Thursday, July 31, 2008
Good News: Items are now up! Seriously, check it out. Shameless self promo once again.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
- T-shirt dress: $3 tjmaxx
- gray tights: $1.50 target
- Doc Martens: $1 buffalo exchange
- the coolest purse in the world, aka my canister purse: $5 local thrift.
- Half a star sunglasses: found in the park.
What the heck am I doing wearing nylon tights in the middle of summer at 91 degrees? Simple answer. I thought it was going to be cold today. The sky is the mister trickster. You have no idea.
The sister and I went to watch Wanted and then we had a picnic consisting of Thai food to go in the park.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
I had a momentary slip of gross-ness with the hair plucking fiasco but I swear to myself and to the grave of my poor passed away guinea pig that I will not cave in to the temptations of the gross.
It's been less than four weeks into summer and today I've already started complaining about how bored I am. I really hate complainers, so I really hate myself at the moment, but I'm just going to blame all my frustration on good ole PMS. The ironic thing is that during the final days of school I was so excited about summer with all these plans floating around in my head and I even wrote a little motivation booster, but here I am now. Or was now, because honey, I will not be defeated by boredom! You here that boredom? I'm gonna kick your sorry hiney. I got my Spartan moves down. Swords and shields and flowy red capes are my forte. Leather undergear and chiseled 10 pack abs of perfection - umm, not as much, but with my brains and determination and my eyes of a hawk and ears of an elephant, boredom won't know what hit it.
Tonight, as I prepare for battle, I will fight and prevail. Dangerous you say? Well I LAUGH in the face of danger. Hah. Hah. See the picture above? It's my Spartan scream. ROAR. Fear me now baby.
Yes, so I was bored today even though I could have been doing so many things but somehow nothing was coming to me. And dare I say it, not even making clothes. Nothing came to me as I draped an old skirt around my squishy mannequin. Nothing. Nada. Shocking I know. I basically wasted a perfect day for goal achieving. But as I said, I will not be defeated so I've decided to make a list of all things to accomplish so if I ever decided to come back here on my blog will see this list and remind myself to strive. Strive like a hummingbird.
- Finish revamping lalaliu.com. What should take only a day or so is taking forever because I'll just say it, I'm lazy. But not to fret, the new website will be up and running and dashing and lovely by August 1.08 when I come back from Taiwan.
- Work on LalaLiu.Love. I already have items ready to go but the timing of finally figuring out how to work it made it a little too late as I leave for Taiwan in a week.
- Tell everyone about LalaLiu.Love. A post to come! Stay tuned.
- Make things to sell.
- Make things for myself.
- Experiment with clothing again.
- Draw more designs
- Blog more.
- Write and illustrate a childrens book.
- Learn to cook more than just the recipes on the yellow Bisquick box.
- Model for my sister and do cool fashion shoots because I'm cool and her camera's cool.
- Listen to my Italian CD. I need to know more than "hello" "goodbye" "my name is.." and my "1,2,3's" in order to survive in Italy.
- Learn how to Lyrical hip-hop so-you-think-you-can-dance-style.
- Finish my impossible hair plucking task....dang, I slipped again.
- Learn how to smile correctly for a passport photo.
- Be Fabulous.
- Try to be fabulous if the above goal fails.
As I type now, I realize that my boredom is just a scapegoat for my innate laziness. I'm like a sloth, but just a little faster and less moss covered and way cuter. But sloth no more because I am determined...and just plain sick of being bored.
I'm really tired now that I've lost the energy to make any more witty statements. The yellow Bisquick box beckons me to sleep for I shall rise early to prepare delish chocolate chip pancakes tomorrow.
My sis took that picture and all my LalaLiu.Love ones. She insists on being credited. She sure knows how to bring out the fug in me.