Homecoming and Hair

I'm thinking of going to homecoming just to have an excuse to buy a cute new dress. I found an adorable black and white shift with polka-dots and a bow at Forever 21 last weekend, but they didn't have my size. It would have been perfect with mod black tights and a cute hairdo. And nobody at my school goes to dances like that, sadly, so I'd stand out. I'm usually not big on dances, but I think it would be fun just to go in a great dress that shows my personality.

We're having a decade day at school next month, and my grade has the sixties. I'm so excited I could almost explode. I've already got my green shift dress prepared, along with fake eyelashes and boots (I bought the cousins of my lost loves at Payless). I just hope everyone gets the decades right.

I've decided to get a cut just like Amelie's when my hair is longer. Who wouldn't love that 'do?

Ta-Ta.

Amelie

I finally saw Amelie. The tape's been sitting there for months, but I haven't actually watched it. Let me just say that if you haven't yet seen it, you need to. It is the ultimate feel-good film. It is absolutley adorable. The colors are so cheery, and you get used to the subtitles. It's very funny. From the very beginning I was laughing out loud. Amelie (Audrey Tautou) is so sweet that I wanted her to be my best friend. And who doesn't love her haircut? All I have to say is, if you're in the mood for a movie that just makes you smile and gives you a warm, fuzzy feeling inside, rent Amelie.

And may I just add how overjoyed I am that it's finally fall! I can smell it and feel it in the air. It's perfect!

Poultry

I attended a birthday party this weekend where, the guests looked out onto a lake where a pair of large white swans and an ugly brown swan were peacefully floating. Suddenly, with regards to the ugly swan, someone says, "It looks like a turkey." This prompted a long, ridiculous conversation about the red, droopy things on a turkey's head. The conversation then turned to chickens and roosters, as we struggled to remember where the red droopy thing was on each individual bird. As I was enjoying this conversation, someone who was not a part of it looked confused, and I simply told them, "We're discussing poultry." This prompted laughter, and I really cannot understand why. Anyway, we decided to end the poultry conversation and just yell "Aflack!" at the birds, until they crawled up on shore and we all backed away like little kids. Thankfully, they turned right around and didn't kill us. I can imagine it: "Killer swans attack and kill group of teenagers with their razor sharp beaks!" Well, maybe not. If they were bunnies, perhaps...

Distractions

I got on the computer to research existentialism for my English class, but I was distracted by a headline about shoes on the AOL welcome screen. I began salivating, and almost as an impulse moved the cursor over the link and involuntarily clicked. Not that I'm complaining. As I told my friend the other day, "Shoes are good."

May I also just say how cool it was to see a commercial this morning for the Gap with a clip of Audrey Hepburn in Funny Face? That's not one of her best films, but it is very cool that they would use her to advertise the skinny black pant instead of trying to make it seem like they were the first ones to come up with it. The Gap has very cool advertising. Anyone else see that commercial?

This post may have been short, but hopefully it was sweet.
Ta-Ta.

Mimes and M&Ms

Be grateful that I had to use the internet to look up something for my hisory class and was tempted to post. I really don't have much to say though, except some insight on The Prison.

I wore a black and white striped shirt today, with my dad's suspenders and skinny jeans and my new lovers. And as I walked out the door to go to The Prison, I thought to myself, "I hope they don't think I look like a mime." And what do you know? Two people, on separate occasions, said, though they respected the risk I was taking, that I did indeed look like a mime. They were my friends, however, so I provided them with my best mime impression: being completely silent and pretending to be stuck in a box. Needless to say, they were very amused. I happen to like mimes, because they convey their feelings without words, which is a great accomplishment in my eyes.

A few days ago my friend and I got into a discussion about the fact that The Prison shortened our lunch periods. We were joking that eventually they would resort to simply passing out a tiny ketchup cup full of exactly one brown M&M, shouting, in a very Dickens manner, "Come get your M&M and then get back to class." I joked that someone would politely ask for red instead of brown, and the furious lunch lady would scream, "We only have brown!" This led to an entire discussion about a school without color, where everyone is gray and black, but that's a different story. I imagined myself as the Oliver Twist of the student body, picking the shortest straw and nervously stepping up to the counter and asking innocently, in my Cockney accent, "Please, may I have someore?" Then, of course, I would be expelled and live a life of crime with a band of mischievous pick-pockets. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. We still have time to eat three M&Ms. It's not like they're depriving us or anything.

Let me also say that I was saddened by the death of Steve Irwin. He was so full of life and was such a great personality. It is terrible to lose him, and I still cannot believe it happened.

Love and Illusions

I am in LOVE! I am madly, passionately, deeply, endlessly in love! I want to jump for joy! Evrything is right in the world. Nothing can go wrong. Except that my crush is lost. You probably have no idea what I'm talking about, but you will in a second.

To explain, today at the mall I walked into Payless to check out the latest selection, and sitting there on the shelf in the size 10 section were the most beautiful creatures I've ever laid eyes upon in my life. A gorgeous pair of black peep-toe kitten heels with a big bow on the front. If I had a picture, I'd post it, but I can't find one. Anyway, I had to buy them, because I was in love. Seriously, I am. I actually picked up the shoe, turned to my mom, and said, in these exact words, "I'm in love." We are going to be so happy together.

In sad news, my crush is gone! I checked the Payless website a few minutes ago, and the boots I've been waiting to get are GONE! They are not in the stores, as far as I can tell, and they are nowhere on the site! I waited too long for them. But I figured I wouldn't wear boots till it get cooler anyway, and it is not cool. Now they're MIA. I'm going to post a picture. Please help me find my crush! The reward is the knowledge that you've helped a shoeholic from suffering from withdrawal.

LOST: Adorable pair of kitten-heeled slouch boots. The loss is making this shoe lover very sad. Please HELP!

On a lighter note, I saw The Illusionist yesterday, and I have to say it was the best film I've seen so far this year. It was fantastic. All I have to say about it is SEE THIS MOVIE!

Until next time, ta-ta.