clean cup, move down

Last weekend Hunter & I eschewed 3D movie theatre surreality to stick with our favorite reality: Laptop movie marathons in bed. In my wine haze I agreed to a subtitled, taxidermied 80s adaptation of Alice in Wonderland called Něco z Alenky.

 
It was great looking but creepy as hell.

Except for Alice (and actually, sometimes Alice) everything was toys. Stuffed rabbits, marionettes, china dolls, building blocks. The white rabbit ate sawdust and he was so teethgnashy scary; this is definitely a nightmarish take on the tale.

WHY does this look always appeal to my interests so intensely? Will I ever outgrow a love for a kneesock and a maryjane??? Shouldn't I be over this by now??? (Please don't answer that.)

This was my favorite part:after she creates an ocean of her tears, a rat takes refuge on the island of her head. She lets him stay until he hacks off part of her hair and starts a campfire to heat up some hobo beans ("That's just rude, thought Alice").

I only made it about three quarters through before I was like OK, BASTA... I couldn't take the dreary weirdness any longer, although I do adore a pink pinafore and a fringe, obvs.

In conclusion: When I am old I will have a room in my house that will be scaled to make you feel like Alice after she eats from the side that makes you grow LARRRRRGERRRRRRR. (Pls see above for refernce) And I will still be wearing knee socks.

rollin' old school

still recovering multiple drinks last night with one of my oldest friends, ted aka theodore james aka teddy p.



we became best friends after we sat next to each other in algebra [EDIT: ted says geometry. hmm.oopsydoops] in 10th grade, no big deal.
i think we were the two worst students in the class.

i spent most of high school driving around in his car.

holy fucking nostalgia overload.
how about a picture of us from junior..prom? semi-formal? i have no idea actually.



a few HILARIOUS DETAILS to note:
my dyed black hair (and bjork buns)
lots of rings, def black fingernails.
weird chinese dress - from pearl river, probz
the glamorous cafeteria setting
ted's...spike haircut?

ps,
i am sure if i'd been in a different dress i'd be wearing a choker.
god i love a choker. like, a black velvet ribbon? SICK!
dang!
BRING BACK CHOKERS!

this has been a public service announcement for "unfortunately named trends you'd rather forget that i think are actually kinda dope?".

chokers in 09!!

pps: ted's take on WHITE LIGHTNING: "i have no fucking CLUE what the hell you are talking about 90% of the time, lizzie. i seriously can't understand a word."

aww, he still reads it though, how's that for a real friend?