sleepover!

me, eva, nicole, maria, and anna.
me.
dress: vintage nightgown
scarf: betsey johnson
leather bomber: gift
me.
me.
me and eva.

i love sleepovers. Where else can u pig out on junk food, jump up and down like an idiot, and wear fairy wings, without looking like an idiot?!? Nowhere, but sleepovers!
Me and nicole and anna played with barbie dolls until one-ish, then anna went to sleep, and me and nicole, figured out we went to the same camp same week, when we were little, and talked about aliens and god, and cobra starship, then we hear this chewing noise and we look over at anna, and she is sleep-chewing, it was the funniest thing ever!
we didn't go to sleep until almost 6 in the morning, when her mom woke up and told us to go to bed. Maria came in and woke us up, after that we walked around downtowna bit, hung out at nicoles parents store, then we went back, picked up eva, and went to the natick mall for about 7 hours. That is the sleepover simplified a billion times.
so srry, i havn't posted in awhile, i've been crazy busy with all sorts of stuff!
i will try to be better about blogging.
i just got back from church (i love church, i am greek orthadox, and it is all lovely chanting, and fancy dresses, ornate icons) so i am still in my church outfit.

today's outfit :
leather bomber: gift
graphic black dress with blue and white splashes all over: anne klien
black vest: vintage
black pumps: target

p.s. srry for the lack of coolness in this post, not that inspired at the moment.

tons of love,
beth

arhg, im a kraken from the sea!

yes, i am THAT unoriginal to be quoting Juno.

anyways, i am so happy, i just got three new magazines, (i-d, w, and let them eat cake) and two new books (vice, do's and don'ts of street fashion, and some weird book that was on sale about how you brain works, i am sucker for sales and anything about brains) and i spent almost all of my gift card, which is kinda sad and pathetic.i know.

i am gonna try to post pictures, i did a photo shoot with my little sis, like two weeks ago, and it is beyond rad, however, we don't have Internet, so i have to prance over to the college library (and i got banned from wearing dresses there, because i would go in there in ball gowns and my sanity was questioned, so my dad banded anything with tulle, silk, and or anything that had copious amounts of glitter, it sucks)

i have been getting guitar lessons by this extreme hot dude (i swear, he is chad Michel Murray, in metal-head form, so perfect) he is in a band, and he is funny and he is the great at french (i told him i had to got too french after guitar lessons, and he said in perfect french "is there a chicken in you pants, non?!?" it was so funny, ahhh, sigh) i am swayed by his myriad amounts of coolness.

anyways, today's outfit:
navy blue shift dress: old navy
blue aqua tights: target
blue brocade vintage jacket: given to me.
cream knit beanie: grandmother knitted it for me.
crystal bracelet: tom binns, (thrifted)
piles of friendship bracelets: friends
Dino, butterfly, Saturn, and lighting bolt hand stamps: from the museum of science (we went there today, and i tried to stick me face in the automatic tinny machine but it was an epic fail.)
purple tweed flats: thrift store

love you all,
beth

p.w. (post weirdness)
check my crushes cool metal band out at myspace music, the band name is the grass grows greener!

random crap..

questions i have asked myself within the hour:

which is worse:
being hit on by a 50-year old, who asks if you can legally have sex with him?
or
seeing him hit on you 13-year old brother?

what is the sound of dark?

why don't people shave their arms?

umm, thats all i remmeber.

hannah is.. obssed with facebook!

facebook has gobbled up any life i previously owned.
of course, all of my face book friends are ones i have know at least 2 months and talk to at least once a week, for 30 minutes. where as some people friend people they don't even know, this bugs me.

off that subject, i feel sucky for not posting in awhile, i have been travailing like mad, and when not travailing, getting ready to travel.

i got a new camera, well, it is an old one, from 2001. but it works, the only problem is that i can't find a usb cord that matches. as per usual, something goes wrong, it always does.

this isn't a very good post at all. and im sorry, but not gonna make an excuse (i have like ten minutes to do this, so i can't think of a good one)

ahh, dads here and im in trouble!!!

love,
beth

yum, yum, i cookie monsta

ok so im exasted, and i write best when not thinking, and im a bit spaced out too. so this one is going to be a winner. i went to a sleepover last night, and like there were ten girls all bawling there eyes out for"Walk To Remeber" and me like in th middle gigling 'cause of the chessy-ness of it all. i should of been a boy, i swear. i like toy cars and batman and all manners of 8-year old boyhood. and here i am watching a really touching movie, laughing, and wondering he history of coat hangers, and hoping the terminator would come in and kick there sorry asses, then whilst eating brownies i thought "Why don't they have a rating and/or type scale for brownies?" i mean Douglas Adams did it with rain in one of his books, why not me, and brownies? so what the hell.
here it is.

type color how to get them that way
goo-ey coco take them out early
hard compacted dirt let your 3 year old cousins cook them
crumble-ly dirt put too much dry stuff in
"special" dirt put ingredients in other than normal stuff *wink, wink*

it is kinda dumb, but it was fun.


it messed up a bit.

love, beth

p.s. promise awsome photo shoot soon

opps, i fell into a vat of toxic waste...ah, well

well, maine was lovly, went to a few concerts, a few partys, got married (to my bestie of 8 years and i took the leap and popped the question, lol) saw someone get married, stayed up till three and got up at seven, hmmm, loved it...

i have no real world shaking thoughts, or even funny comments at this momment, i just want to type, as you all know.

i wish my camara didn't drown in the cape cod, i loved taking pictures and having my friends pissed off when i didn't put the thing down... i had a funeral for it. Mostly cause i was bored.

TODAY'S OUTFIT
white strapless corset dress that poofs, a coffee colored scoop neck-tee, and purple tweed flats, a golden necklace from the 40's displaying a real butterfly..


love,
beth

my mind is so blank, and i feel like a tank

bloody nurses partying.... fun....left to right, sexy lady in a sexy outfit, and a mishmash of a girl, groovy.

girl in gown crossing a busy suburban road.. sounds all too familiar...

djs, well dj-ing

damn, (pardon my french) i just wrote a really funny and cool post but then it somehow got deleted, i guess it was suicidal (so many are theses days, i legit knew someone who was in 4th grade and was cutting himself, sad)

anyways off subject, I'm off to see the wizard, that is the wonderful wizard of oz, a.k.a. my step grandfather Darell (yippee, cowabunga, hurrah, moppa) do some gigs with him ( he is in like ten awesome bands, and he does sound for other awesome bands, and i go along, to like bars and crap, it is the best) go to a wedding, and see my beastie ( Rachel, who is the coolest chick in a pile of hicks) so I'm off to Maine tomorrow at 3;30 to avoid the infamous Boston traffic, and read tons of 80's comic books, and listen to 90's music very loudly, and discus the history s, and other weird topics, ahh, i love my family.

i miss my camera like hell, if i missed hell, that is.

hmmm, here is my "inspo" pictures of the day.

um, sexy robo-cop ridin' a unicorn.

better then chocolate?

maybe.fairy nymphs frolicking in vivid color.

love.

oh, my outfit...

pimped out chucks, hidden by Burgundy ball gown, and gray and black stripped sweater, and braided hippie crown.

love,

beth