SURVIVOR

I'll admit it: I've seen every season. That's right. And if there were ever a reality show I could be on, this would be it. It's been sort of a guilty pleasure for the last... oh say, five years, or whenever it stopped being popular. But never have I been obsessed with it as much as I am this season. Heroes v. Villains? UM YEAH. The strategizing that goes on--what with this season's crazy insane players like Parvati, Russel aka The Evil Leprechaun, Boston Rob (RIP my friend, you didn't even make it to the jury)--is enough to blow your mind, and the naiveté of good old favorites like Rupert the pirate and Colby the hunky cowboy is making me fall in love with the game of Survivor a hundred times over. 

And I'm sure at this point, any respect you had for me as a stylish person and or sensible blogger has now gone out the window (Oops, crack in the floor! Family Guy anyone? More respect lost, dammit). BUT there is a point to this post besides me just rambling on about how I spend my Thursday nights... 

photo from blog.zap2it.com

COURTNEY! This girl is officially my favorite person pretty much...ever? She's hilarious. Probably also claims both the title for most sarcastic and skinniest reality TV star, as well as the most sarcastic about being skinny... That didn't make sense, but if you've seen the show, you know what I mean. 

She's not even officially ON the show anymore, and she still manages to crack me up for the five minutes she gets airtime as a part of the jury at tribal council. How about tonight when Jeff was like, "I'll go count the votes" and Courtney's just like, "You go do that" and it sounds incredibly stupid as I'm typing this but IT WAS SO FUNNY. Oh, and can we also talk about her impression of Russel running around his little hidey-holes. Or how about the time she flipped off Jeff on Survivor China? Or her impression of Jaime? Fantastic. 

Courtney is one of those people you either love or hate, and there's definitely a lot of hating going on, but the great thing about her is that she's true to herself and she doesn't give a crap. When asked about being a Villain, Courtney said, "I wasn't surprised to be a Villain. At first, I was didn't think I had done enough to warrant that, but then I thought about it. If you're a woman on a TV show who has more to say than  [puts on a high-pitched voice] "What a great idea, I love it," then you're a villain. I'm never going to be as sweet and lovable as the Heroes ladies, but I wouldn't want to be either, so that's fine" (blog.zap2it.com).

Anyways, if there are any of you out there who read this blog and appreciate and possibly worship (okay, maybe I'm going too far) the hilarity that is Courtney Yates (or just Survivor in general), please comment, so that I don't have to be alone in my adoration and we can do that thing that girls do when they're like OMG, I KNOW RIGHT? Please also enjoy this vid from CBS that is just pure Courtney.

Also, The Dragon Slayer is so full of it. I don't know exactly what he's full of, but regardless. You love to hate him, don't you?

Also also, I apologize for the formatting issues. It looks normal in the editor and then all SCREWY once I publish it. So incredibly IRRITATING. 

Good day, good news

Considering today was the day of my BC Calculus final exam that I studied really really hard for and still left half the questions blank... well IN SPITE of that today was a very good day. What? Let me explain. First of all, it's so sunny! And who doesn't love the sun. Because I do. And I think everyone else does too because that seems like a logical assumption. PLUS maybe you noticed that Miss Nyberg commented on my post featuring her? SHE DID. I was going crazy. Crazy, I tell you. FURTHERMORE I got my invite to lookbook.nu in my inbox today! WHAT. I know... I have loveloveloved seeing the outfits people post and I so wanted to join, but when I found out it was "invite only" I was indescribably bummed. I signed up yesterday anyways after which they're all like, "We'll let you know when an invitation is available" which I figured meant "never" so I went to chictopia.com, which is basically the same thing as lookbook.nu but not as exclusive, and I joined that. But then I got an email from lookbook.nu today with my code! Super excited. So obviously I got right on that. See my first outfit and outfits I like here (also note that it's been hyped!!). IN ADDITION, I also had eight emails from chictopia.com... people commented on my first two looks! AHHH. Such a morale boost right there. But now I have a dilemma. Because it's sort of pointless to post the same looks on both sites. But which site do I post on?

REGARDLESS today was also awesome because on the way to art class a girl in the grade below me whom I sort of know from homeroom and stuff was like, "Rhiannon, this is super creepy, but whatever, I'd want someone to tell me..." and at first I was like oh crap but then she was like, "I LOVE your blog!" And I've been freaking out ever since. Because things like that just make this blog SO worthwhile. And now you see why today was SUCH a good day. As is evident from the RIDICULOUS overuse of capitals in this post.

Also (no more capitals, pinky promise) today was a good day for photography (in terms of the pictures I took, not because it was cloudy, which it wasn't, because it was sunny... though I hear from my favorite Russian, Nico, that cloudy days are the best days for photography). My outfit today was inspired by the red lipcolor that I promised I'd wear a few posts back... And this is me who NEVER (okay, I lied) wears makeup. So, in an effort to avoid looking like my grandmother, I went for an edgier look with my cut-offs (that yes I did cut off myself) and my handy dandy boots from OU that I really shouldn't wear because I'm too short and they just make me look shorter but I wear them anyways because they are just so damn cool.

Studded shirt dress: LF

Cut-off shorts (I cut them myself, thankyouverymuch): American Eagle

boots: Urban Outfitters "urban renewal"

harmonica necklace: vintage

I have to say that I'm not all that happy with with the color/sheen on my lips... I really wanted bright, primary red but this is not quite vibrant or shiny enough. I guess that is to be expected though considering I only used lipliner pencil and not actual lipstick. Rookie mistake. But even more embarrassing is the fact that I don't own any real lipstick, which is why I was forced to use lipliner. I think I will be making that investment in the very near future.

love.

I'm home sick today, so no outfit posts (well technically, I was just going to skip first period but then I was DEAD TIRED and must have slept through my alarm and kind of missed the rest of school). But I thought I'd share some of my favorite bloggers of the moment.

First: Johanna Nyberg of johannanyberg.blogspot.com

lookbook.nu

This girl is WAY talented. She's Swedish, so I can't understand a word she has written on her blog, but I can definitely understand her art and her style. Most of her illustrations are from fashion, but what makes them really cool is the incredible, expressive line quality she has. Such utter jaw-dropping envy... I would love to own one of these!

Next: Jessica Wu of fascinationdrop.blogspot.com

I know I've blogged about her (and her glasses) before but I think this girl is just plain awesome. She also makes jewelry, which is pretty cool. 

lookbook.nu

Also: Frouu N of froufrouu.blogspot.com, a self-described "7 year old chocolate flapjack from over the rainbow." I don't know much about this gal, but I can tell you I'm blown away by her style. She clearly has a penchant for rich textiles, earth tones, high heels, and a metric buttload of jewelry. Kinda reminds me a bit of a sophisticated Amy Winehouse?

butt naked art

Photos worth sharing? I think so. Enjoy some artistic inspiration.

images from stylebubble.com

Bea Szenfel's "Sur la Plage"

Can you BELIEVE these are made out of paper? Sooo beautiful.

More cool art...

“Marina Abramovic: The Artist Is Present” at the MoMA


It's called "performance art." Basically, Marina just sits like a statue in a chair in a glass box (kind of like that Pledge commercial) pretty much ALL DAY and people get to take turns coming in and sitting down across the table from her. She must have to pee like hell and she looks like she's wearing a Snuggie, but I still think there is something way intriguing about this.


Another part of the exhibit is a narrow doorway flanked by a man and woman, both butt naked. So... what I'd be wondering is, which way do you face? Like, do you look at the man? Or the woman? Which body parts are you comfortable brushing against? Such an interesting social experiment. 


I tried to find some of her old stuff, but it's pretty graphic and I can't find any good pictures right now. Really beautiful but incredibly terrifying. 

inaugural dandelions

You know when you get a new piece of clothing and you HAVE to wear it right away? That always happens to me. But what about when you get a piece of clothing that you just CAN'T wear? Like because it's too fancy or out of season or whathaveyou. That happened to me when I bought this blue suede zipper dress at H&M on sale... It was still winter when I bought it! And so you see my predicament. But now the weather has decided to cooperate and I was able to finally put together an inaugural outfit for the first wearing of this no longer new dress. And I have to say, it's one of my favorite outfits in a long while. I like the way the dress is super girly (tight, short, etc.) but the lace tank underneath makes it edgier and less revealing. Plus the sneakers and dorky glasses give a kind of tomboy feel that I think is very complimentary to the cuteness of the dress.

Jesus can't you take a picture where I DON'T look angry?!

Mmm... Dandelion.

Yep. I'm still obsessed with them.

Dandies!!

Dress by H&M, lace tank from dollar-a-pound at Garment District, vintage belt, NEW GLASSES FROM EBAY!, Bensimon sneakers

P.S. You remember how I was debating whether or not to wear my new glasses to school? Well I did (obviously, because this is the outfit I wore to school today). Anyways, I think there were a few snide laughs... but maybe I'm just paranoid and people were laughing at other things. Who knows? But the kicker is: WHO CARES. What kind of a fashion blogger would I be if I was too scared to wear what I wanted to wear? Sure it's annoying and hurtful when people criticize, but I can't compromise me and my expression to pacify others. That'd be bull. I'll wear what I want... and that's the end of my little tirade for now. But you'll see my glasses around the high school again, promise. Tomorrow I'm thinking bright red lips? Maybe that'll be Wednesday...

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haters gonna hate

MY NEW GLASSES CAME! My father is now somehow convinced that my eyes are failing me at the ripe old age of 18... Uhh nope. They're just plastic, Pop.

And so obviously the first thing I did was to run out and take pictures (with my poor camera that no longer has a working flash NO but which my mum has now said is mine forever YES).

But now I'm wondering if I have the guts to wear them to school. I'm fully aware that people might laugh (okay will definitely laugh) but I have this to say about that:

image via bleachblack.com

Plus I'm so completely obsessed with them that it might be worth it.... Do you think I should?

Decisions, decisions.

t-shirt painting

Hello hello! I tried something new this week and I'm excited to show it off... t-shirt painting! I took a plain white t-shirt and a black abric marker and drew some peacock feather designs. Then I painted it with very watered-down acrylics. And yep. The colors are not as muddy as they look above but they're aren't as vibrant as I'd like either. I think I'm going to try again with another less water in my paints but also to try something drippy, maybe like eyes crying in rainbow? Kind of like blogger Jessica Wu's DIY t-shirt, (who is incidently my new favorite blogger of the moment)...

Don't you just LOVE her t-shirt? PLUS SHE HAS MY GLASSES! Check her out at fascinationdrop.blogspot.com

What do you think? Should I make more?

Fashion Quest

One thing I'm really lusting after right now: large-framed Ray Ban-esque glasses in black. I don't want the sunglasses kind; I just want them with clear lenses. I don't wear prescription glasses so obviously they'd just be for show, but I'm so obsessed with them now and I really want a pair anyways. But I refuse to buy actual Ray Bans... Actually it's less that I refuse and more that I just can't. Regardless, it's my fashion quest of the moment (Damn, that would make a great title--I love when that happens! Moving on). These are the kind I mean:

Subject A: French style blogger Louise Ebel

Subject B: Cudi. Nuf said.

What do you think? I've already heard one nay, but I still think they're amazingly cool.

I TOUCHED ACTUAL MIU MIU

Welcome to Heaven. Aka Rodeo Drive.

You know it's a bad sign when the parking meters take credit cards.

Pradadadadadadadada! So ritzy they don't even have a sign.

Dyingggg

KITTEH!

THE ACTUAL NAKED WOMAN COLLAR! AND IT WILL FOREVER HAVE TRACE SAMPLES OF ME ON IT!

I think this would match nicely with my prom dress, no? Dear Judith Leiber, the suburban riffraff (that's me) would sincerely appreciate your generosity...

VERSACE! Hyperventilationnnn

These booties simultaneously bring together the delicate feel of Victorian wallpaper and intricate china with futuristic metallic heels and nude platforms... Oh, Versace. Once again with the swooning.

Note the metallic chain detail on the suit. So classy.

These may be even more covet-able than the pair in the window, if that's possible.

Brief anecdote interlude: When I was at Versace, I was wandering around the store oohing and ahhing at pretty much everything and taking pictures just to see if they'd stop me (they didn't) but apparently I pissed off the lady that worked there anyways (Oh come on, it's annoying when I go "OH MOM, LOOK!" every five seconds? Puh-lease.). Because when I tried to go upstairs to see the clothes--the bottom level was just bags and shoes--the Versace lady was like "mumble mumble private fitting! mumble mumble come back at five?" So, you know, I bought that and just continued to wander around the bottom floor. But then this other clearly touristy middle-aged couple walked down the stairs and I was a little miffed to say the least. DARN YOU VERSACE LADY. Coming in between me and my Versace! Bah.

Apparently it's all about the blue cheetah print at Dolce & Gabbana this season. Brings me back to fifth grade. Sigh.

So that was the end of my trip... Not nearly long enough. And I never did get to see actual Versace clothing without a window in between, although I did manage to put my grubby little mitts all over their shoes (TAKE THAT Versace Lady). And lest we forget that breathtaking excursion into Miu Miu. Overall, I'm satisfied.