Dramatic readings of celebrity tweets.

They really are ridiculous. Ridiculously funny.

Blogger fail.

I've been a negligent blogger lately. I know you don't want my excuses, but I will blame it on a lack of subject matter (life is a bit monotonous these days) and a broken camera cord.

I will tell you that it really feels like fall today. I lit a harvest candle, opened the windows, and had a very slow morning.

I'm also getting very excited about an upcoming trip to New Orleans. Did I tell you I'm going there? It's for a national SLP conference, and three of my classmates are coming with. I'm pretty jazzed.

And, since it's been requested, here's an okay-ish picture of my haircut, this morning:

That is all. Have a lovely Monday!

This stuff is magic.

And really expensive.

The weather is getting cool, and my skin is getting dry. Enter Hope In a Jar, which saves me every autumn/winter.

I started covering my face with this stuff at night (I'm currently scraping every last bit out of the bottom of the jar), and my face hasn't felt this smooth in years. Consequently, my makeup looks about a million times better than before.

I highly, highly recommend this stuff (but hate that a replacement of my jar will set me back $38). So worth it.

A preview.

This is my last superficial post for a while, I promise.

But tomorrow's the day. I'm parting with my long hair.

Today I underpinned it when I got home to try and determine if it's something I can live with. This was the result:

I think I can live with that, right? Right.

It will be fun, a new adventure. This is what I tell myself to get psyched up for big life changes. How a new haircut falls into that category, I do not know. But somehow it does.

Looking grownup.

This is a tad embarrassing to admit at 23 years of age, but I'm finally learning how to apply makeup. Here's a tutorial I plan to try in the near future:

Who knew youtube would be so helpful in so many ways?

Another addition to looking a tad more grownup (I do have to find a job soon, after all), I'm planning on whacking off my long hair. Eeeek.

I haven't seen this much hair spray since 1996.

Let me tell you a story. I bought a dress a little while ago. Here is a picture:

See how it's vintage-y modern? And the cute model has a couple pincurls in her hair?

Due to my ongoing insomnia issues, last night at about 2am, I decided to try to find a tutorial to teach me how to do my hair in a 40s style. Did you know there are whole youtube channels that just teach you how to do retro hairstyles? Amazing!

Oh friends. I wish I could show you my first attempt at doing a victory roll style updo. Hilarious (but my camera cord isn't working). I'm calling it a defeat roll.

But, on a gloomy day inside, what else is a girl to do but try again? Since my hair already had tons of body from being curled and styled (and hair sprayed to death) I decided to go another round with the 40s hairstyles.

Here is the product (with some red lipstick!):

And the back:

It's still a hot mess, but better (in some ways) than my first attempt. I have to say, I was surprised by how fun it was to actually do something with my hair. I think I'm going to try it for real (not sitting around in my sweats) one day this week.

Not exactly an every day style, but you won't judge me, right?

This is where I'm going.

I have begun the process of trying to figure out where I'll be going when I graduate grad school in 8 months (yay!), and it has been overwhelming, but oh so exciting.

While reading a couple crafty blogs tonight, I found my future home: Port Townsend, WA. I'm in love.

I'm sure my mother won't be a fan of the distance, so let's say that I'd be open to an east coast equivalent, I suppose, if it had scenery, rustic charm, and was near (but not too near) a metropolis.

Also, Autumn is beginning her arrival. It's getting me in the mood to create. I see some embroidery in my future.

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There is turkey in my fridge.

Which can only mean one thing...a carnivore is coming to visit!

Former-roomie and runner extraordinaire Sarah decided to grace me with her presence tomorrow.

I'm thrilled.

Pictures of our fun times to come...

Four eyes.

Happy about a new pair of glasses.

(Thanks Mom & Dad!)