August 30, 2011

Macabre Circus Night.

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Dress- Vintage 70's
Petticoat- Vintage
Flowers- Red- F21, white- H&M?
Necklace and earrings- Made by me
Bracelet- World market
Tights- Target
Shoes- Steve Madden via Ebay
Tulle and hair ribbon- Joanns.


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My Swing Dance group had a theme night last night. It was Macabre Circus night and Delaney, Emily and I all dresses up. There were a few others dressed up too but I think ours were the best ;-) I decided to go as the ghost of a Victorian Tightrope Walker. I had a whole back story and everything and while I intended to make this a MEET:  feature, I'm just not very wordy today. I'm a little down for silly reasons. But I was quite happy with the way my costume turned out. My skirt was just so fun a fwoofy! It's amazing what 6 yards of tulle and some safety pins can do!

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After dancing we went to Denny's to grab a quick bite (regretting that soooo much!). Some random lady told me I looked just like Adele which I assume she is referring to the way my hair was done because I didn't know that Adele wore zombie/ghost makeup....

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August 29, 2011

Birthday

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Thank for all the birthday wishes! The day was pretty fantastic! I didn't get too many pictures, but I guess that means I was far too busy enjoying the day. My friend Emily and I went down to Disneyland for the day, rode rides, watched friends who were in the parade, ate dole whip floats, and wore silly hats! I broke down and bought the cheapest (ha! $200!) pass so I can go a few more times before I leave. Then we met my family and Jessica for dinner at a German restaurant we've always talked about going to. It was really good! After dinner we all headed to Downtown Disney where there was a Swing dancing event. A couple people we know from our swing dance group were there and after we had our fill of dancing on a very steamy day (the humidity is ridiculous this year!), Em and I and a few others we know went back to the park to ride a few more rides (specifically Splash Mountain in an effort to cool off!). It was a lovely day! I even got pennant from when OSU played at the Rose Bowl in 1965! Which I will photograph later. All in all, a very lovely day.

I am so excited to show you all tomorrow's post! ;-)

August 24, 2011

Today we are 24






Dear 24,
So here we are. I haven't really been looking forward to you. I mean, I don't like my birthday anyways, but you know I have ridiculous panics about suddenly getting old and for some reason you scare me more than 25 does. Because I can now officially say I was 3 21 years ago and my grandmother can no longer hold that grudge against me for running away to the beach back then, and frankly that freaks me out. But here we are, and there's no going back. Not that I want to go back, because even though I've been a bit ominous about you, I have a feeling that you are going to turn out to be pretty fantastic. 23 was an okay year. It wasn't horrible, but there were some tough times that I don't fancy repeating. I did a lot of growing up during 23. I learned some new things, met some new people, and generally enjoyed life, but it was a year of being stuck. You are not going to be. You've got some big changes ahead, new challenges, new experiences, new people, new places. I guess you are going to be the year of new. And I like that. I like new. But at the same time you've got me a bit scared. You are a blank canvas just waiting for me to Jackson Pollack it up. And I find myself feeling very bittersweet about just about everything. scared to get attached to anything (or one) here because I have no idea what to expect of the coming year, not a clue about what you have to offer me. Fortune, Fame, Love? I just don't know. (But feel free to send any of those my way. Well maybe not the fame...) Last year I did. I knew I'd be spending another year here dripping with sweat from a broken A/C and scorching temperatures. But I don't know where I'll be this time next year. On a visit home? Deep in the woods? Traipsing through Europe? Backpacking in the Highlands (this works for me too FYI)?  For the first time ever I feel as if my life isn't scripted. I am free to write it out, make it up as I go, and embellish it a little. I don't know where I'll be, or what I'll be doing. And while that is weird and scary, it also makes me smile. I'm finally getting what I want and I am so very grateful. I am a very blessed person and I've lived a pretty fantastic life these past 24 years. So lets make the next 24 the best okay? Let's also survive another 24 years at least. Let's enjoy every moment, all the flowers, and kisses, and tears, and hugs, and laughter, and smiles, and sunny days, and rainy days. Let's just live and be happy because if there is anything I have learned after all these years it's that I can handle just about anything that doesn't involve blood and brussle sprouts. And actually when I think about the fact that 24 years from now I will only be 48, I don't feel quite so old. (I am a freak for being less freaked out by 48 than 24)
Today I will take a jaunt to Disneyland, eat some Shnitzle, and dance the night away. Not a bad way to ring in a new year.

Love,
Ashley