Monday, March 30, 2009

Prose Before Slumber, I Always Say

Stuff Before Bed

Am i a joyful girl?
I think so.
When it comes to others, anyway.
I live for smiles erupting on faces
Light entering eyes and color flashing faces
Because of something I have said.
I am not selfless
I give you joy in hopes of finding my own
In hopes of drinking in your mirth
Of basking in your glow
Of rolling in your fields
Roll roll roll
Smock smock smock.
Scoot scoot scoot.
I love you and your smiling face
Whoever you are
I love making you grin
I try on your grin for the day
I try it on with a dress and shoes
As I am trying on the souls of those who first owned them
You are beautiful because I have made you smile.
That makes me feel a little beautiful as well.



♥,
~ Amy


Saturday, March 28, 2009

Black & White & RAWR!

(image by ravagedlimbs@LJ)
i do it for the joy it brings
because i'm a joyful girl
because the world owes me nothing
and we owe each other the world
i do it because it's the least i can do
i do it because i learned it from you
and i do it just because i want to
because i want to

everything i do is judged
and they mostly get it wrong
but oh well
'cuz the bathroom mirror has not budged
and the woman who lives there can tell
the truth from the stuff that they say
and she looks me in the eye
and says would you prefer the easy way
no, well o.k. then
don't cry

i wonder if everything i do
i do instead
of something i want to do more
the question fills my head
i know there's no grand plan here
this is just the way it goes
when everything else seems unclear
i guess at least i know

i do it for the joy it brings
because i'm a joyful girl
because the world owes me nothing
and we owe each other the world
i do it because it's the least i can do
i do it because i learned it from you
and i do it just because i want to
because i want to...
~ Joyful Girl,
Ani Difranco


Not much today,
just pretties.
As you can see, CiCi has started
to ponder the nature of what she is.
Oh dear.
Today, clearly, childhood prevails.


In case you've not yet seen it,
Where The Wild Things Are!!!


I am so excited. It makes me smile.


Here are some dresses!
I've had these for a while now.
I always get excited to take them out!



Ruffles & Lace!
Bought at my former place of employ.


Moar love!!!
Also bought at the old shop.
Cardigan was a gift.




Ignore my bruised legs.
I have been doing so for years!

I'm excited, as I have new purchases
coming soon in the mail.
Oh what a shoe addict I have become...



til then,
♥,
~ Amy




Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Lovesick Monsters


Simplicity,
&
Two (Mostly) Good Vampire Flicks.

I'll not compare the two, despite their
obvious parallels, because they are still
two decidedly different genres.
We'll start out with something soft
and easy to chew on.


Twilight
2008, Catherine Hardwicke

Oh Twilight. That which rabid teenagers love to scream about and viciously defend with poor grammar, and which bored intellectuals like to pick apart and scoff at to make themselves feel better. Happily, I fall into neither category, but nice and cozy in the middle. I won't get in depth about the series itself, what I like about it, what I loathe, feminism, love, and the amount of time I spent bashing my head against a wall after reading the name 'Renesmee'. This is about one book, and the film version of it. I'll make it quick!

Girl moves from Arizona to Washington State to live with her dad. Girl is quiet nerdy loner. Girl meets boy. Boy is vampire. Boy is a good vampire with nice good vampire family who don't eat people, but it gets tough. Other vampires DO eat people. Shenanegans abound!

I really liked this film. Taken for what it is, it's great. It's got fluff, it's got humor, it's got action, it's got romance, and the good guys kill the bad guy (but conveniently forget about his girlfriend, YAY villain for the sequel!). Sure some of the acting and dialogue is stale, but the leads have palpable chemistry. Sure some of the directing is melodramatic, but the attention to detail is amazing and makes for a beautiful setting.

And for me, frankly, I like it more than the book. There are two reasons for this, I think. One, the conflict is more pronounced, is not JUST about the fact that Edward is a tortured soul and Bella is in love with him anyway. The threat the nomads present is just there more, leaving you uneasy through almost the whole film. But much more than that, I actually LIKED Bella in the film, whereas at least in the first book, I got sick of her pretty quickly. I think this is entirely due to Kristen Stewart, who...I don't think she could play a helpless female character if her life were on the line, it doesn't seem like something she'd want to do, from what interviews I've seen. Instead of being in Bella's head listening to her whine for pages on end, we're presented with a self-sufficient, introverted, kinda bored and clearly very smart, well-adjusted teenage girl. I enjoy this fresh air, thank you.

Now I know there are a million things to pick apart about the series, as far as the messages it sends teenage girls, and I do agree with some of the criticism. I do wish our female lead wasn't SO dependent on her boyfriend, wasn't so weak, didn't have getting married and pregnant at 19 ridiculously romanticized, etc. and so forth (HUMAN GIRLS, your baby WON'T be a cute super-fast growing half-vampire, and you WON'T be able to take that cruise with your fabulously rich vampire husband, kay? You'll be changing diapers. Lots of 'em.). However...in the grand scheme of messages that are being thrown at teenage girls from various sources (The Hills, Gossip Girl, 99% of the programming on MTV), which would you rather your little sister emulate? Your sexuality is a weapon, use it to manipulate or be manipulated, all that matters in life is money, clothes, and who you're with, etc? Or falling madly in love with one person, not just for the rest of your life but for eternity, being faithful only to them, through good times and bad...and having a sister-in-law with an amazing shoe collection?

Bella Swan might not ever come close to filling Elizabeth Darcy's shoes. But she can fill Rory Gilmore's. Rory had nice shoes.



Let The Right One In
2008, Tomas Alfredson

Now, this Swedish film? IS a horror film in the classic vampire tradition, and yet it is terribly original. Oskar is a fragile, lonely 12 year old boy who lives with his mother in an apartment complex. He is constantly bullied at school, and though he imagines himself standing up to his tormentors, when push comes to shove, he can only let them hurt him. Until a new girl named Eli moves in next door. She doesn't come out during the day, and she often forgets to wear shoes in the snow. She is a vampire, and she's been 12 years old for a very long time. The two fall into puppy love, which is adorable and innocent and sweet. Eli, however, is no Edward. She is still a monster, and it is horrific to see. In the end, she cannot stay in one place for very long...but she saves Oskar the only way she knows how.

This film is...fairly amazing, actually. It alternates seamlessly between sweetness, sadness, cuteness, and absolute horror. The filming itself is beautiful, drab sets shot through in places with bright color. This is a violent movie, not everyone's cup of tea, but the two leads are children...with a child's capacity for accepting people as they are, mixed with the dangerous fact that because of this, they may not realize what they're getting into...it adds this amazing layer of innocence and empathy and, as I said, weird sweetness.

Personally, I loved it. The end, even though it's bright and the two characters are happy, had me crying because of what was implied...if you see the film, you'll know why. It is subtle, sweet, beautiful, and I will probably be having some really weird nightmares tonight!



Wardrobe Project: Simplicity

Some things, you do not have to add much to.


In the past, I have spent ages trying
to figure out ways to dress up this particular
Free People tunic. Finally, though, I
realized that it speaks just fine on it's own.



The same with my favorite LBD.
Sometimes all you need are the right shoes,
and the right necklace.
From Paraphernalia, of course :D



The Hoop that ate my free time!
Yes, most of it :D
And now, I require tea.


♥,
~ Amy





Monday, March 23, 2009

Witch Babies Never Cry


Witch Baby, who is not one of them, dreams of her own Angel again. He is huddling on the curb of a dark, rainy street. Behind him is a building filled with golden lights, people and laughter, but he never goes inside. He stays out in the rain, the hollows of his eyes and cheeks full of shadows. When he sees Witch Baby, he opens his hands and holds them out to her. She never touches him in the dream, but she knows just how he would feel.
~ Witch Baby, FLB


(all images found on We <3>




~ Amy



Sunday, March 22, 2009

Beautiful Things! (Image Heavy)

Beauty!

The sun is shining, but all is cold.
And while I am still finding
creativity to be a slippery thing,
I am finding myself muchly inspired.
Clothing, art, music, storybooks.
So here are some peoples/things that
have been shaping my springtime!


Natasha Khan

Like, duh.
Not only have I fallen madly in love
with Bat For Lashes, the musician endlessly
inspires. I want her wardrobe.
All of it.
I also want her singular confidence
and creativity. All of it.
I mean, the woman painted
Daniel-san on her back :D




Devendra Banhart

Big fan of all his music ever?
Not really.
But I do want to steal his wardrobe
also. And move into whatever
gypsy caravan he fell off of :D


Fairytales

This spring is full of kid's books,
illustrated fairytales and wishing for wings.
Faerie Tale Theater and enchanted sleeps.
Oh wait...that's every springtime for me.
I want to dress like Snow White
and Little Red Riding Hood, every day.


Tori Amos

Also, duh.
She is the perennial Muse,
in every persona, with every album.
She is kooky and empowering and ever so magical.
I want to live in her garden.



Mike Ness

For as ethereal and whimsical as I like my music,
every now and then I crave things
straightforward and honest and still beautiful.
Especially when everything is waking up,
in the sunlight when my eyes are heavy
and my soul needs a little shaking up.
Social Distortion does that for me.
Plus, their frontman is a work of art,
with a huge heart.
His music is on the soundtrack to every spring.



Tea!

My current obsession is
blackcurrant black tea.
It fulfills my desire for both fruity flavor
and unforgiving caffeine intake, WHEE!



Also, Iron & Wine continues to
dominate my iTunes.
I thought this was pretty, if short.







Some fashiony randomness!
The sweaters slowly shed off,
the tights almost too warm,
and the colors almost ready to change.
Almost...
but not quite.


I am not a fan of my face today.
Thrown on, sweaters over frills.


Newest etsy purchase!
I love these shoes.
And this little dress.
Better pictures of it when spring is full.


Blah.
I crave fried green tomatoes.
So I am going to go make some.
You're all beautiful and I dig you!


♥,
~ Amy



Friday, March 20, 2009

The Furry Old Lobster...


Today, I woke up on the wrong side of
the lily-pad. After a night of many a
horrible dream, I pulled a muscle in my
shoulder upon waking, the sun was far too
bright, and I have an apartment to
clean and organize before men in uniforms
come and pack it all up and cart it off to
Japan.

Grumpy Gills thy name is Amy.
However!
Prettiness Prevails!
Written a couple of days ago, as a prompt
from Lorelle:


(image from here)


You are hurrying down the stairs, carrying a birdcage inside of which trills a sweet little canary. Behind you, the incessant wailings of Ms. Pimperstock can be heard, but you're not about to stop and examine the current state of your conscience. Yes, you stole the poor old retired Fairy Godmother's canary, but it was for the greater good of mankind! Your saddle shoes thumping against the rickety stairs provide the gloomy soundtrack to your quest, as you push lank, blue hair out of your eyes. Sweat dots your brow and you snag your tattered grey jumper on a loose nail in your preoccupation with doom. Stepping out into the dingy sunlight at last, you cast your young eyes about the street. Empty, and silent, save for the continued wailings and the happy canary-song. Everyone is hiding, everyone knows the end is near. You start running for the nearest bridge, praying between labored breaths. If only you can scare the ogre into handing over those damn keys, everything may yet be saved...


Cut It Up!!!!


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~♥~


It seems the creativity hasn't been entirely
stifled. Now, I am going to turn on
LOTR, or perhaps Marie Antoinette,
to calm my frazzled nerves as I clean.






~ Amy


Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Tell Me A Fable...


Today shall be full of storybooks!
Reviews, anticipations, and
dressing like Alice!
Wishing to be the Witchy Forest Woman
in the most mysterious cottage!
Let us go forth!



Sigh.
Well, I'll be fair, I picked up this book for probably the same reason Sharon Lathan wrote it: we all like to imagine what came next! Darcy & Lizzy of Pride & Prejudice have one of my very favorite literary romances, it is likely yours as well. The book is a romantic classic and the blue print for 90% of romantic comedies. So naturally, I figured if an author were allowed to expound upon such well-loved characters, surely the book must be quite good indeed!

Meh, not so much. In all fairness, I was impressed with her talent for capturing Lizzy's character, Darcy's, only usually. The language was well-used, though when it slips, it very obviously slips. I really enjoyed their conversations, and reading of Lizzy taking on the responsibilities as Mistress of Pemberly. But basically, this is just smutty fanfic. Well-researched, enjoyable smutty fanfic, but fanfic nonetheless. Fluffy, with too many new characters and without much depth or conflict, and not even coming within a mile of the original writing. But hey, if you're in the mood for fluff and rather exhausting romance after watching one of the film versions of Pride & Prejudice, this is your best bet. It's still better than Twilight*!

(*I've read Twilight three times. I'm already rereading this. I am proud of neither fact.)



Alice's Adventures In Wonderland
1972, William Sterling

Apparently, this isn't a very popular adaptation. And while I agree as far as it not being my favorite film version, I still found this quite delightful! Fiona Fullerton plays a very sweet and pretty Alice, the costumes for the animals are all beautiful and imaginative, and the weirdness permiates! I wasn't terribly fond of the soundtrack, the songs were a bit...eh. It was a short film too, considering the source material, and I found myself missing muchly the Walrus, Jabberwock, momeraths and oysters. However, it is still a very pretty and rightfully surreal little film, perfect to get lost in whilst engaging in some other artistic pursuit. I was knitting!


And now for things I greatly anticipate!


Where The Wild Things Are
Spike Jonez, October 16th, 2009

OMG So Excited!
It looks so whimsical and magical
and floaty and weird!
AND REAL COSTUMES!
Let us hope this becomes the norm!





Alice In Wonderland
Tim Burton, March 5th, 2010

Do I even have to tell you WHY?
I don't care if Johnny Depp + Tim Burton
has become a gimmick.
TIM BURTON MADE AN
ALICE IN WONDERLAND.
AND JOHNNY DEPP IS THE MAD HATTER.
Amy plans to attend in costume.



And now, Wardrobe Proect!



I am quite fond of this look!
I had forgotten about that cute little
blouse, and was wary of the higher waist.
Both work well on me, I think!
And the white stockings + black shoes
make me smile too.
Of course, I do somewhat look like
Alice as a 50's Houswife...hmm...



Yep.
Dena gave me that vintage apron :D
Spoon courtesy of Betty Crocker.


Shooooooes.


These witchy babies are a
recent purchase from
my new favorite Etsy seller!
She's also a pretty awesome friend.




Come soon, spring!
This dress is one of my favorite
Free People purchases.
So many things about it make me happy.





Impatient Witch!


I leave you with a short film by Tim Burton!
Spooky!



Have a safe St. Patty's Day!


♥,
~ Amy


Monday, March 16, 2009

Contemplations To Cheer A Lonely Day


"Love isn't an act, it's a whole life. It's staying with her now because she needs you; it's knowing you and she will still care about each other when sex and daydreams, fights and futures -- when all that's on the shelf and done with. Love -- why, I'll tell you what love is: it's you at seventy-five and her at seventy-one, each of you listening for the other's step in the next room, each afraid that a sudden silence, a sudden cry, could mean a lifetime's talk is over."
~ Brian Moore


"Love makes you do the wacky."
~ Willow Rosenburg



"Your love is the ocean that drowns me,
leaving my bones to be picked at by crabs
and bringing settlers to the new world with
smallpox and influenza,
and wiping out the indigenous population..."
~ Paul & Storm


"All you need is Love."
~ The Beatles



(short and cute!)


All images from we <3 it.


♥,
~ Amy




Sunday, March 15, 2009

Copious Amount Of Lettuce


Today is one of 'those days'.

The kind of days that don't really support creativity, the kind of days that mock any and all attempts at leaving a pretty mark on the world, the kind of day when everyone else is eating pie, and you don't have a pie pan (*grumbles*). It is raining and cold outside, my favorite kind of writing weather, and I have my favorite writing companions, good music and a hot cup of tea...nothing. There is a half-finished painting mocking me from the living room, knowing I have the ideas but currently, no spark. There is a ring with a tiny finch on it, tweeting up at me to make it some companions, but I am a lump who cannot fit two silver links together.

Well, you get the drift.

There are two things one can do in this situation, in my opinion: Surround oneself with the beautiful creations of others, and also, dress like a mythical creature. I salute, and endeavor to accomplish both!







I dressed like a Faerie :D
Hopefully, it will coax spring along.



I laugh in the face of bad luck!
I adore that skirt.
It's a simple design,
but such a jolly green color!
It really doesn't need much more to
make a statement.




If you can't tell, there are
denim shorts under there.
I greatly love this top.
A purchase from my former shop of employ,
it is dyed many colors, and makes me
feel like a flower every time I wear it.

Close!

(I was emulating an Amy Brown pose)


The matching skirt!
Though I almost never wear the two together,
unless seriously costuming as a fae.
I love it, it looks like cabbage :D

Trendy!
While I am suspect of the whole
hipster over-sized-80's-t-shirt trend,
I adore this particular one.
It was a Christmas gift a while back
from my brother and his wife,
and while I've long loved the color and print,
finding a chic way to wear it
has been a challenge.
I recently cut it up, sewed it back together
in a slouchy sort of way,
and lo!


Denim skirt was a recent thrifty find too :D




Reserved for those particularly
Morgaine-feeling days!
I am a Priestess of Avalon.
Priestesses NEVER have uninspired days.
So sayeth the me.



I hope I have fully inspired you to
defy the stars as well as convention.
Go throw on a pair of wings
and get busy.



♥,
~ Amy
:D


Friday, March 13, 2009

My Dolly, My Folly...

No Line On The Horizon
U2, 2009


Okay so, I'm not a good reviewer, at least when it comes to being unbiased. I like what I like, I don't like what I don't like, and try to tell you why. I say this now because, when it comes to U2, I am VERY biased. I really don't think my generation on the whole appreciates this band, at all...and understandably so. For most of you, With or Without You is that pretty song that you were sick of hearing on soft-rock radio by the time you were 10, and All That You Can't Leave Behind made you want to smash your head against the wall when you were 15. And yeah, Bono can get old. But you really should do your homework, and recognize, yo.

My experience is vastly different, for one key reason: I have older siblings. I have a big brother who remembers when The Joshua Tree was released. Before everyone's mom was humming along with Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of, I was listening to Achtung Baby on the way to the skating rink, hands in mittens, frost on glass, tiny rust spots on a tiny black car, The Edge's guitar riffs reverberating through my chest. Hearing that guitar is sense memory for me...no one plays that guitar that way, no one else is as distinct to me. I hear the opening of In God's Country, and I am eight years old again, my mouth stained with cocoa.

A little bit older, and I am 13 and have realized that The Unforgettable Fire is just about the coolest album ever made. Ethereal and vast, meaningful and beautiful, I steal my brother's cassette tape and play it 'til it shreds. It's still the best album for me to write to, it reminds me of the first days of my burgeoning writing bug, those guitar strings my muse.

...Erm, anyway. That's just to set the stage, heh. And to say to my peers, you're living in the less-than-awesome U2 years. Go out and buy Achtung Baby, The Unforgettable Fire, War, and then get back to me.

As for the new album, No Line On The Horizon...well, I find myself liking it much better than How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb, though we'll have to wait and see if any songs become favorites. I will say that at the opening chords of the first track, I was grinning from ear to ear. THERE was that sound, that blend of Edge's guitar and Brian Eno's mixing, it was familiar and new at the same time, just like I hope a new album by any artist I love will sound. The first few songs are all like this, which I think was a wise choice. They're beautiful and ethereal and I couldn't stop moving. The last few songs are much the same, yet quieter. The middle of the album...eh. On my third listen-through before reviewing, I skipped through them >.> I'm not a big fan of rocking-dance-mix-U2, at all. As for their lyrics...they feel very disjointed on this album, less clear, less pointed. Perhaps it will require more ponderation, but usually my first instincts on a song's lyrics are the lasting ones, and I'm not very moved to love or hate any of them. Which is rather disappointing.

Overall, MUCH closer to not just what I like about U2, but what I enjoy about any band: A vast and beautiful soundscape. And oh Edge, for all the ups and downs, you have never failed to please. Not a favorite, not by a long shot, but the title track and Moment Of Surrender will definitely be showing up often on my LastFM.


Now for some music I definitely love dearly! The new video from Bat For Lashes, Daniel :D

Daniel - Bat For Lashes



And now, Dolly Fashion!
I unapologetically enjoy dressing like I am 12.
Deal. :D

I've had this knit dress for a long time,
and I love it, but I've never been
totally pleased with how it looked,
over black slips or tops.
And then my dear Katers sent me
this delightful vintage slip, and it clicked!


Now, one is much more able to
appreciate the detail of the dress itself,
in a tasteful, subtly smexy way
...wow, I almost sounded fashionable there.


I am petulant!
Click for bigger, I just really wanted
my socks and shoes to show :D
I have a decided lack of dress pants
in my wardrobe...this is mostly due to
having grown up in an area that does not
truly grasp the concept. I fear the
stretch pant as I fear few other things.
I am getting over this! But til then,
I stick to my favorite grey cords.

It is almost getting to warm for this!
Still, I adore that sweater.
And it's PINK! Goodness.

Alright so, dilemma!
I bought these shorts on a whim last year,
As they have such SUCH cute buttons!
And they look good on me, only...
TOO SHORT.
I am not a short-shorts girl, at all.
Old fashioned modesty ideals aside,
just, no.
Til now, I've only worn them over a
bathing suit, which was cute.
And then Lo! Tights!


I am hopeful.
This may be my plane-ride-to-Yokosuka
outfit, even.
I am saluting up top :D


This is the choker I'm wearing.
Coming to an etsy near you!
(yay shameless self-promotion!)



Now if you'll excuse me, I must do my
daily workout, followed by perhaps a
viewing of Pride & Prejudice!



♥,
~ Amy


Tuesday, March 10, 2009

It's In The Wardrobe!



(The height of self-expression even then!)


I never really explained the Wardrobe Project, did I? Mercy me! I wrote it out in my physical journal, and in my fluttery brain prolly just figured I’d put it elsewhere.

I didn’t just want to do a run’o the mill fashion blog type deal. I don’t consider myself all that fashionable really, even though I love it and I like using clothes as a means to express myself. Basically, I started doing this for two reasons, the first practical, the second personal:

1. Practical: I am a clothes horse. Don’t get me wrong, I hate spending tons of money on one article of clothing, I think it’s wasteful in times like these (unless one has a grand occasion coming up, in which case, we all should enjoy finery at some point in our lives, or what‘s the point of our lives?). However, I’ve gotten really good at rummaging through thrift stores, clearance racks, etsy and eBay. Thus, my closet is overflowing! To the point where I forget what I have, what goes with what, and end up defaulting to jeans and the same t-shirt. I recently read about a girl who made her very own glossy catalogue that hangs in her closet, reminding her of all the fabulous pieces she has and the many ways to wear them. When she thinks up a new outfit, she snaps a pic, prints it on a page, and adds! While I’m not that devoted, I figured a little album on my computer full of snapshots would do the same trick. It’s working! I feel less wasteful and my wardrobe feels even bigger!

2. Personal: Since I was about 11 years old, I have been extremely insecure. While taking lots of pictures of one’s self and putting them on a blog may seem self-absorbed to you, to me, it’s a testament to how much I DON’T obsess about myself any more. I still have a long way to go, don’t get me wrong, I‘ve JUST gotten to the place where I‘ll show my teeth in a photo without even thinking. But picture if you will, my 15 year old self: I NEVER let someone else take a picture of me. When they did, I would obsess over how ugly I thought I was. I would point out how big my nose was, how bad my skin was, how awful my brows were, how ugly and awkward my hips seemed, and how dorky the dress I fell in love with at the mall actually looked on my (to me) ugly body. I would stare and stare and stare at those pictures until I finally tore them up or buried them somewhere. The picture there are? Closeups taken myself with disposable cameras, bright flashes, too much makeup. A flash so bright that it makes no shadow on my nose, so it looks small. A white face, with big eyes, and nothing more. People would tell me I was pretty, and their words fell on deaf ears.

*wince* oi...


But now, as I get older and as my life expands, this changes. After conversations with people I love, I finally saw how self-involved and damaging to other relationships this thinking really was. I had put away so many bad, destructive, self-centered habits, this was one of my last barriers. And the Wardrobe Project has been a GREAT way to work it out! There I am, the girl God made, not trying to hide herself. Not trying to alter what ‘aint junk. And the freer I feel, the less I care about that silly nose, those awkward hips, those imperfect teeth. I’m me. Take me or leave me. All the most fabulous and wonderful people already dig me anyway. ;)



Probably my favorite picture of me ever.
And hey look, teeth :)



♥,
~Amy


Love And Some Verses


I've been on an Iron & Wine kick lately.
Here's some pretty!



Love is a dress that you made
long to hide your knees
love to say this to your face,
"I'll love you only"
for your days and excitement,
what will you keep for to wear?
someday drawing you different,
may I be weaved in your hair?

Love and some verses you hear
say what you can't say
love to say this in your ear,
"I'll love you that way"
from your changing contentments,
what will you choose for to share?
someday drawing you different,
may I be weaved in your hair?


~♥~


Now, clothing adventures!
Beware, there is vava in this voom >.>

I recently found this delightfully spangly
Express mermaid dress while thrifting.
Twas only 6 dollars, as it needed so serious mending.
Sequins were falling off, one strap had snapped, etc.
After going to work with a needle and thread,
it looks quite nice!

However, such a fun, mermaid-y
dress that makes fun sounds when I walk
can very easily become...well...hoochie.
Still, despite it's shimmer,
it is, essentially, a little black dress.
I set out to make such a gem classy!



Standard.
Eeep, I am uncomfortably appealing!
I admit, I felt good.
But not very...myself.
Even so, it's fun to glam up!
Especially when there is a husband who enjoys such things.
Plus, excuse to wear cute shawl.

Ah, that's more like it!
Quirky? Yep!
But I love it.
I feel like Amanda Palmer in the Oasis video :D

"And I think we're still goooooing...."
*sings*

ZOMG, I has teeth!
I remembered this gem, too!
I bought it ages ago,
but for lack of places to wear it, forgot.
I put it on today with that belt,
and fell in love with it all over again.
All hail the Sequin!


That clutch is sparkly too!

Beads.
Okay enough of that.
I slip back into my daily faery uniform!

Mmmm, wishes!




Wow.
I let you see my teeth AND my feet today.
I must be comfortable
with myself, or...something.


I have been posting a lot of clothes lately.
Worry not, I have a stack of books
that need reviewing,
and I still need to write up something
about the experience that was Australia.
Til then....SPARKLE!





♥,
~ Amy



Sunday, March 08, 2009

"You're Locked In Here With ME."

Watchmen
2009, Zack Snyder

A few years ago, I picked up a certain graphic novel. People had been telling me for ages that I had to read it, and after finding out that it was by the same guy who wrote V For Vendetta, I finally dove in. What I read was disturbing, beautiful, thought-provoking, fearless, and unlike anything I'd ever read regarding the idea of the 'Superhero'. So, naturally, any and all film attempts were going to gravely disappoint me, right?

Happily, wrong. Very very very wrong.

Watchmen is the story of two generations of masked heroes, set in an alternate 1985 in which said heroes are now thought obsolete and the world is on the brink of nuclear war. Someone is (seemingly) killing off the retired heroes one by one, but upon delving into the murders, a much deeper plot is discovered, a plot to create world peace via an act of unprecedented violence. If you've read the graphic novel, then you already know the story and that it is a grim, raw and unforgiving setting, something I was convinced would be lost under the sheen of Hollywood marketing. It wasn't.

This is not what I would consider a mainstream film in the slightest, as I said in my lj, if you're looking for your run-of-the-mill, mass-produced epic Superhero film, this 'aint it. It's violent and serious and requires thought. And that is exactly why the story is so great. It asks hard questions of the viewers/readers, questions regarding human nature, why we do what we do, and if peace really is a concept that humanity at large can grasp and maintain. I'm noticing critics (usually the ones that already hold themselves on a high horse of intellectual authority...exactly the sort one can imagine Alan Moore was sticking his tongue out at while writing) are rolling their eyes at the film's attempts at social commentary, but they're missing the point. It's not Zack Snyder who's making these points, the dialogue was all written over 20 years ago. One of my friends put it best when she said that this film felt like Snyder's love letter to the graphic novel. As if he said, "Look guys!!! I made this pretty thing based on this other pretty thing we all really really love! LOOK! IT'S THE MOST AWESOME COMIC BOOK EVER!"

That said! Overall, I loved the styling of the film. I'll be honest, as much as I love the graphic novel, I hated the art, truly. I get the point of it though, instead of dazzling you with beautiful graphics, you were supposed to be mentally translating a very raw story, thus the art was raw and minimalist (and the women all look like men, only with boobs). Thankfully, on film, it's much different. The costumes are beautiful, the sets are moody and perfect.

As for things I liked less, mainly it would be how that same stylized look spilled over into the violence and sex. Then again, this IS the same guy who directed 300, with all of it's exhaustingly over-done slo-mo. The stylized fight scenes worked for that film though, they are less effective in Watchmen, especially if you're familiar with the comic. Such a raw, straight-forward story doesn't need it's fight scenes all glossed up MTV-style, but this IS the movie business. The same with the sex scenes...I'm not a prude, but it's the same thought: Glossy porny scenes don't serve this story at ALL, other than to throw breasts at all the fanboys. But again, this just reminds us that awesome as the director is, he's still 300-guy. Also, and this less affected me as it affected the theater at large, but keeping Dr. Manhattan nude for much of the film was, I feel, a mistake. Yes it was true to the comic, but the difference is that the art, as I said, is very minimalist in the comic. After your initial "Oh, he's naked" moment, you just don't notice it! It's like seeing a statue while you're reading, there's nothing explicit about it at ALL. On film, however, it takes you right out of the scene, because people are snickering while serious conversations are happening. I'm a mature viewer. Humanity as a whole is not.

As for the so-called 'Big Change' to the ending, I liked it. I thought it worked, was prudent, and was probably much easier to translate onto film than the original twist would have been. Seeing as the rest of the film was almost a frame for frame copy of the original material, I couldn't be happier. This is not a film for everyone, certainly. But it is an important film.



Now, clothes!
I won't throw all of my recent
Thrifty finds at you all at once,
I wouldn't want to run out of material :D



Blegh, the light is terrible.
But that's okay, as all I really
want to show off is that Candie's top!
It is very shiny, and in great condition.
Kind of outside of my usual
aesthetic, but very va-va-voom.
I figured a certain fellow would appreciate.



PURPLE!
Also, not my usual.
But only 3 dollars for Candie's heels,
and they are PURPLE!
They kill my feet brutally...
BUT THEY ARE PURPLE!
And I love them :D


Not thrifted, but no less madly in love with.
Oh so wedgey and white!


Thrifted dress.
I am madly in love with it!
Especially the print, which I find terribly whimsical.
Also, I did not feel like showing my face today.


The tights are new also.
I think I have more tights now
than I have skirts to wear over them...


And then Just Me, yesterday,
In my Doctor Who chucks
and my Owliest outfit, right before Watchmen :D

Have a lovely weekend, my loves!

♥,
~ Amy




Sunday, March 01, 2009

I'm Forever Black-Eyed


This is a short entry of random little things!
I shall have company for the next few days,
thus entries shall be few, if any.
Today is very cold, gray, and rainy.
Thus, what better time to wear black? :D
Also, I got new babies in the mail, and had to show them off!




I love this outfit.
The shirt is my favorite, it's both cuddly and stylish
with it's cute cowl-type neck :D
And the green tights are just too silly to deny.
The skirt was thrifted,
And the WONDROUS SHOES(!) are a gift from my lovely Katers :D




Ooo, skinny jeans, the terror!
This is one of those looks I'll pull out when feeling
especially like Bettie Page's slightly more well-behaved sister.
The tshirt dress was made by me,
out of an extra-large shirt from my former place of employ!
And the ruby slippers are just awesome ;)


And now, after all that vanity,
Something utterly divine.
This reminds me of FLB and Summer and
Nana and Mum and my niece Sammy.
It reminds me of Tori, for it was written for her daughter Tosh.
It is what I will read to my maybe-daughter someday.
You can find the story behind it here. ♥




Have a lovely weekend :D


♥,
~ Amy