Right as Rain

Drool-worthy cupcakes in progress!

 It's labor-day weekend!... Or by the time you read this  - It was labor-day weekend. And what a wonderful weekend it was! It may have not been pleasant according to other peoples taste in weather, but to me it was perfect. It was a nice cloudy, rainy, muggy weekend. Rain just happens to be my favorite type weather -and to those who know me by "Rain" no it's not because I'm that conceited- , it's really so calming to me, and for once by mother nature I'm forced to have to entertain myself indoors which I rarely do, due to the often friendly warm rays of sunshine here in North Carolina that lure me outside, and away from my artwork/homework/secluded thinking. Rain is also like my period, not in the sense that it agitates me, but more like it seems to make me more in touch with my emotions. Songs sound more meaningful, artwork seems more awing, thoughts of that certain person in my life almost overwhelming... haha, sorry didn't mean to get all syrupy on you there. Rain also makes me get a little bit more loopy... hyper... as I type this I feel an evil smirk form on my lips. Being kept inside also builds up even more energy up in me than usual (dear god.) its like what happens to me during the nighttime... heheheheehe, close to frightening I know! *another of those evil grins*


 Anywhooooo, I suppose I should tell you what I did this weekend! Ohohoho, did I have fun! I didn't go to any of my friends, I'm saving my social side for next weekend when I supposedly have to go to one of my friends birthday slumber party... Don't get me wrong, I love people, and I especially love my friends!, but I'm not that much of a party fan, most of the time the people I don't know actually think I'm awesome (hehehe-of course they do ;) ), but with this friend I don't think I would get along with any of her friends... and I'm not looking forward as much as I usually would to a weekend of people giving me freakish glances, and whispering about me behind my back (self conscious much? <-- Hey, I'm a teenager, it's what we worry about!) Anyways, no. No friends this splendid-gloomy weekend. Which pleases me, I'm one of those types that love people, but I really like to spend 60% of my time to myself. People need some alone time you know?

The beauts all ready for icing >:D

 So what did I do? Well, I baked some "uber-yummy" cupcakes with my lovely mummy! (From scratch, I don't believe in using mix from a box -That's cheating!) Mmmm cupcakes.... *drools* We saved them till around 6 P.M. and then what did we do? Are you prepared for the awesomeness? We watched A&E's 6 hour version of Pride & Prejudice. Thats right 6 hours of Mr. Colin Firth!! Most kids my age don't even know what they heck I'm even talking about when I say Pride & Prejudice! For those of you who don't know (but SHOULD! ;) )
 Pride & Prejudice is one of the collective works of the pure genius Jane Austen. Old timey stuff. The reason I even know about it, is that I grew up with it, both of my parents and a few of my sisters  like it. I used to not like it when I was younger, I mean, why would I? To my younger imagination it was just a waste of time, a pointless 4-6 hours of funny dressed people talking in some funny launguage over nothing I even understood.  I do remember drawing some of the characters when I

-Prejudice- Elizabeth Bennet  (Jennifer Ehle) & Mr. Dracy (Colin Firth) -Pride-

 

was around the age of 6. I was fasinated -like most young girls- by princesses, and being told that attending balls, and wearing ankle-length dresses with eccentric details, and highley proper speech by Disney that, that was what made up a princess. I remeber fumbeling through my old-old-OLD! sketchbook last year and finding two obvisouly child-drawn girls with the names of characters from the movie below the hem of their dresses. When I was little I remember laying in front of the tv studying their manners, clothes, in hope I would be like that someday.... Ah to be young again... haha, what am I talking about I'm still quit young! Maybe not as young as I used to be, but life changes... all to fast, but it does.

Listen to -Right as Rain- Adele


~Don't be afraid to just be you, let yourself shine through it all~
I love you all darlings, even the ones I don't fully know!

Irving Penn: La master of photography!!

Black & White Vogue.

"A good photograph is one that communicates a fact, touches the heart, and leaves the viewer a changed person for having seen it." -Irving Penn

Flower Child 

I  was flipping through a bunch of old Vogues my sister had kindly given me to browse for inspiration, photos I liked, and fashion I would like to try to mimic in my life. I love to sit down with a cup of very sugary earl gray, some music playing, -preferable something soft, not anything with a quick beat that will tempt me to get distracted and start dancing (which I tend to do quit often)- and flip through the glossy pages and dream of what a well dressed brat I would be if I was rich. So it was in midst of the November 2009's issue and my favorite Adele cd I came across a article written by an editor who was a friend, and co-worker of "Irving Penn", (1917-2009) who had simply died  of old age at 92. Now I was intrigued, I had reconized a few of his pictures from before, and his name was also reconizable, so I read on. The article was what you would mostly expect for a biography, talked about how he worked, told some stories, etc. He was a rather independant man! He wouldn't let others push him around, he was one of the first photogs. to do some completly different things with photography, things that have never been done before, and still hasn't been quite equal. He was incredible at what he did in my opinion! His art really touched me in a strange sense,  I couldn't help but be amazed at how different others can think, and I couldn't help but feel jealouse, sometimes I long for my thought patterns to be different to see things I see in a different way. Have you ever had a thing or person that you see everyday, and then one day your just sitting/standing there looking at it for a while, and its details remain the same in a sense but you begin to see it in a different way? If not, then I must be an absolute weirdo, because this happens to me with everything.

Maybe it has to do with the sort of mood, attitude you happen to be in? Maybe I just have a really open mind?

Majesty.

  Anyways, back to Penn, he has become my new favorite photographer.... admitly I never had a  actual favorite before.  I have always admired photography, and I had always though it would be a cool job even though I personaly believe I don't have the talent nor aspect for it, but I never really looked at their names or researched more of their work.
  I was talking with one friend over the phone (talking as always) and she said the she didn't really qualify photography as a true art. This I don't agree with, maybe I would have when I was younger when you took one look at a picture and it simply was a moment captured as what it was, when we were kids things like that didn't have as many reasons/depictions as they do to us now. Like our aspect of boys when we were younger, in my case I just thought of them as weird looking girls who were more fun to play with actual girls and of course the idea of kissing one grossed me out quit much. As we get older, mature, we begin to see the other sides of things, began to feel for things in a whole different way, even our tastes in food, colors, clothes changes. Or is it just society changing that for us? Am I even making any sense? It is *checks clock* pretty late at night... actually it's not really I just would like to blame my babbling on that. Haha.

Nicole Kidman. A portrait by Irving Penn.

      

  One thing about Irving that interested me was that he refused to photograph any celebrities. He said that it was society wanted to see, the faces we were supposed to see, be brainwashed into seeing, and there was no creativity in it. His editor did talk him into doing a session with Nicol Kidman after showing him a picture of her (which happened to have her with a fake nose), he agreed to doing one with Nicole... if she wore the fake nose.  That just makes me laugh. I'm officialy obsessed with Penn for moments time.

  
Listen to - Eat you up - BOA - electronic/pop of sorts :) 
Listen to - Sun of gun - Oh Land - alternative
Listen to - What the water gave me - Florence + Machines - it's Florence what more do I have to say besides pure awesomeness?

For all those that know me, know my table manners are pretty much equalivent to this. xD

 Thanks for reading guys! I know it's not that interesting yet, but I"m hoping it will get better, and I already have some ideas for enterys.
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An introduction to me for all you creepy pedophiles.

  So some of you may know me, that is if I ever get around to telling anyone about this...
For the ones who don't know me -which is probually likely, since I'm one of the six billion that live on this planet, and one of the percentage that own computers- I'm just a simple teenager girl, living in less than a simple town. Nothing you haven't heard of before....

  Anyhoo, this is just the introduction to my blog, so don't expect to find any important news, or anything really intresting enough to spend the couple minutes your spending to just read this.

  My name is Rose, a horrible name in my opinion (Please! Please! Never name your child such an old cat lady sounding name) but its what I was called coming into this world, and its what I intend to be called when I die. Like I said before I'm a teenager, but I'm not going to tell my exact age, because fortunaly I'm smart enough to know not to tell all those creeper pedophiles out there.
 
 <------  You know, the ones that look like this...


 I live in North Carolina, what seems like a boring state to me, in the minature town Shelby, don't expect any of you to know about that place, hell I would be surprised if you do!!

 When I'm bored -especially in school- my hobbies consist of writing miserable stories I never finish, doodling absurd pictures on my notes and ocassionally a big art project, playing video games, singing my lungs of to my ipod (That thing loves me), hang out with my super awesome friends I love, etc. Of course even all that can get boring -except my friends of course- so now I have this blog....