Fri-fuckin-day

It is FRIDAY, guys! Holy shit, let's celebrate. I already celebrated by straightening the living room/office area, and washing dishes. It was a glorious way in which to pay homage to the weekend. I then drank a Dr Pepper and felt ill, as I haven't eaten since 10:00am. My photos were taken intermittently throughout the apartment cleaning process. I don't really like how they came out? Oh well.









I'm wearing: F21 dress, UO cardigan, H&M necklace, Claire's earrings.

This is my favorite dress, I've decided. It would be nice if it were a little longer, as when I stand on my tip-toes (which I do a lot, as I'm a shorty), it lifts up and almost shows off my bum. Yes, bum. I can't think of a less offensive word for rear-end than that. Except maybe for rear-end.

I'm celebrating tonight for another reason as well, and not just by cleaning. It's my friend Ashleigh's birthday, and she's turning 26. What a crone. We'll be livin' it up in Southeast Portland, having a grand old time. I assume. Unless I pass out in my drink, having been up since 5:00 this morning. We shall see, we shall see.

Well my loves. I have a headache that threatens to get worse lest I treat it with ye olde Ibuprofen (I really want to write that as iBuprofen, but I'm pretty sure that's not correct... damn you, Apple!), so at that, I'll leave you.

p.s. What am I doing in this last photo?!

Ka'plah!

Ka'plah is Klingon for "success."









I'm wearing: Heather's dress from F21, Hot Topic t-shirt, H&M cardi.

Another WW swap item today! I can't get enough. It's like Christmas, only better. This time I'm wearing Heather's dress; check out how she styled it on New Year's Eve! I love this dress to death. When I saw it on the F21 website a while back I wanted it in red so badly, but never got around to ordering it because I'm terrified of strapless things. So when Heather put it up for swap, I was on that shit like a Klingon on Uranus. I think I totally nailed it with the Trek shirt underneath. Whatcha think?

I'm also continuously playing around with saturation, white balance, and contrast with my photos on here. Sorry if they're a bit inconsistent at times, but I guess I edit them according to what I feel will fit the outfit best. And also according to how shitty the light is in my room. Whatevs.

Heh heh heh did you get my reference to that Klingon/Uranus joke? Heh heh...

Don't Get Me Started

Another WW swap item today! I'm wearing Alyssa's shirt, which is pretty much the cutest shirt of all. It has a peter pan collar and puffed sleeves. Oh my heart. And yes, I am wearing this skirt and this sweater again. I wear them a lot. The skirt goes with so many things, and is just so comfy! So judge not! For you would do the same. He who throws the first stone... or whatever. You know you wear the same things over and over too, don't lie. Everyone does.

Except for bloggers who don't. And then when they do wear the same thing more than once it becomes a cutesy "remix" as though you can't just say you're wearing the same article of clothing again in a different outfit. No, it must be a ~remix~ with a ~pop of color~! Don't eeeven get me started. Oh wait, too late. I've started a rant.







I'm wearing: Aly's shirt, H&M skirt, UO cardi, earrings from Rose, necklace from Mom.

So Heather and I were talking (not to implicate Heather; all of these thoughts are my own and if I come across as a prick, please know that she is innocent), and we started discussing other blogs and how many followers they had. Bitterness ensued, at least on my part. I realized how much stock a lot of bloggers, myself included, put into how many followers they have and how many comments they receive, etc. But then I started looking at some of the blogs with a ton of followers, blogs that had mediocre content (at best) and yet still managed to generate what seemed like a lot of traffic. What's the deal with that? How are these blogs with crappily edited photos and tedious blather getting so many follows and comments? I can only deduce that the previously mentioned comment whores are behind it. Presumably their only means of obtaining comments is by guilt-tripping their fellow bloggers into following back, and leaving comments regularly. I can't begin to fathom how many hours these people spend at their computers, leaving brief yet demanding comments, expecting the same in return.

So, considering all of that, what exactly does a certain number of followers mean, then? That you're really good at making people feel obligated to follow you? Not always. Well, maybe, for some blogs. But for other blogs it means people generally enjoy the content, they want to read what you have to say or see what pretty pictures you share, and that's that. So why, then, do we put so much meaning in the number? There are blogs I can hardly stand to look at for the two seconds it takes for me to close the tab, and yet they have more followers than some of my favorite blogs. So clearly, a number doesn't mean everything. In fact, I'd venture to claim that it means absolutely nothing. Some of my favorite blogs, run and written by some of the most interesting and genuine people I've met in the blogosphere, have very few followers compared to the "popular" style blogs. But I'd much rather read those lesser-known blogs than most of the ones with 10k followers and a billion comments.

Really, I guess, what I'm trying to say (and convince myself in so saying), is that the number of followers on your blog is a giant pile of warm poo. It means nothing! Show me your thousand followers and I'll show you 268 (as of writing this post), and a badass blog besides. Who wins? WHO KNOWS. It is up to the reader. We like what we like. Not everybody can be a Harry Potter or a Twilight. And who said those were the greatest works of prose, anyway?

Kawaii Desuuu~

This is my sorry attempt at sort of trying to emanate a Gothic Lolita vibe with my outfit today. What began as a plan to wear all black and wander about glaring at everybody (last week was trying, and it's best to keep people at a distance lest they make things worse) morphed into me wearing the girliest black and white stuff I could find, and putting my hair in pigtails. Then I made my eyes as big as they'd go for these photos. I'm proud of how big I got my eyes to go. Aw yeah.









I'm wearing: Old Navy skirt, F21 cardigan and earrings, Target tights, H&M necklace.

I felt pretty awesome in this outfit all day, regardless of whether or not I pulled off the Gothic Lolita thing. At least I can say I was inspired by Gothic Lolita, as I'm not really quite here yet. I love the aesthetic of Lolita style, though. I'm so inspired by Japanese street style, particularly in the veins of Mori Girl and Grimoire. So pretty. When I live in a castle of my own I will dress solely in Grimoire style clothes, and gaze longingly out of windows.

Also, yes, I used to be totally obsessed with anime and I still think some of the best shows/series I've ever seen were anime. I particularly love Gankutsuou, based on The Count of Monte Cristo but in a crazy acid technicolor sci fi future, and Samurai Champloo, by the one who brought you Cowboy Bebop. And if you haven't seen Cowboy Bebop, then I just don't know what to do with you.

Outdoorsy

HOLY CRAP. I went outside today. I took photos. It was sunny out. These are all things that never happen. What is going on! Who am I?! What has become of the time-space continuum? Okay, okay but seriously. The real reason I took my outfit photos outside today is because Greg is still asleep in bed, the lazy butt, and I couldn't go in there and disturb him by turning on all the lights and posing right by the bed. So I went outside. Thankfully it wasn't raining out, either! The Portland gods smile upon me.

You may recognize this dress from Amanda's blog, although maybe not, because it is way longer on me than it is on her! This is what happens when shorties try to wear tall people clothes. Seriously though, this was hard for me to style because I'm so used to wearing short dresses and skirts and worrying about my bum falling out and giving everyone a free show. I feel super classy in this dress as a result. Aw yeah.













I'm wearing: Amanda's dress, H&M cardi and necklace, thrifted bow tie, Blowfish booties.

Check it out, I FIIINALLY found a way to style this godforsaken bow tie! And no, I can't figure out how to tie it properly. Yes, I've tried countless times, for hours at a time, and watched a myriad of how-to videos as well as studied various diagrams and detailed instructions with helpful pictures. None of it worked. I was not meant to tie bow ties. I need Matt Smith to come and help me, which is clearly my destiny, as otherwise I'd be able to tie this damn thing properly. Matt Smith! Help. It is time to fulfill our destiny.

Well I feel like a tool for staying inside today in order to "get stuff done" or whatever, considering the amazing weather we're having, but it has to be done sometime. And tomorrow I'm going to Powell's with Ashleigh so it can't be done then. All right, then. To work!

Fuck Yeah Friday

Welcome to the desert of the 40-hour work week. (Yeah that was a "90s reference" right there, thanks judgey judge-pants!) This has been the absolute wooorrrst week in recent memory. I'm overwhelmed with stress about the grad school application process, out of money (thanks a lot passport), sleep-deprived, and gaining weight even though I've been eating healthy all week. Then yesterday I got the worst call ever at work and it was not fun. Also yesterday I spilled boiling hot pasta on myself and the couch. Fail.

Today is looking up, though! Despite a continued lack of interest in social interaction, I don't feel like I want to curl up into a ball and die either. Plus it's Friday. So that's an automatic ten points to Gryffindor Meg's happiness.








I'm wearing: Target dress, H&M cardi and necklace.

I actually took these photos yesterday, because I'm apparently a day behind with my posts. This is good though, because now when I get home I can just collapse on the couch without worrying about my blog. Ha! Fridays rule! Endless possibilities for napping.

Tomorrow I'm going to get a bunch of stuff done for my grad school applications, which is exciting. I can't wait to get this all finished and out of the way so I can sit and wait for my (hopefully) acceptance letters. Ahh!

Introversion Thursday

Sometimes I am taken by an overwhelming desire to avoid all contact and interaction with human beings other than those closest to me. ("Those closest to me" includes internet friends. They do not require me to fake a smile, or speak with pep in my voice, or even look up from my book when I don't want to.) Sometimes I just want to pull an invisibility cloak around myself and hide from the world, completely immersed in my own thoughts, just me and my music and a mug of cocoa. Nobody else.

At work I am able to simulate this situation with a scarf wrapped to my chin, my winter coat buttoned and the hood pulled up, my body hunched over my desk and cup of tea. However I can't avoid the inevitable human interaction when I venture to the break room to heat up my lunch. I escape at the first possible moment and return to my cubicle, a blessed refuge from small talk.











I'm wearing: H&M top, UO cardigan, F21 skirt, earrings from Rose. I'm not usually like this. I don't often revert to the extreme side of my introverted self, even though I always felt the "I" of my INFJ personality was by far the most prominent of the letters. Sometimes I even feel myself leaning vaguely towards an "E", but inevitably this is short-lived and I remember how much other people exhaust me, how much anxiety they can cause.

It's okay, though. I don't mind too much. Sometimes the stress of life just gets to me and I recoil, waiting it out until I feel safe to emerge. It won't last long.

Tonight I'll watch Tropic Thunder with Greg (Netflix to the rescue), and feel better. Until then I have four and a half hours of human interaction to sustain. Wish me luck. I will need it.

Wardrobe Wanderlust!

Super awesome announcement time! I want to introduce you all to "Wardrobe Wanderlust," a magical clothes swap group made up of awesome girls with whom I have the pleasure to be acquainted via blogging. Over the past couple weeks we've been emailing back and forth, and at long last, we have formed a glorious coalition of clothes swapping badassery! Behold:




Our super cool lineup consists of Amanda, Alyssa, Gee, Heather, Sydney, and myself. I absolutely can't flipping wait to start styling their clothes and swapping clothes around like crazy clothes swappers! These are some of the greatest girls I've had the pleasure to know via blogging, and it's been so much fun getting all of this started. Can't wait to start swappin'! Stay tuned, etc.

Pensive-pants

I don't think it's in me to write a lot today, sadly. For some reason I am super exhausted today, as well as melancholic. I still forced myself to do outfit photos, although I feel like this is just a remix of every single outfit I've worn for the past month. Sigh. I'm in a fashion rut.









I'm wearing: H&M skirt and sweater, necklace from Mom, Target earrings.

I have found a total of four universities in London at which to apply for grad school. I'm extremely excited about it, although sometimes excitement and stress go hand in hand for me.