Friday, October 30, 2009

133. A Hiatus of Sorts

Monday is going to be my last riding lesson for at least a few months. I'm very upset about it. But I feel like I'm spending more than I make lately, and I need some time to catch up. And for some reason I've been feeling really overwhelmed, even though I don't have anything going on except work and two lessons a week. Maybe it's just because it's winter. I'm sad because I feel like taking time off is going to be a setback, but at least I won't be freezing to death while I tack up my horse in a cold, dark barn.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

132. Ode to Cupcakes

Because there are not nearly enough occasions for poofy and impractical dresses, and I think that's criminal. My recent favorites by Dior:

And I desperately want that last girl's hair. It's fantastic.

Friday, October 23, 2009

131. Mission Accomplished.

Halloween costumes have been procured...



This is going to be the most ambitious make up job I have attempted to date. Also, that flame cape is going to be tough to recreate, but the effects guy at Display and Costume recommended I try buckram. It becomes moldable when wet, and then mostly solidifies again once dry. If that doesn't work out, I'll have to try wiring something together.

He also had some creative suggestions for my makeup, since I have no access to an airbrush. I'm going to be using vivid green and electric blue eyeshadows, and then coating myself in a clear sealant. Unfortunately, I'm going to be quite a bit more shimmery than I'd prefer, but without an airbrush, the full body matte look just isn't going to happen.

Lucky for me Halloween is on a Saturday this year. This is going to take hours.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

130. Lurve

Last night I came home with a stack of books Kelsey insisted I borrow, and a brand new cigarette tin from Jesse. Which isn't so much for holding cigarettes at all, it's to replace my old Camel tin wallet that is now 7 years old and beat to pieces.

I love my friends. They're kind of amazing.

Monday, October 5, 2009

129. Mondays Aren't All Bad

My Monday nights have recently become very busy. I rearranged my schedule so that my viola and riding lessons are one after the other on one night in order to give me more time for my college classes the rest of the week. Only I ended up dropping both of my classes this quarter because I believe I have finally found a major I want to pursue. And since Ancient Civilizations and Japanese have nothing to do with Web or Graphic Design, I decided I should probably drop them and take a few months to make up my mind. Fortunately, my English Comp credits won't go to waste, because the Drawing and Astronomy classes I took won't fit.

It's exciting to finally have something in mind...though I'm a little nervous because the Web Design major is a 2 year stand alone degree. It doesn't involve much in the way of gen eds, and it doesn't exactly transfer anywhere. You get the degree and then you're done. I'm also considering adding in a Graphic Design certificate, which should be fairly quick and easy to get. Usually you would want to get a bachelor's in Graphic Design or Visual Communication, so I'm a little apprehensive. But I feel like this gives me basic experience and exposure to the field, so that I can graduate and start doing entry level work. From there, I can either go back to school for a full four year bachelor's, or just continue to build my experience and portfolio on my own. I'm still torn, but I have an appointment to discuss my plans with an advisor on Friday.

So Mondays are hectic, with a 4:30 viola lesson followed by riding at 6. I didn't get time to eat much before I left today. I ended up getting thrown over my horse's head while doing what should have been pretty simple flat work (Ziggy wasn't in a good mood). I was left with a mouthful of dirt and an evil little charlie horse in my left calf. I landed flat on my back, so no real injuries. But as I was lying there, staring at the ceiling and mentally assessing my damage, Ziggy very delicately picked up his hoof and rested it on my head.
I get the feeling he may actually be Napoleon reincarnated...

Afterward, I came home to discover my condo has been commandeered as an Alaskan halfway house. When I left this afternoon I had two house guests. When I returned, I had four, three of whom I had never met before they arrived. I don't mind at all, but I feel bad because my house looks post-apocalyptic and I'm almost entirely out of groceries. But everyone's leaving tomorrow (except Bill), so oh well.

Besides, Matt made me dinner - an amazing omelet, a wedge of brie, and a crimson pear. And when someone makes you a dinner this perfect, you can't possibly feel stressed about anything. :)

Saturday, October 3, 2009

128. And It's All Mine!

My first Anthropologie purchase ever!
I'm so in love with this coat, I just couldn't walk away.