A Sweet Sensation.

If I'm both feeling as if I am one step ahead and one step behind, then do I meet some sort of happy-medium compromise? I am constantly urging myself to take a stand and do what is challenging and difficult to achieve in life. It's tough, but rewarding. The things I work for couldn't make me happier.

Average is the new extravagent.

If you were given everything at your feet, I doubt you'd be satisfied.

Anyway, I think that it is safe to say that I gain inspiration from tons and tons of irrelevant things. Irrelevance is te epitome of divine influence.

I've held it together for this new fierce strength, yet I am weak?
We all have weaknesses and fears, don't we? Then I know it is fairly common to want to build yourself up.

I need to survive this, and of course I will...
I have made it through every difficult time in my life, and I am surely ready to put up with more.

Momentary relief brings me a taste of worthiness in life.


This outfit:

Hm? Well, I must admit, this is one of my more simpler days.

All I have on is my vintage rainbow parka that I picked up at another garage sale.

Finding my happy-medium.

All has been well lately, I've figured out a lot of things within a small window of time. Things I either never thought could be thought of, or I just thought were nearly impossible to come to good terms on grasping. I don't think life is limited. I think it provides many lessons, and values, just everything. I cannot push that upon myself or anyone else enough. Life could always be going better, but it can also be going a lot worse than it actually is so I cannot complain. I'm basically here to tell you that I am content with all of the things around me.

I felt utterly beautiful in this outfit, it has much of a summer feel, although I cheated since this was taken by my significant other in late August? Early September? I couldn't imagine who I would be with my taste for fashion, I couldn't. If you met me in person then you would understand that my facial appearance is very much different from anyone else that you've ever witnessed.

I've always been told that I have this "unique beauty" going for me, and that I should not give away what it has to offer.

Here is a more recent self-explanatory outfit.

Floral over-shirt: Garage sale that my significant other picked up.
White under-shirt: My mother bought it, I have no idea where.
Vintage multicolored belt: Flea market downstairs from a fair.
White shorts: Mom picked up from somewhere.
Beaded sandals: Journey's.
Flower necklace: Forever 21.

(Extended) Summer lines.

I apologize for not posting in quite a while now, but I have been wound up with a new beginning as a junior in my high school. Already I'm keeping an open mind and just trying to do my very best to make not only the others around me proud, but myself especially.

Already the homework is piled on, and my classes are crammed into these classrooms that doesn't even seem like it could hold a capacity of over twenty five kids. But anyway, enough about school. This is my time now, and I have some new pieces to share with you from Nicole Alyse's newly infamous line, "Dangerous Ballerina."