Wednesday, April 3, 2013

eggs and pretty clothes and tears and stuff

Happy (late) Easter!
My family is pretty much the opposite of religious but we celebrate any holiday where one gets free chocolate.

Necklace: thrifted
Dress: Etsy
Belt: Ross
Tights: Wal-Mart
Shoes: thrifted

I did my customary Easter beehive (I did it two days before, so by now I looked like I had been in a bar fight) and wore cute, spring-y colors/clothes. I've been kind of wondering how to wear this dress ever since I got it for my birthday, and I realized it looks 100% perfect in spring, especially with other ~pretty flowery tingz~.

Eyeliner: Hard Candy
Lipstick: Wet 'n' Wild

I have absolutely no idea what my face is doing in these pictures, but I know I have pretty hair and lovely sunlight behind me, SO IT'S ALL OKAY. My goal for this outfit was to just become a huge, pink flower. Okay, not really, but I think I accomplished it anyways?

Last year had amazing eggs all dyed in the best colors/patterns/whatevers (including my rad James Dean egg, complete with sequins and all around radness), but this year we were all tired and the colors came out weird  and dark? My brother made a really awesome Divine/John Waters egg though, and I made my own drawn egg of my queen, Divine, so it makes up for everything.


Divine as Babs Johnson, duh. It was supposed to say "FILTH!" but my hair got in the way so it was actually a blog of nothing. 
A basket with some of the cuties we made <3

In other news, I started an art blog! My other Tumblr never showed any of my art in the "My Art" tag properly and it was totally sucky, so I started a new blorg called Dreemboat, where I'll post all my stuff. It looks cute and has all these nice ~pastel art vibez~, plus it's totally rad to have everything in one place. FOLLOW ME 4 CUTE SOFT GRUNGE PICS DOODZ. Totally kidding.

And, finally, Tavi has posted a new (and what I see as her last) post on The Style Rookie (serious tears warning, guys). This post has been totally ruining my life. I read it this morning and certain sentences and feelings have been running through my head all day, like a broken record or the time I had "Lust for Life" by Girls on repeat for the whole spring. It's been five years (FIVE YEARS? SERIOUSLY??) since The Style Rookie started, and Tavi basically talks about memories and feelings and basically puts all my thoughts I can never articulate in words. Me and my brother basically spent most the day in mourning/crying, thinking of all that Tavi has introduced us to, has taught me, blah blah blah. As the intersectional feminist I am, I've been trying to look at everything in a critical light (including Rookie and Tavi), but the truth is, I'm pretty much a hollow shell right now and Tavi is my heart. I cannot accurately express all the emotions I'm feeling about all her words and just her right now (my journal probably has the best articulated version of what I'm trying to say), but if you were to describe it, it'd be: sad, sad, ohmygod i love you a lot okay, sad, sad, REALLY SAD AND LOTS OF TEARS OKAY?

The comments are equally beautiful and emotional, and (ERYN PLEASE DON'T HATE ME FOR THIS BUT IT WAS BEAUTIFUL AND I'M CRYING) my buddy Eryn wrote all my feelings in one comment form:

"This kind of makes me want to weep and I probably will the second time I read it but just wow, Tavi. Everything you said is just, yes (sorry super inarticulate over here). I WANT to be entirely cohesive but instead I am too many people, I am nobody, and I definitely couldn't put that into words before.
About nostalgia, that night when I went to dinner to Dylan's mom's house with you guys on the Rookie Road Trip is unclear in my memory. I remember what happened, of course, and there are some snippets that come back vividly, but the whole evening more or less feels like a blur. I don't know if that's because it was entirely overwhelming and I didn't even feel like myself (wow I was so quiet and shy), or because I've tried to relive it so many times. I'll probably never forget what you were wearing but I think I've already forgotten what I was wearing (just kidding, I completely remember, but not as clearly and I might eventually forget).
I also feel like (this is sort of relevant I guess) I'm trying so hard to live, to live well, to have Teenage Experiences, that I'm not really living at all. It's like I'm stuck in my own little box of Wanting and Trying but I'm not Letting. I'm trying so hard to be cohesive, aesthetically pleasing, and to see beauty all around me, that I'm actually not. I don't know if that makes sense (WHAT IS LIFE -tiny stoner).
I've been feeling immeasurably muddled lately but this post has definitely left me with some sort of peace.
Thank you Tavi.


Julia Topaz did the same, and I hope no one hates me for putting all these amazing words on my blorg:

I'm 24 years old, and last month I went to visit my mom and I looked in my old closet in my old bedroom. And there used to be these giant plastic crates that had all my old toys in them, but it wasn't there this time, and instead there were extra sofa pillows. So I went frantically to the garage, but the toys weren't there either, and I realized they had been thrown out! I was consequently really really sad (especially about my pink skipit that had a monumentally high 13-year-old jump count on it), and I didn't really know what to do because it felt like even though I had had all those things and interacted with them and experienced them in my childhood, it felt like I never had because I didn't have physical access to them anymore. It's like, even though I never really pulled them out or looked at them or thought about them, just knowing that I could if I wanted to made it okay and real.

And then ALSO while I was visiting, I found a bunch of old journals (my favorite was this fluffy pink one with a little metal lock). They all have about first 5 pages written in them, but then rest of the pages are blank---I don't know, I guess I was really bad at keeping up with them. But I really enjoyed reading them recently because it gave me little snippets of insight into my childhood (which I no longer really remember the details of), which somehow validated/made real/legitimized my past. So now I've been thinking "well shit! I wish that while growing up I had written more about my childhood, so the rest of it could be real too!", which doesn't really make sense, but I felt it nonetheless. It's just strange because while you're experiencing something (or at least, when I do), you're so immersed in the full sensory moment that you can't imagine that you'll one day completely forget the experience, unless of course you document it, which I usually don't because of the whole assuming-you-won't-forget-it thing. Which is kind of the opposite problem of what you have, it seems, since you like to document everything. Though is it really a "problem"? I don't know, it's just a characteristic. 

Anyway, I'm just trying to say that I 100% connect with what you've written, and I'm glad you wrote it.

The comments section is, of course, long but so many comments tell these beautiful stories and share emotions in the most humane way, in a way we rarely get to experience and see and feel.

Now that I'm (still) in tears, I also wanted to say that Spring Break has been totally rad and I've been making art and chillin' and just having a great time (AND THERE ARE BLOG POSTS IN YOUR FUTURE, DUDES). I hope all you babes are doing the same!!

Psychedelic Daisy


  1. whoawhoawhoa that dress those eggs <3

  2. wowow your outfit is amazing!!!
    And I'm totally honoured that you put my comment on your blog!! I thought it was pretty incoherent but I'm glad you related to it. I hadn't thought of that post as her last (WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SAY THAT I WAS CONTINUING HAPPILY THINKING SHE MIGHT POST IN ANOTHER 6 MONTHS OR SO WHYYYYyyyyy.....).

    1. Also, (sorry to be lame and reply to my own comment but I have something else to say) I liked what you said about Rookie. I love Rookie, I really do, I think it's great to have a positive influence and it's really bringing girls together. However; I always want to recognize the importance for intersectionality. I'm writing an essay for English class rightnowaswespeak about third wave feminism and the lack of intersectionality (and how that has continued from 2nd wave), and I've included some things about Rookie. It's hard to write about in some ways because it's criticizing this community of flower crown wearing feminists that I definitely identify as being a part of. Obviously there's nothing wrong with being a feminist and wearing flower crowns but there is something wrong with ANY kind of stereotype that alienates people. And, (this is all coming from a privileged person. If I need to check my privilege, let me know!) there is a definite lack of intersectionality. Obviously we can't expect rookie to be perfect, but I really just hope that intersectionality can be worked towards.
      That probably makes no sense but oh well.

    2. AWWW THANK U BBY!! <3 <3 And IT WAS AMAZING ERYN AND MADE SO MUCH SENSE and like when Angela in My So-Called Life says "sometime someone just says that small thing that just fills that empty space in your heart" I TOTALLY HAD ONE OF THOSE MOMENT WHEN I READ YOUR COMMENT. And I am pretty much 100% pure evil. AND, hey, she might write every year or whatever but I feel like it's her last post as really "her"? Like Tavi is moving onto a different plane of EXISTENCE or something. It had so many notes of finality and I am like a diva SO MAYBE I'M JUST DRAMATIC AND SHE'LL START POSTING EVERY OTHER DAY AGAIN??? (dreaaaams)
      Also Eryn YOUR ROOKIE COMMENT IS A DREAM. It makes total sense and is totally what I've wanted to say on that subject for so long but like ARTICULATE?!?! Also, your paper is probably genius and should be in the Smithsonian, duh. I have so much to say on this and you are totally right and wonderful in everything you said there, and I 100% agree with all of it!!


  3. You continue to amaze me with your outfits and your writing and your creations and your general being! I whole-heartedly agree with everything you've said regarding Tavi's last post and Rookie, and to be honest I felt exactly the same as you - empty. Those comments that were made were perfect and like I just feel too overwhelmed to make a real, proper and coherent comment on the post, I think if I did it would just be gibberish. So thank you for putting in to words something that I couldn't, and thank you for such a fabulous (as always) post :) xxx

    1. Also, almost finished your letter, girl! Now I gotta find some awesome stickers to send with it :) xxx

    2. Plus, oh my god is your brother the coolest person ever making a Divine egg??? My brother wouldn't even know who that is, he spends too much time listening to Snoop Dogg and smoking in his room -_-

  4. I love your dress, it's gorgeous ! Gosh this post, I can't get over how fantastic and sad it is, I know it probably won't happen, but I still want to believe that Tavi will be writing again on this blog, maybe one day..

    Have a nice day !
    Charlie xx

    1. AHHH, thank you!! I'm so glad you liked it! I also DREAM that Tavi will someday revisit her Style Rookie roots. And, maybe she'll find the time sometime and start posting a lot! Blogging comes and goes at different times in people's lives, and Tavi has gone from posting to a lot to a little to a lot, so we never know (but we should pray she's coming back anyways) <3


  5. I'm really in love with your dress wow it's gorgeous ^^ and yay for beehives!

    1. Awww, thank you angel!! And YESSSSS, beehives 4EVER <3

  6. I love your dress so muuuuuuch, and those black tights are fab! I'm obsessed with black tights.


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