stickers on faces, and then some

So it's 11pm and it's been an extremely emotionally exhausting day and I'm currently listening to Keaton Henson's newish album, Birthdays-- which is really probably not a good idea because it's making me feel like I need to go to therapy again. The kind of music that's sad and sweet and anxiety inducing in a really refreshing way, if there is such a kind.

"If you must die, sweetheart, die knowing your life was my life's best part." Oy, the heart strings, they's a tuggin'.

Speaking of sad music, I made an "emo" playlist the other day! Emo, in parenthesis, because I understand that there can often be a joking/exaggerated stigma attached to emo culture, and that original emo music (Cap'n Jazz, I Hate Myself, Sunny Day Real Estate) is distinctly different than what is considered emo today (Say Anything, Taking Back Sunday, Saves The Day, etc) -- which is what my playlist consists of. It'll bring ya back to middle school and your self-loathing roots, trust.

emo :-) from obscuura on 8tracks Radio.

I took a very spontaneous trip to Amoeba Records today by myself, brought on by my angsty, pissed-off teenage self thinking, "FUCK EVERYONE I'M JUST GONNA DISAPPEAR FOR A FEW DAYS AND LIVE OFF OF FOUR DOLLARS AND CIGARETTES FUCK IT," but I'm home now and I guess this is how all of those stories end, right?

On the bright side I came home with a few purchases: Spring Breakers and Glen or Glenda on DVD, and this Sonic Youth tshirt:

I haven't bought a band shirt in a very long time so I'm very excited about this purchase.

The other day some friends and I did a photoshoot themed around the idea of "mystical beings." This consisted of other-wordly makeup, goddess-like dresses, and STICKERS ON FACES: my favorite part... because, stickers on faces.

M y S t I c A l ~

Skirt: Buffalo Exchange ; Dress (underneath): Antique store. I'm actually in love with the full dress, it's length goes down to about the same as the skirt, I'll have a picture next time! But I'm pretty sure the tag said it was a lingerie piece from the 40's-50's, it's super delicate and it's already starting to tear, which makes me weep.

Collar: Etsy. STICKERS on ma face <3 Makeup done by the mega babely Joana, below.

The mastermind behind this photoshoot, Joana, at http://electricalbeing.blogspot.com. Ah, also, observe observe observe her elf-like makeup! So rad.

Tree climbin', shoes shinin'. Someone referred to these sneakers as """unicorn shoes""" from Urban Outfitters.

Both my wide brim hat and hand stickers are from the Dollar Tree! So many cool things there, so proud to say they were only a dollar!

This photoshoot was incredibly fun and I can't wait to do more with these lovely gals in the near future. If you have any suggestions of photoshoot themes for us, then let me know!<3 Deuces <3

hot hot summer

So I thought I'd take the time to finally do a post on SUMMER VIBES and how I feel exactly about summer in general.

I realize that summer is kind of a lot of peoples' favorite time of the year-- since it's often associated with parties, vacations, teenage freedom, and more. Honestly though, I've always romanticized summer during times of the year when it WASN'T around, dreaming about hot fudge sundaes and sitting on rooftops at odd hours of the night-- but when summer actually does come rolling around, my fantasies turn into realities I eventually come to loathe: body image insecurities, always being broke, and being consumed by Netflix from dusk til dawn (which really isn't a bad thing... to me, I think.)

So the point is, I really don't dig summer all that much. I am infatuated with summer NIGHTS, but summer in general... not so much. I personally tend to associate summer with images of loneliness and longing: a 15 year old girl sitting at the curb of a gas station late at night, waiting for a van full of strangers to come pick her up to take her to god knows where. I also like to associate summer with images of a bustling world and unapologetic recklessness. Three friends sneaking into their old high school to get drunk and climb trees. Cops are in sight and they hop the fence into someone's backyard. They take a swim in the person's pool for a bit.

Summer can be pretty for a lot of people. It can be daisies in your hair, lemonade on your patio, and taking naps in the backseat of a car on the way to Arizona.

It can also be pretty rough around the edges for a lot of people. Summer is fast food bags at the bottom of your car (a.k.a me), bleeding at a punk show but crowd surfing anyways, and digging through the bottom of your purse to try and find the five dollar bill you could've sworn you had in there.

All in all, summer is what you choose to make of it. Whatever choice that may be, doesn't necessarily have to be the "wrong" one. If you want to spend your summer making it a goal to watch all of the movies in the romantic comedy section on Netflix, then all power to you! If you want to spend your summer hanging out with strangers in strange places with strange herbs, then all power to you (as long as you're safe I guess).

Just remember to not romanticize summer as this one, sole image that you expect yourself to live through. It isn't, it can be anything you want it to be and you can associate anything you want to with it.

A friend showed me this video almost a year ago and it made me pretty uncomfortable, in a good way (if there is one). It's an example of how the thought-to-be pretty aspects of summer can indeed turn raunchy and very, very weird.




Here's a mix I made earlier today filled with glorious, dreamy summer songs!!! Listen to it as you browse through the following pictures.

HOT hot SUmMeR from obscuura on 8tracks Radio.

And here are a few photos that I found lurking on the ~internet~ that I think are perfect with associating my feelings towards summer:

what r goals

Hello hello hello beautiful creatures of the Internet. The day of the end of the world is inching closer and closer and I cannot wait. It's been such a terrific year, and I can't seem to find the words to describe how truly great 2012 has been to me. God I sound like such a cliche, whatevz.

A song to listen to during this post even though it may not even go along with the things I'm about to talk about:

I'm not going to propose a New Year's Resolution, partially because I'm too disappointed with the turnout of my last one and mostly because I've come to realize that setting goals for myself should really be a daily thing and not something I'm going to become zealous about only when the New Year hits. Right? Right. So right.

BUT a goal that I do plan on achieving within the wee early months of the new year (hopefully) is starting my zine back again! Whoot. Keep a look out for ~ The Maverick ~ Deetz coming soooon....

I've accumulated so much great STUFF recently but I've honestly just been far too lazy to show you guys! I'm sorry I suck. Here's an outfit.

Flower crown - Claires
Crop Top - Buffalo Exchange
Cardigan - Antique Attic
Plaid skirt - Goodwill
- Beetlejuice tights - Retro Reload
Boots - Rose Bowl Flea Market

ssssssssassy

Although it's December, it's hardly been that chilly down here in le S o u t h b a y. So basically I can wear anything I'd wear in the fall except with maybe a coat for the mornings/nights. I still get odd looks for dressing the way I do when I'm at places like school or the mall or you know, the post office, but I keep hoping that one person, in the sea of the conventional that I so often encounter, is thinking to themselves, "Gee this girl's got SPUNK! She wears what she wants!! Fuck yeah! I'm going to start wearing what I want!" Still hoping.

I'm sure by now many people have recognized and become fans of Hanging Rock Comics (http://thisishangingrockcomics.tumblr.com/). I am absolutely IN LOVE with everything Taylor Ruth (creator) draws. It's so refreshing to finally find something that perfectly captures the tortured heart of today's teen-- more specifically-- today's teen girl/feminist/burnout/punkrawker. Anyways, I've been inspired lately by Taylor Ruth's work and I've decided to put together a mini comic series of my own, titled Kicking Back with Cupid. It's going to be based off of my real life encounters/dilemmas with the """love""" department in my life, except, you know, with Cupid (obv a fantasy aspect) helping me out.

More on the story line later! (Yes there is a real story line) Here's a sneak peek <3

Mind you, I am not a talented artist nor am I an avid comic book reader. This is merely something I'm doing """for fun.""" Also my scanner sucks so these pictures are kind of shitty. But nonetheless, hope you're as excited as I am. 

honey be reckless

Hi, so my life is a huge unorganized dump right now (not complaining) and I am still being a Lindsay Weir.

Oh, I just turned seventeen-- finally. I actually used to complain a lot about my birthday being late in the year and how I felt the need to catch up to my friends, but now I get a little anxious knowing that I am no longer sixteen, or whatever said age I am at the time. Maybe it's because I've finally realized that in T minus three years, I WILL NO LONGER BE A TEENAGER.

Being a teenager has granted me with a cornucopia of wise life "mantras," epiphanies, and in general, great life experiences that have ~ shaped me to be who I am today. ~

I miss being fifteen. I miss being sixteen. I think I hate being seventeen but then again I tell myself this every year until I turn the next age and complain about how I miss being the latter age.

I threw a wittle birthday party last Saturday for friends and such. It was a blast. I got pretty cross faded and fell asleep with my boyf on the bathroom floor. I held a friend's hair back while she puked. I danced to some Jay Reatard and New Order. It was a fab night and here are some pictures. Oh, and it was goth themed \m/

Am I mollysoda yet?

I'm hilarious

da bb <3

In other news, I've been sort of kind of working on applying for scholarships all day and in a few hours I'll be heading over to la casa de Henry Gerse to watch Jimmy Neutron and blaze and cuddle and stuff. Speaking of cuddling, I think it's appropriate to make a playlist inspired by cuddling-- after all, it is November and we are coming close to the peak of cuddling season.

Let's Cuddle. Oh, there is one song missing that I just could not find on youtube, and that's Honey Be Reckless by Paleo. I recommend you get on Spotify and listen to it anyways because it is a BYOOT! Otherwise, enjoy the rest of my cuddlin' mix! 

LET'S CUDDLE from samantha.streitfeld on 8tracks Radio.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!! As for me, I'll be staying in on Black Friday fighting my consumer temptations. Morals and values ya'll, morals and values. HA HA HA I am a funny lady, okay goodbye <3

fourteen

I'm turning seventeen in a couple of months and getting ready for college in less than seven. A lot of things right now seem to be going by too quickly. I feel like I don't even have time to reflect on my life and who I currently am. I am endlessly worrying about what I need to do and who I need to be and there seems to be no room for laughter or love or childish games. Which I really miss.

I miss being fourteen (GOD I'm only a couple of years older so I really shouldn't even be nostalgic about ninth grade but still) and I miss the feeling that THIS song specifically gives me. I recently discovered Beat Happening (UGH where were you guys when I was a sad ninth grader?!) and I think they might be turning into my favorite band, like ever.

They give me positive chills up my spine that feels like having a first kiss and being weird about it.