cool?

so she would wear a feather headdress

kesha, here i come!