Tunnel Snakes Rule

It's too damn cold outside for chainsmokers like me. And Addison says when I wear boots with cuffed jeans like this, I look like a tunnel snake. I consider that a compliment, though. Tunnel snakes rule.

Rue 21 jacket, jeans, and socks. Thrifted black shirt and boots. Wal-mart plaid dress. Pixies t-shirt. Ancient hat from American Eagle. Scarf was made by my mom.

Burn the Witches

Rue 21 hairbow; Fantasy Makers black lipstick; Dollar Tree skeleton necklace; vintage USMC shirt; thrifted black shirt and boots; Heritage 1981 dress.

I wore this outfit a few days ago, when I went to Chattanooga with Addison and Brett. We stopped by McKay, which is this amazing store that sells used books, movies, video games, CD's, and records; the store also has bins outside for rejected books, and people are allowed to take as many of those books as they want, for FREE. So, the three of us stocked up on free books, which came in handy when we had a bonfire in our backyard Saturday night.

I've never told you guys about my roommates before, but they are some of my favorite people ever, so I'll tell you a little about them now. I live in a four-bedroom house (where Addison and Brett's parents used to live, before they bought another house and moved out of this one) with four guys: Addison, Brett, Willie, and Steve. They are all a lot of fun to have around. We might even do a Secret Santa kind of thing for Christmas!

Winter Vibes

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journal entry; Fallout 3; punk one; punk two; journal entry; Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere; Teen Vogue editorial; Comme Des Garcons FW 2009

Polaroids

I looked through my old Polaroid collection and thought it might be fun to share some pictures of my style transformations over the years.

Above you can see that I was a pretty damn cool kid. Look at me rocking that red nightgown! (I called it my "Mrs. Claus dress.") You can also see that I got to meet my idol Barney (although I remember being so pissed off because he was the wrong shade of purple). And I really wish I still had that Batman tshirt and that dino sweater (in my size, of course; I don't think those exact articles of clothing would fit me anymore).

This is me at age 17. I wish I still had this Smiths shirt, too, but I wore it until it got holes in it. Don't ask me why I was wearing two belts, I still don't know the answer to that.

Here I am at age 20, in Charlotte, NC. I covered this dude's face because I'm not sure how he would feel about the fact that there is photographic evidence of us together. Having short hair is fun and cuts shower time in half.

And since I'm being nostalgic, this dress is what I wore to my senior prom five years ago.

Rue 21 jacket. Ancient hoodie and tights. Thrifted button-up shirt. Jessica McClintock dress.

The Room

Addison and I moved from the basement to a room upstairs (which is much warmer and cozier), so I thought I would share some pictures of our new room. Enlarge to see more detail.

After taking this picture of me, Addison said, "Here is your shoegaze album cover, courtesy of your drunk photographer."

Rue 21 jacket and skirt. Ancient hoodie. Thrifted bow shirt. Wal-mart boots.

Geeks Do Not Have Pedigrees

I have no clue what we were looking at here.

The weather outside today was perfect for playing fetch with Chewey, even though he isn't very good at that game. He tends to look in the wrong place for the stick, then get distracted and run back to me like he's expecting me to throw something else for him. Silly dog. He should stick to what he's good at, like dancing and doing flips. Maybe fetch is just too basic for him.

Thrifted cardigan and shorts. Rue 21 hairbow, shirt, and tights. Wal-mart boots.

 

Zombie Walk Revisited

Here are a few more photos from Chattanooga Zombie Walk on Saturday.

Don't mind Ginger, she's just licking herself, that's all.