Today I listened to Cry talk about his favourite part of Christmas – specifically the family timez, and how you know you’ve finally matured when you’re happier giving presents than receiving them. Myself, I like the Christmas decorations all up in the cities, Starbucks cups with snowflakes, Christmas cards, and the desperate buzz around shopping malls. But I will never be a grown-up like Cry.
I am too greedy, too horrible at buying presents.
It’s a bonus of being a shut-in, actually: “Thank God I’m not close friends with X anymore, otherwise I’d have to buy a present.” I can’t escape my family though. If only they were just as incompetent when it came to presents!
Example: My sister is the nicest best person the planet. She’s considerate, cleans the bathroom on a whim, fantastic at cooking. Plus, she can actually help out on the farm (that is, beyond standing in gateways to block cows like I do) so in addition to the baking thing she’s naturally Dad’s favourite. She’s my favourite, too. PLUS SHE’S REALLY CUTE. SO CUTE THAT FRIENDS ARE SURPRISED AT HER CUTENESS WHEN THEY MEET HER. Oh my GOD.
Sister is the opposite of me. She puts me to shame.
It’s cool though. I might be the disappointment of a daughter, incapacitated and lazy, but at least I’m ~secure enough in myself~ that I’m not jealous (I realise this sort of thing happens between siblings!). Nay! In fact, I’m okay with being objectively the ugly one; through the haze of my unjustifiably huge ego I don’t even notice.
Naturally when it comes to presents, this being of pure light makes the rest of us look bad. And if there wasn’t enough pressure, she’s exceptionally talented at buying The Best Presents … and lots of them.
As I found my way onto ModCloth tonight, I decided that YES I WILL LOOK FOR PRESENTS FOR BELOVED LITTLE SISTER, I WILL. I WILL TRY TO BE AN ADEQUATE SISTER. Ah, ModCloth. Surely they’d come through for me? The site with beautiful things to decorate an apartment/gorgeous sister? Was there anything at all to be found for her? Nope. I did, however, find a billion things for myself, because I am one greedy motherfucker.
When in doubt? Cute cat, bird or owl motifs (I AM A CLICHE HIPSTER). Not that I should be telling you any of this, because I deserve none of it. Why do I have to be so easy to buy for, whyyyyyy.
Sometimes I go shopping online and I make grabby hands at my screen. Out of mercy for my credit, I put these discoveries on a wishlist and keep them there until the buzz is gone and I can safely delete them without regret. Here are the latest additions to such a list. Don’t you wish I’d posted something like this a month and a half ago, back when it was my birthday?
Oh – did I ever mention it was my birthday on here? I blew up balloons and put up streamers in my room, and was like “HECK YES IT’S MY BIRTHDAY“. Then I ate sushi and went on the internet and thought about how cool I am. It was rad. In the following days, if I had my heater on all the balloons would start popping one-by-one.
I recently got a pretty new wallet, which I’ve also found you can buy here. Clearly I now need a coin purse for when I am dashing to the vending machine and still want to look cute. ;D (Check out the other purses in this shop by the way – they are amazing)
Only it just occured to me I may not have anything that would go with this brooch. MY LIFE IS RUINED.
The hipster in me loves faux taxidermy for the way it imitates and mocks the real thing, and since the monstrous white resin deer thing I want to put on my wall is about $200 including shipping, I’d like a little one to wear on my bosom instead. There’s a unicorn one as well! I love that. UNICORNS DIED FOR YOUR INTERIOR DESIGN (er, jewellery).
I’ve been looking at this for months thinking, Do I really want a $40 bunny that’s 2.5 inches tall?? For the moment I’m saying no, but I know that eventually I’ll buy it in one of my weaker “BUY AAAALL THE THINGS!!!” moments.
So now it’s officially semester break for me. There are other posts I’m in the middling of writing. Like how I’m still a crazy person and how my darling Minifee Chloe is here (♥!). FUN TIMES AHEAD. HOLD TIGHT.
Seems a bit inappropriate posting about Christmas post when we’re in the New Year now, but it just makes my blog retro okay. Let’s travel back in time together!
We practised the holy ritual of gift-giving on the 24th, which made me free on the real Christmas day to watch Fellowship of The Ring on my computer, sprawled out on the carpet, cat sleeping next to me. Nothing different from how I’ve normally been spending my holidays, but this time I had some fairy lights for some excellent mood lighting (love this Christmas present!). I also tried dying my hair pink and for a couple of days my hair sported a strawberry-ish gleam – that is, if you squinted hard enough. This makes it, as a certain someone would say, a “FAIL” and inevitably after two washes it was gone. Fun though.
Here’s our tree
It makes our living room look cozy. I vacuumed the floor with Photoshop! I’ve had Photoshop Elements 4.0 since 2006 and I had no idea it had such a clever clone feature until today.
Santa toilet paper
I like how there’s no sign of Santa’s pants anywhere. Look how happy he is to see you!
A few presents
A very hipster Christmas. I’m quiiite satisfied with my haul of goodies and Toblerone! This photo doesn’t quite show how spoiled I was, aha! I’ve been hunting for months to find the perfect wallet to replace my current one of 12 years’ service and the owl on this one looks like it’s tripping on acid, yusss! I had no money when I first saw it. I also had no idea Mum was going to sneak back in the shop and buy it, she’s such a sneaky mumsy. ♥ The two plastic owls are lip blams, you get at the balm stuff by scraping at the owls’ butts. lol butts.
Blackberry gave me Starbucks vouchers in honour of my 2012 studio room being so close to my frappucino wonderland. She’s a lovely kitty. Speaking of 2012, the obligatory 2012 new year post will not take as long to be posted as this one… probably. ;D
(Happy 25th Dec + 2012! I hope they’ve been wonderful~)
I made a gamble hoping to lose… and won instead. I think that means I actually lost. Only I also won. I’m not sure. Is everyone else is as confused as I am? Excellent. As I’ve briefly mentioned in a few earlier posts, I have found a new hobby in ball-jointed dolls (BJDs). Here’s what mine looks like in bad lighting:
Look at her eyes reaching deep into your soul. The little cutie.
Part of the appeal behind BJDs is customising them. While others may have the same sculpt every one makes their own look unique, right down to the freckles and eyebrows. In fact, I ordered my doll to come with a simple default faceup, intending it to be temporary until I could commission someone to paint a fancier one. There’s nothing stopping you from doing the faceup yourself (of course!), but because it apparently takes years before you’re any good most take the same route as me and find someone with skillz. Also eughkk, doing art.
A few months back I discovered Andreja and her wispy delicate style, and decided she’d be perfect. Thing is, she’s also one of the most popular faceup artists; every month there’s a scramble of doll-obsessed freaks over just twenty available slots. One way of winning a slot is by being among the first to comment on a certain blog post. The last time she did one of these, people who had commented within the first minute were too late. Crazy.
Obvs I was going to have to try lots of times, but this was okay with me and I wasn’t planning on getting a new faceup for a few months yet… that is, until I checked my Google Reader at the exact time she updated her blog ushering in a new round of speed-commenting. Oh my.
My brain started yelling at me.
“OMG SLOTS JUST CAME AVAILABLE WHAT AMAZING TIMING GO GO DO IT NOW.”
“But I don’t even want to apply yet.”
“SHUT UP IT’S REALLY HARD TO GET A PLACE LET’S SEE IF WE CAN GET ONE YEEEES.”
“But what if we do get one??”
“…IDK LOL. DO ITTTTTTT!!!! THIS IS SO EXCITING.”
I tried applying. Just to see if I could win the game. The internet lagged and it took four attempts to post a comment … meanwhile, every time the page refreshed other people were successfully posting comments! OHHH NOO I DON’T WANT TO LOSE A GAME THAT I DON’T CARE ABOUT WINNING. That would be tragic. Then BAM!!! My comment: 7th out of the lucky 8 (the other entries would be put in a lottery to win the remaining slots). THIS IS SO AWESOME AND YET NOT WHAT I WANTED AT THE SAME TIME. SO THAT’S BAD. EXCEPT NOT BECAUSE I’M A WINNERRRRR. WAIT ARE YOU SURE THIS REALLY HAPPENED. I keep recounting the comments. Yes. It totally did. My furious typing skills were superior … at an inconvenient time… except not really. And all because I heard myself talking to myself! Oops!
I’ve since wiped her current faceup, as is required before sending it away. I love it even more now that it’s blank, which shows how unsatisified I was with it before. Can’t wait to see what Andreja does with it!
This post is dedicated to Kate, who wanted to know what this tweet was about…. and probably wasn’t expecting it to be about a stupid doll face. Hah!
TL;DR: I get to send a disembodied head in the mail tomorrow.
I bullied my friend into updating her blog with one, and thought I’d do the same thing. Initially all I wanted was new underwear and tights, but I quickly found that I’m just as materialistic as always. Phew!
- Tivoli Audio Model One, a sweet little radio for when I’m in Dunedin.
- Flower head band. OOH.
- Dollflower eyes for my creepy BJD hobby.
- A job, so I can afford to buy stuff for above hobby. Also, sewing skills to make it somewhat cheaper.
- For 2012 to not suck.
- Wendy to turn up at my house with a poofy ribbon on her head saying “I AM YOUR CHRISTMAS PRESENT OH HEYY“, and then we can skip underneath rainbows with cheerful unicorns.
- New earrings. Possibly hypoallergenic, because my current ones have started making my ears itchy/painful. Also the green ooze that accompanies all this is a bit freaky.
- This minty cake mixer, although you can also get these in pink and they’re so irrestibly cute but I’m trying to be a grown-up today.
- A red VW Beetle (and a driver’s license, lololol).
- A4 hardcover notebook with plain pages. A nice one. So impossible to find.
- Assassin’s Creed: Revelations. Waiting for the PC version is killing me, and logically I should wait a year when it’ll be super cheap…
- Ponies! A shetland pony (fluffy mane!), a clydesdale (fluffy feet!), and a miniature horse (fat bellies and short legs!).