Carlotta's gotten me hooked on these confessions... Good idea, I think, and perfect for a post with limited time-slash-creativity.
confession: Today I got out of bed and threw on the same thing I wore shopping last weekend (sweater minidress, slouch hat, grey tights, black ankle boots, green flannel shirt loose and unbuttoned). Big no-no for Olivia. I considered wearing my dad's old sweater instead (sigh) but it was too small to work with my leggings.
confession: As I have said before, I'm far too fickle when it comes to design, and I'm already plotting for my next HorseFeathers look. (Double sigh.)
confession: This post was originally going to be about the word "meh" but I ran out of things to say. Meh.
confession: My #1 internet pet peeve is copycats. As such I am terribly frightened of accidentally copying someone else. This is kind of a good thing because it drives me to make posts/designs/photos that are original. I was a little iffy doing these confessions, but Carlotta gave an open invitation on her blog so I went ahead (Carlotta dear, you okay with this?). I was also iffy with this post so I asked Hannah and she gave me her permission. Always better to be safe than sorry...
confession: I've been slacking off in the photography department. In between homework assignments yesterday I got a few neat self-portrait shots, but that's pretty much it for the past few days.
confession: Like Carlotta I have a "thing" for lowercase letters. I try to restrain myself. But sometimes I can't resist. I once wrote a paper for English without capitalization, the teacher (bless her) gave me an A for creativity. Go Mrs. D.
confession: I am in no way, shape, or form looking forward to swim practice today. I feel like a blob of jelly. My muscle tone has just jumped off a skyscraper.
confession: Also like Carlotta I'm addicted to my technology. My iTouch. And laptop. And especially camera. I don't think I'd survive without at least one of them. Wow. That isn't good. Must work on that.
confession: I've been slacking off Flickr-wise. I am now making myself upload my pics to Flickr then use the URL for my blog. Double-whammy, plus should make HorseFeathers load a little faster too.
confession: Geometry is my arch-nemesis. Just sayin'. If I ever murdered anyone, it would be geometry. Especially proofs. And altitude equations. Ew.
confession: I sometimes wonder what life would be like if I had an older sister or brother. Or even a younger one. The idea is I can wear their clothes and use them as unsuspecting photo models. My parents have become slightly wary of my camera, I'm afraid.
confession: Though I try not to do the whole "branding" thing, if offered everything in the American Eagle store I would be so overjoyed you have no idea. So comfortable. So amazingly stylish. I love. that. store. And my mom does too, weirdly enough, we went to exchange some things and she ended up buying this adorable peasant blouse. It's better than when she went to Abercrombie with me. I mean, it looked good, but that is a decidedly non-parent-age store. More than even AE.
confession: People say I look older than I am, but I don't see how that's true. On my first day at high school back in September I was asked directions by a new student. When I said "Girl, I'm a freshman, I'm more lost than you" the chick replied, "Seriously? I thought you were a junior or a senior." What are you people thinking? I'm not *that* tall.
confession: I'm actually only 5'6" and a quarter and that makes me kind of sad. You have to be 5'7" at least to try to get into this modeling agency I was looking at. Shoot. Though on the bright side, I'm a whole inch taller than I had thought before my mom measured me. Woot.
Maybe I can get another 3/4" in the two months or so before I head to New York. It's happened a few times before. I can hope.
confession: I consumed wayyyyy too much sugary/fatty foods over Christmas break, so now I will go eat something healthy. Like a clementine. That's healthy, right?