Thursday, October 30, 2003
Good afternoon world. Tomorrow is halloween and I feel like I'm the mother of about 5 or 6. I love all my needy little children though. "What do I need for a Jedi costume?" "How do I put letters on a t-shirt?" "Can you make this look less frumpy?" and "Do you have a sewing machine [that you can use to make me something]?" are just some of the questions I've gotten in the past 24 hours. Apparently fashion design major = everyone's costume bitch/personal seamstress. Oh well, at least people need me. Good thing I finished my costume early, huh? Even though Sky thinks it looks like a stripper with an eye patch...hey, its a step in the right direction.
I think that's about everything of quasi-relevance. I love you all. Goodbye.
I think that's about everything of quasi-relevance. I love you all. Goodbye.
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
Don't ask why I'm only now trying to figure this out and explain it...I guess I was just bored during that Menswear video. We all like to go through our lives thinking that we're great, right? I mean, who doesn't want to think they're awesome?? We don't like to think of ourselves as stupid, racist, unfair, slutty, loopy, shallow, biased, ugly or anything else most people would find to be undesirable or even just socially "weird". Some people will underestimate you while others will overestimate you. It all seems fairly relative I suppose, sometimes just depending on something like that person's self esteem. Since nobody will ever know everything about anyone else, it is impossible to properly judge someone wholly. Therefore, it is only what we show the world which can be open for judgement. Sometimes though, what you show someone and what they see can be completely different.
What do I show the world? I can't say I'm even too sure most of the time. The whole shoe thing has obviously caught on, but is that all people see when they look at me? Am I just another little girl caught in a fashion fantasy? Am I just a cute face? Of course I like to think that there's more and I truly believe that I have substance, but I suppose that by some people's standards I AM just a shallow little something. Actually they probably wouldn't call me little anymore, but that's beside the point. These are all slightly foreign thoughts to me because I don't normally give thought to what another person's opinion of me is...until last night and this morning. I started to reflect upon boys who had thought I looked like a pair of open legs and it seems that 1 or 2 stuck around to actually speak to me and one even admitted that I'm "interesting to talk to". While I wasn't exactly sure if that was a compliment, I took it. I don't know if the way people take me is how I put myself off or if its just what they see. I've been told I'm intimidating. I've been called a whore. I've been called dedicated and lazy...by the same people.
I guess I can't really say what I am or how I should show myself to anyone else. I suppose its just best to live my life the way I want to and just not worry about it all.
Now I'll apologize for babbling and if you've made it this far, you deserve a cookie or something. I'd love to hear all your thoughts on me though, good, bad, whatever. Bitch, complain, tell me how much I do or don't rock...or just don't answer, whatever makes you happy. Either way, have a lovely day. Ciao.
T
What do I show the world? I can't say I'm even too sure most of the time. The whole shoe thing has obviously caught on, but is that all people see when they look at me? Am I just another little girl caught in a fashion fantasy? Am I just a cute face? Of course I like to think that there's more and I truly believe that I have substance, but I suppose that by some people's standards I AM just a shallow little something. Actually they probably wouldn't call me little anymore, but that's beside the point. These are all slightly foreign thoughts to me because I don't normally give thought to what another person's opinion of me is...until last night and this morning. I started to reflect upon boys who had thought I looked like a pair of open legs and it seems that 1 or 2 stuck around to actually speak to me and one even admitted that I'm "interesting to talk to". While I wasn't exactly sure if that was a compliment, I took it. I don't know if the way people take me is how I put myself off or if its just what they see. I've been told I'm intimidating. I've been called a whore. I've been called dedicated and lazy...by the same people.
I guess I can't really say what I am or how I should show myself to anyone else. I suppose its just best to live my life the way I want to and just not worry about it all.
Now I'll apologize for babbling and if you've made it this far, you deserve a cookie or something. I'd love to hear all your thoughts on me though, good, bad, whatever. Bitch, complain, tell me how much I do or don't rock...or just don't answer, whatever makes you happy. Either way, have a lovely day. Ciao.
T
