nirix5: (me!)
Life has been psychotic.

I did the costumes and makeup for "Bitten"- that being the Binghamton University Circus Arts Association's Halloween play/spectacle/extravaganza thing. The show was awesome; everyone did such a spectacular job! It was a huge hit with the audience and what's more, there were only five empty seats in the house and there were people sitting in the aisles. Yayyyyy!!!!

The costumes were simple, but cool. Cat and I dyed canvas in different colors and sewed it onto tshirts in designs representing water, fire, and air. We dyed undershirts for the fight scenes. I made a pair of "transformation pants" to go over Edwin's stilts, and while they weren't perfect, they weren't bad... especially considering that this was the first time I've made a pair of pants in my life!

Quinn and Tom came down to see the show. Quinn debuted his Pyramid Head cosplay, which was a hit with everyone who saw it. He got so many looks and points and OMGS! as he walked across campus- everyone was so impressed. Tom was also a hit in his "ninja pretending to be a pirate" outfit. Heeeee. Yosra and I wore saris for our bollywood theme. I got accused of dressing as Betsy Ross by a fratboy giving drive-by costume critiques.

Yay Halloween!!!

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Life has been psychotic.

I did the costumes and makeup for "Bitten"- that being the Binghamton University Circus Arts Association's Halloween play/spectacle/extravaganza thing. The show was awesome; everyone did such a spectacular job! It was a huge hit with the audience and what's more, there were only five empty seats in the house and there were people sitting in the aisles. Yayyyyy!!!!

The costumes were simple, but cool. Cat and I dyed canvas in different colors and sewed it onto tshirts in designs representing water, fire, and air. We dyed undershirts for the fight scenes. I made a pair of "transformation pants" to go over Edwin's stilts, and while they weren't perfect, they weren't bad... especially considering that this was the first time I've made a pair of pants in my life!

Quinn and Tom came down to see the show. Quinn debuted his Pyramid Head cosplay, which was a hit with everyone who saw it. He got so many looks and points and OMGS! as he walked across campus- everyone was so impressed. Tom was also a hit in his "ninja pretending to be a pirate" outfit. Heeeee. Yosra and I wore saris for our bollywood theme. I got accused of dressing as Betsy Ross by a fratboy giving drive-by costume critiques.

Yay Halloween!!!

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Nothing going on here; everyone's flown home for Yom Kippur. I'm all alone. Just me and my internets. Which is just as well, considering that I'm not feeling that great and the peace and quiet is nice.

I also have a ton of work to do, so I can get going on that.

I've got two of the t-shirts sewn for the CA show; all that's left to do is add the paint and sequin details. Mark's shirt still has to get done, though, but I can't do that until we do the red dyebath, which won't be until Reyna gets her skirt ordered. I hope she gets it over the next couple of days, cause I'd like to get going with it. The show is only a couple of weeks away and I've still got a paper and a midterm to deal with.

And after that? COSPLAY TIME!!!

Dad's given me a corner of the office to use as my own costume shop, which is great- I can have a clean, controlled area to work in... no greasy tables that are used to eat off of, no crumbs, no people to move things and disturb them, and a large space so I can do large-scale costuming. There's even a space out back where we can do all kinds of messy paint work and not have to worry about stupid things like paint droplets in carpet or whatever.

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Nothing going on here; everyone's flown home for Yom Kippur. I'm all alone. Just me and my internets. Which is just as well, considering that I'm not feeling that great and the peace and quiet is nice.

I also have a ton of work to do, so I can get going on that.

I've got two of the t-shirts sewn for the CA show; all that's left to do is add the paint and sequin details. Mark's shirt still has to get done, though, but I can't do that until we do the red dyebath, which won't be until Reyna gets her skirt ordered. I hope she gets it over the next couple of days, cause I'd like to get going with it. The show is only a couple of weeks away and I've still got a paper and a midterm to deal with.

And after that? COSPLAY TIME!!!

Dad's given me a corner of the office to use as my own costume shop, which is great- I can have a clean, controlled area to work in... no greasy tables that are used to eat off of, no crumbs, no people to move things and disturb them, and a large space so I can do large-scale costuming. There's even a space out back where we can do all kinds of messy paint work and not have to worry about stupid things like paint droplets in carpet or whatever.

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*faceplant*

May. 1st, 2008 02:06 pm
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I think I'm going a little crazy.

I should be happy with my life right now. I'm in a good school studying a subject that I adore; not only that, but I actually have professional contacts now, and the prospect of a Real Job (TM) at the end of it all! And now that I'm so close- finally, after years of stupidity, to finishing- I want to drop it all. Again. I just want to cosplay. LAAAAAME.

I love theatrical costuming. I love the idea of it, the engineering behind it. I don't have the time or the money to do it as much as I'd like to right now- three cons a year is a lot. And it's not enough, not at all.

I need to stay off the costuming parts of the internet, at least until finals are over, I think. This semester has sucked hardcore, from music to the Latin and French clusterfuck to all the other random stressors I've been involved with. Now that it's so close to the end of the semester, I'm fragile or something. I looked at a picture of Adella's about fifteen minutes ago and burst into tears- just sat there crying for a bit. Like, I'll never be that. I haven't got a chance in hell. Which is a stupid, hysterical way of thinking because hello! I can do that if I want to. But it's all the little things. Dental issues. Time issues. All the "old" comments getting to me, which is stupid. My armor is a little thinner every day.

Probably not helping is the diet issue. Although I don't like to call it a diet per se. I watch what I eat now, and log the calories every day. I'm also trying to get into the gym every day, but that doesn't always work- depends on how sick I'm feeling, or if I have a ton of homework or whatever. I like counting calories; it makes me aware of what I'm putting in my mouth. Instead of just eating mindlessly or not thinking about what I'm drinking (I put a lot of sugar in my coffee, lol) I'm watching it. It makes food more enjoyable, too, since I've taught myself to eat when I'm hungry and not to just stick something in my face cause I'm bored. Most days this whole method (no denial, eat what you want, if it's high calorie, eat a little bit) works great for me, and I've seen good results. But occasionally it backfires. Today I got a coffee and drank half of it, then threw the rest away because I was disgusted with myself for doing it. Gotta be careful not to spiral down that road- it's too easy to start with that thinking, and the end result ain't pretty. And with all the dance stuff in the works, shows and stuff... the pressure to lose the weight is there, for the sheer fact that that little bit on my hips impedes my arabesque. Which isn't necessarily true, but I can feel it there, bunching up.

But that's toning, not weight loss. That's what the damn ellipticals at the gym are for.

I'm worried about this summer. I can't run. I tried a couple of weekends ago- I run for about twenty feet and have to stop. Makes no sense, as I can go straight on the elliptical for almost an hour. But whatever. I have to find a place nearby with an elliptical over the summer, to stay in shape.

Okay. I feel a little calmer now. I think I just need a nap- haven't taken one yet today. And I need for school to be over, so I can relax a little, and not be ripping my hair out over stupid music theory and gerundive- verbs? participles?

Also, I gotta go try and get Advent Children back from Josh. We're having a movie night for TnT- not medieval, but whatever, lol. Also, Professor S is down for Sephiroth madness. This makes me fangirl him even more, if that were possible.

Blah. Tomorrow's gonna be better than today.
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Have to leave for work in ten minutes. Then I have class at six- chemistry, which I just kind of blew because I forgot a quiz that was due on Friday night. Whoopsie.

Anyway, for those of you who don't know/remember, my Halloween party will be at my house on Saturday night, 8PM to whenever (although we usually get done about one.) I'll post the actual invite/flyer thingy later. Here's the reason I'm bringing it up now: if you want any particular songs on my party mix for my iPod, commment with them in this post. Otherwise you get what I consider a party mix, which is not the normal party mix taste. Unless you're into Lords of the Rhymes (which will be on there, regardless of what anyone thinks. Muahahaha.)

Costumes are still up in the air. Quinn has decided he wants to be a dark elf. He made me a nurse design, but I kind of really wanted to do a Silent Hill nurse. However, I probably won't have the funds to get it together in time, so... eh. Tried to talk Q into going as Pyramid Head. He said it was too complicated a costume to make. I said that you get a box, rework it, paint it red, and put it on your head. People will know who you are, even if your ass isn't showing. "BUT IT'S MORE COMPLICATED THAN THAT!" Whatever, dude. It's a pyramid. On your head. With a staple gun and some spray paint, it ain't that hard.

Maybe I'll go as Pyramid Head. My ass is nicer than his, anyway.

Pictures!

Aug. 26th, 2006 10:07 pm
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And now it's time for some pictures. These are of my friend/roommate Christie, The Bringer Of Celery Soda. They're inspired by the painting "Gold and Fog" by Luis Royo. Hair by me, makeup by me (and my trusty eyeliner), sword by me, photography by me, sexxy by her.

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This costume was worn to the Gathering of the Fellowship Masquerade Ball in Toronto in December of 2003, and the pictures were actually taken last spring. Took me forever to get them developed, but here they finally are.

My biggest thank you in this whole project goes to [livejournal.com profile] armyj, who let me use his sewing machine the day before we went to Toronto. Never would have finished it without his help :)

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The first in the "Wow, who ran over your dog?" series (according to my dad.)

Wherein Feather tries to get the whole Elven vibe goin' on )


Making it )

And finally...

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Galadriel and Luthien, from the Lothlorien PD Crime Lab Graveyard Shift!
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I'm wearing dramatic evening eye makeup right now because I was too lazy to wash it off all the way last night, and instead of doing the whole vaseline-and-a-Q-tip thing at five in the morning, I decided to just touch it up and go.

Now all I have to do is remember not to rub my eyes at all.

Last night was fun- I was "Grissom" and Kelsey was "Robbins" (Gillian and Alberta, respectively.) We borrowed scrubs and a lab coat for Kelsey from Debbie (acutal coroner's clothes- hee) and sprayed "blood" on dad's face shield. V. authentic looking.

I just wore jeans and a black tank top, with a dark blue windbreaker with "CSI" taped onto the back with masking tape. I had sunglasses too, and a "field kit" (dad's toolbox) with "DNA swabs" and "fingerprint powder" (Q-tips, face powder, and a blush brush.) I went to the library and printed out a Search Warrant- actually it was a transcript of the official warrant used for the Branch Davidian Compound in Waco, TX, with all the addresses changed to Onondaga County. It was 30 pages long originally, so I cut it down, and I think it was actually for me to search the premises for machine guns or something, but I got people's DNA samples anyway. We doctored up our school ID's too. Yay for cheap, thrown together costumes.

Running joke? I was looking for Sara. Hee.

We spend the night hanging out with Captain Jack Sparrow, a vampire, Speed Racer, a Catholic school girl, a bounty hunter, and Alicia, who changed into a beautiful goth dress at some point. Fun fun. Now I just have to twist Tom's arm to get him to send me the damn pictures.

Saturday was fun too, in a low-key way, thanks to my party getting cancelled. Actually I was kind of relieved, since I didn't feel like doing it. Guh. Andy came over, and we carved the pumpkins and listened to RENT.

I think next year I want to go as Squeegee Man. Honest living, yo.
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Yeah, in other news, I think I've decided on a Halloween costume. Finally.

Here's a hint: it has something to do with "Without A Trace" and "CSI: Miami" in a very roundabout, six-degrees-of-separation sort of way.

Guesses?

*laughs devilishly at her own cleverness*
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This weekend was mostly uneventful. Saw Resident Evil 2 with Tom and argued with him about whether or not it would be better to move to Japan or bumfuck Canada in the event of a Zombie outbreak. (I vote for bumfuck Canada. He says that Japan wouldn't be taken over by the virus; I disagree, and would rather hole myself up in the wilderness than maroon myself on an island with a bunch of zombies and a very high cost of living.)

I saw Jorja Fox for about twenty seconds on ER. Yay! Watched the rest of the show hoping to see her again, but in the last five minutes Kelsey told me that she was on the nightshift and it was ten in the morning on the show. Suck.

Mom let me wear The Ring, starting yesterday. The Ring is an amethyst, roughly the size of a pencil eraser, that has been in the family for nine generations (including me.) I've loved it since I was little and I get it when she dies, but I get to wear it now (because we wants it, my preciousssss.)

Kelsey and I went out the the mall yesterday to look at Halloween costume stuff. When the fuck did Hot Topic yup out and stop carrying white makeup? Bah. Found some in Dougherty's, but they didn't have any face powder. So unless I can get the right makeup (I'll probably have to order it online through Manic Panic) I'm not doing a geisha. I tried some of Mom's old greasepaint last night, and that was a giant, miserable failure.

So, on to costume plan B: Sugarplum's Revenge, which should be easy and ISN'T. All I need is a cheap ballerina outfit, toy guns, and some of those Rambo bandolier things, right? And maybe some fake blood. However, all the cheap Halloween ballerina costumes that aren't for four-year-olds are for MEN. What the fuck is that shit? Like maybe I, a girl, now want to live out a childhood fantasy by dressing as the Sugar Plum Fairy? Whatever, fuckers. I'll find a way.

Of course, Satin Apple (the local costume rental) closed, and I've been looking at tutus online and they're expensive as hell.

Arrrrrrrgh.

Anyone have any costume ideas for me?
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“Yee-haw and Merry Fucking Christmas.” ~ Joanie

Merry Christmas and all that jazz. I hope you all got lots of stuff, and ate lots of stuff that you didn’t need to eat, and then went to the movies since that’s the only thing left to do, unless you’re at a family reunion-type holiday thing, in which case you’re probably arguing with someone or other.

The last week and half or so has been somewhat overwhelming. So I’m going to tell you all about it, except backwards from today, since I just want to shout from the rooftops that I am now the proud owner of a Legolas T-Shirt.

There’s something very gratifying about having an androgynous, sexy, beautiful elf with an admirable grasp of the obvious plastered across your boobs. It says something. Something like “I am a fangirl.” *squees* (see also: “I am a dork.”)

We all made out like bandits this year. I got two new sweatshirts and a sweater that’s kind of bizzare but really pretty. It reminds me kind of what the women in Minas Tirith were wearing. Dad picked it out for me when we were getting Mom’s present last night at TJ Maxx. I tried it on while I was wrapping it and it looks pretty good.

Nana got me a Jester hat to wear to the Gathering in Toronto. Never mind that it was last week. Mom told her that I was going as an elf, and she’s all, “Yes! It’s the perfect elf hat! But there’s no bells on it.” Lol. She also made my sister and I a scrapbook of our entire lives to date, which is really cool; there’s lots of pictures in there that I haven’t seen before, and she adds in little comments underneath the pictures like, “Why did they put the flowers in my best pot?”

*dances around happily* But the best present I got was a gift certificate for my bow! Kelsey actually got hers this morning under the tree, but they only had one in stock so I have to wait a week to get mine. Dad won’t let us get the arrows until spring, though, since he doesn’t want anyone getting maimed. *dances again* I am SO EXCITED!!!!

That was all this morning, which began by Kelsey screaming in my ear and waving her bow in my face.

Last night was kind of delusional. We decided to skip church and just stay home instead. Mom started reading that passage out of the Bible that she does every year that we stay home, with the glory unto you blah blah blah except she was using the stupid Good News Bible. So the story was simplified to the point of, “Mary was pregnant. They went to Bethlehem to be taxed. The Angel scared the shepherds. Blah blah, woof woof.” It was incredebly stupid, and we were all cracking up, so Mom finally got the other Bible and read out of that. Rockin’ with the fancy language. Verily I beseech thee, show me the way to Camillus.

Before that I fell asleep during the Nutcracker. I managed to stay awake through most of it, but the Sugar Plum Fairy pas de deux is really kind of tedious. She just does the same thing over and over again to really slow music. The next thing I know Mom is shaking me awake and trying to shove fudge down my throat.

Okay, rewind. Return of the King!

Okay. All I have to say about the movie itself is this: I loved it, however, I think they tried to jam too much into the end, but I also think that the EE will straighten out the end lumps. Pippin rocks my socks. I never paid that much attention to him before, but wow! He’s one of my favorite characters in this trilogy now.

Overload with the eye candy. Had to put up with acerbic comments from Justin telling my not to cream my pants when Legolas came on the screen in a tiara. Bastard.

Legolas was pretty but useless. However, he was pretty but useless in the books too, so I guess in some weird way PJ stayed true to the orignals in that.

Actually getting to the movie a challenge. Eventually we all got there- way after we were supposed to, so we wound up way down in front and on the side- even with Magoo hitting Justin’s car with his truck in the parking lot. My idiot sister insisted that she had to buy popcorn and so missed most of the previews. Due to Kelsey, Anastasia, and my mother being in the snack line (the other two trying to talk her out of it) they lost their seats. (Kate let them go to two random guys.) So they had to sit in the first row next to the wall and my mother wound up in the back someplace. She was really pissed about that.

No one got much sleep. Tom crashed on our couch for a while. This was due to the Gathering Ball.

Okay, so, we left B’ville at noon on Tuesday. Drove up to Canada, perfectly fine, okay. When we got the border the customs guy asked us where we were going, and then informed us that our event had started at one thirty and we were just a bit late. Patiently explained that it was a three day thing with lots of events, and we were only doing one and it started at six.

Drove on to Toronto. We listened to Kate’s tape of the “Rite of Spring”- possibly one of the most disurbing pieces of classical music ever written- and got on the wrong highway going north because they don’t seem to label exit numbers in Toronto. Finally got out of the hellish traffic and turned around to drive to Queen Street and find the hotel. When we got there they didn’t check out confirmation numbers or anything, just handed us our tickets and wham! that was it. So we rushed into the bathrooms, changed into our costumes, and headed out to find the shuttle bus but wound up taking a taxi instead.

Costumage: Jim went as a knight of Gondor, Tom went as Aragorn, Kate went as a Modern Elbereth, and I went as Arwen.

Jim’s costume: Handmade chainmail coat (drool) and a cloak and stuff. It was really cute, kind of non-specifiic but really nice. Tom’s costume: Aragorn’s battle outfit, with the cloak, the tree jerkin, and red shirt. His was awesome; it came out really good, especially the tree, which was really impressive, all silver lamé. He had the wig to go with it, which was cool. He really looked like Aragorn :-D Kate’s costume was a bit edgier; a tight, low-plunging blue dress over black leather pants with a rhinestone diadem. She was definetly the hottest thing on the dance floor. My costume was cool too, I guess- Arwen’s dress from the Two Towers, the periwinkle dream gown. It’s really simple, so… yeah. It’s in the movie, if you want to know what it looked like, lol.

So we danced the night away (or at least I did. I danced till I couldn’t lift my feet up off the floor anymore. Hee!) to an awesome band (Glass Hammer.)

There were absolutely gorgeous costumes there, including on Aragorn that was an exact movie replica, down to the embossed plate armor, two girls dressed up as the Argonath, a Sam pulling a Gollum around on a leash, and last but not least CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW!!!!! Which was the fucking best part. Oh, that was cool.

Of course, being a schmuck I forgot my camera. Bastards.

The rest of this entry will be finished later, I guess, since my sister and I are off to see Peter Pan now.

Tra la la, all you beautiful people. *blows kisses*
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(My reply to my mother's remark when I told her I was going to go sew up my sleeve holes before doing the dishes.)

Dad still being an ass about Toronto re: Kelsey, so I told her I'd take her to New Zealand after she graduates as a consolation prize.

Costume update: underdress is finished and wearable, although the slit on one side is about three inches higher than the other side. This is due in part to the fact that I broke the needle on the goddamn piece of shit good for nothing son of a bitching sewing machine. My cat got scared at my cursing at the damn thing and licked another hole in his fur.

Have to work tomorrow, so bed now.

Fish update: Chipper! I cleaned his water and bowl today.
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Oh yeah- Legless says hello, too.

Image #1




Blah.

I'm tired as fuck and don't feel like doing anything in particular. Which doesn't really matter since I don't have too much to do.

Life has been uneventful for the most part. We had champagne on Sunday and Andy brought over a bottle of wine last night, so that was cool. (Am still kind of reeling from the fact that I can go out and have a drink if I feel like it. Hee.) I don't have to work tomorrow, all the gods be praised, so I can stay up a little later and sleep in. However, I'm busy from about nine on. I've got a ton of cleaning to do; around eleven I have to go back downtown to talk to Carol about my costume; I have a voice lesson at 1:30; I have to buy fabric at some point; finish Tess's headpiece; and put my laundry away. Whew.

Okay. I talked with Carol about it; we kind of decided that the pattern I picked for my Luthien dress is kind of advanced. I'm glad I picked out the other ones, too, since I'm having second thoughts about it, but I still can't make up my mind what dress to make. Right now I'm thinking about doing one of Arwen's, since at least I've got visual references and tips and stuff, and I can make the other ones up later. (I plan to have lots of them, you see.)

So do me a favor, and answer this honestly? Thank you.

[Poll #210612]

WHY THE FUCK CAN'T I EVER MAKE UP MY MIND ON ANYTHING? AND WHY DO I ALWAYS WAIT TO THE LAST MINUTE TO DO IMPORTANT THINGS??!?!??!?!?!? ARRRRRGHHHHH!!!!!!!!

What. An. Incredible. Soundtrack.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Giant OFUM slash orgy?

Sounds good.

Very strange mood I'm in these days. Very strange.

I'm taking the cloak to work with me to work on. Got the back seam done last night...

Why am I sewing this by hand? I have a sewing machine downstairs, I just don't know how to use it. -_-

I hate work.
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OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING ON THE COMPUTER I ONLY HAVE A MONTH TO FINISH THESE COSTUMES I HAVE TO GO WORK ON THEM RIGHT NOW.

What the hell am I thinking?

*so in over head, so in over head*

I CAN'T SEW!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

*runs for sewing kit*
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Sign as seen in front of some Methodist church in LaFayette.

Wow. Haven't updated in a while. This is due in part to the fact that nothing interesting has been going on in my life, apart from the whole Ken/idiot thing. I've just been working, and sleeping, and wandering aimlessly around town at odd hours of the night, enjoying the winds that we're getting here as a result of Isabel.

But onto the Ken/idiot thing.

Ken= Supermarket manager. Feather's boss, although she doesn't pay any attention to him; has no experience managing and thinks that he can lead people on by not telling them so; thinks he is hot shit and is not; might or might not be a liar and a thief. Also take shameless advantage of people, plays favorites, and hires odd personages to staff said supermarket.

So, the other day, I called him out in front of the deli and told him he was an idiot.

Of course he went into a screaming rage. Men are like that- tell them that they're a pompous ass not worth the powder to blow them to hell it rolls off them; tell them that they're an idiot and you might as well say that their genitalia is so miniscule that it might as well belong to a squirrel and be found lacking even by squirrel standards.

Well, he is an idiot, and an asshole, and he's a complete and utter moron if he thinks he's fooling anybody. But whatever. Usually I just keep my mouth shut about anything at work, but he's working my mother into the ground and refuses to get help back there. Again, whatever. Joanie was all, "You and your mother are going to get fired." Ha. Then he'd have to pay the unemployment insurance. *smirk* Like he's going to fire anyone.

All this happened...the day before yesterday, I guess? And it's starting to get around the store now. Mom was working today, and some cashier came up to her and said, "Did you hear what happened? The dark haired lady in the bakery told Ken that he was a fucking idiot!"

(Note: Not once did a profanity pass my lips. I'm better at insulting people than that. But it was cool- I'm 'the dark haired lady' lol.)

So Mom was like, "Fucking idiot?" (I'd told her the day it happened.) She's a hardcore stickler on not swearing, so her eyebrows were raised at that. Jeannine was passing and heard, and she thought that 'dark haired lady' meant Joanie (who swears almost as bad as my dad.) But the cashier said no, it was the other dark haired lady, and Jeannine was all, "You mean HEATHER???" So she was shocked, but thrilled. Mom said she did the thumbs up dance thing.

Have become story legend/sometime martyr; go me.

Random Joanie quote:

"Yeah, well maybe they wouldn't gang up on her if she wasn't such a BEACHED BABY WHALE!!!"

~shouted after Lori (the nebulous person) who, apparently, is getting ganged up on.

In other news, I've budgeted my money. I got a huge paycheck this week, so Traviata is taken care of, I've got fifty dollars for costume expenses, and fifty to just spend on whatever I want. WOO!

Also worked out my Luthien costume plan. Will be very cool. I don't know- no matter how many times I read the Silmarillion, that whole part with Luthien and Beren's first meeting doesn't remind me of anything particularly European. Rather it reminds me of India, and the Ramayana. Kind of. So my design in kind of Indian-influenced, as opposed to Medieval. We'll see- I have to go buy the pattern tomorrow.

I have to go to bed now, since I have to work. But I'm working with Mom, so it will be fun. We always yell and blast music as loud as we want. Who's going to complain, at four in the morning?

Random note: Last night I dreamed that I was searching for saltine crackers, and I really, really wanted them, but the only people who would give me any food were a few models in a pickup truck, and they would only give me porridge.

I hope I have better dreams tonight.
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My sister's Halloween dance at school was tonight (how come we didn't have a Halloween dance in ninth grade? Hella jipped.) She went as Selene (the Greek goddess of the Moon, for those who don't know) and guess who did her costume? So I went to Walmart, bought fabric, cording, and beading, washed a sheet, cut it up, sewed it back together, fitted it, tied it up, draped silver fabric, finished the whole thing off with a killer makeup job and a Queen Amidala hairstyle, complete with little pearly dangly things.

That is one fuck of a run on sentence.

Watched "The Mummy" with Joe and made hybrid milkshake-eggcreams. Go me.

Important reminder: Dowload "Lose Yourself" by Eminem and watch the Quidditch scene of Harry Potter and listen to it while the TV's on mute. So cool. Can't wait to do that for some of the Draco/Harry things from the next movie. I think I should make a music video for it.

RIP Richard Harris. That is really, really sad.

I almost forgot! The most important thing!

I was in Smith's with Mom getting ice cream before Joe came over and we saw Mr. Bick. Mom was all, "Is that Mr. Bick?" so we ducked into the next aisle over to sneak up on him and see. When we peeked around the corner, there was some tiny, shriveled up old man feebly reaching for a can of vanilla icing. Mom lets out this huge snort-laugh and we both ran into the next aisle, only to see Mr. Bick at the end. So we run down and hide in the eggs for a few minutes till he's gone.

I always end up hiding in the eggs in that store. I've hidden from Mrs. Orth (my singing teacher) three times in the egg section. If I die in Smith's, I'm going to be the ghost who sees someone, yelps in fright, and hides in the eggs. At least I won't be alone- a couple of years ago someone in the checkout line dropped dead. She was signing a check to pay for groceries and WHAM! just keeled over.

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