Today's Princess

Jasmine from Aladdin....

I didn't have too much trouble with her...but I've started working on Belle...and let me just say, it might take longer... she always turns out looking like....I dunno...all innocent-eyed and stupid, like a dumb Hollywood starlett. And I want to do Belle justice.

I don't even know why I spend time on this anyway, when I've got two other projects with deadlines attached waiting to get done.

Should be working....

But damn it! I can't! So I might as well write and vent a bit.

I can't stand knowing that someone is mad at me. Especially when it's for a totally petty reason. Maybe I'm just too sensitive or that I worry for little things. It so rarely happens, because I'm a Libra, and I like peace, I always do everything I can to keep it. But when a misunderstanding happens, it bugs me to no end.

The worrying is even greater when it's someone very close to me, like my mother or sister. Because I love them so much. And knowing I hurt them, even unintentionally just rips at me. This kind of thing never happens with guys...so I'm putting the blame on female hormones.

Now I can't work...because I know my sister is mad at me. My one and only sis.
It was a stupid MSN misunderstanding, and I just can't believe it escalated without me even being aware into something serious enough for her not to call me for a week and her ranting about it in front of the whole family.
I understand...she's always been emotional, a tendency to slowly create mountains out of small things. That's why I'm very careful....but you never know when the Aries' temper will strike. It stroke.

And I wrote to her, because I express myself much better that way, and made it clear how bewildered and surprised I was of her reaction and the silly proportions this all took. That I love her and all....

Aaaw God...humans are so complicated.

Experiment

I work at a daycare...so you can bet a large part of everything I hear about and see in a day concerns princesses. Namely, Disney Princesses. This elite group of sparkly, petty-coated royal ladies that you see printed on everything a little girl wants. From school bags to pajamas...I think I even saw tooth paste once...and cereals.

I admit, I'm a bit sick of that lot. A case of way too much exposure.

But I'm also a benevolent, saintly woman, and when the kids ask me for a princess drawing to color, I most of the time oblige. I haven't kept a count of how many Belle, Ariel and Jasmine I drew this year. It's probably a crazy number I better not think about.

So one of those times where I drew my 2854th Little Mermaid, I wondered what it would look like if I took more time to draw her. As an actual portrait. So that's what I did. I sat around the table with the kids and just did it.
And it was FUN.
And now I want to do this with every Disney Princess. I'm hooked.
So here's Ariel, because I need to show off a bit to other people then four years old.
I'm working on Jasmine these days....Jasmine's kinda cool.

Today's fashion...

I don't know what's wrong with fashion these days...or maybe that's just me. What do you all think about it?


I'm asking those who actually set foot in Malls, but I guess the rest can't be blind enough to not notice what the kids are wearing this season and the last...you can't miss it anyway! The colors practically attack our innocent, unsuspecting eyes. The 80's are back with a vengeance!


It started innocently enough with the return of the leggings.

But now it seems to have escalated into a horrible mess of long, shapeless off the shoulder shirts in various shades of fluorescent pink and iridescent green. I'm mentionning pink and greens, because they are particularly screaming, but I've seen every primary colors out there.

Don't even start me on those ridiculously tight jeans...I've seen them on skinny girls, and even there, I'm not sure. You'd think the rest of us would have the sense to not even approach a pair of these....saddly...no.


Let me demonstrate some more...why it needs to change and never come back. Remember people, what the 80's looked like:


I have to admit, I love Madonna from the 80s' and her style better then what she had become. She seemed funner back then.

About being funny...

I LOVE to laugh.
I'm sure anyone would say the same thing, but I'm also convinced that I love it even more. I need to laugh, everyday, many times a day. If I haven't laughed in a day, I will feel compelled to pop in a funny DVD after dinner. Even if it's only cheap jokes I will have had my fix. (This is why, I guess, I already have a few laugh-lines around the eyes at 26.)

The tragedy is...I'm not funny. Well, I guess I can be funny sometimes, boyfriend tells me so. But it's mostly moronic behavior and non-sense talk.
I CAN'T tell a joke. It's not like those persons who try to tell them but just mess them up, my problem is remembering the jokes. Any jokes. We even got this running gag, boyfriend and I, where we randomly ask each other. "Okay, tell me a joke, now." And every single time, my mind goes blank and I can't even think of a dumb blond joke. Thankfully, he seems to have the same condition.

We have come to accept, we will never be the clowns of a party. But at least we are a damn good audience.

I am still determined to conquer the joke world. I've found a website full of them, and I will learn and practice one a day.
I'm so envious of those who can just improvise funny stuff.

10 Toys that Made You Gay....

As a way of slowly getting back to blogging, I'll post that funny little video.
According to it, most of us that were kids in the 80's should be gay by now...

http://www.liquidgeneration.com/Media/Videos/LG_Originals/Top_10_Lists/10_Toys_That_Made_You_Gay/

Sorry!

Long time no post.
Really really really busy.
Not dead...yet.
Very in Love.
Project to finish.
Back to the Blog world soon.

2008 MayPole Dance

The Maypole looked much MUCH better then what I tried to fix up last year. An actual tree will stay put and not fall at every little gust of wind like the pole I tried to stick in the hard ground last Beltane. Evidence:
http://lilycurly.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-springtime-of-year.html
One of the girls pulled her ribbon really far. She's the one that you can't see, there on the right. Sometimes, you just loose when you try too much...I've learned that the hard way too.
And here we are, dancing, jumping and trying not to stumble on each other while listening to Loreena McKennitt's Huron Beltane Fire Dance. Which is another of my all-time favorite songs. I DARE you to turn up the volume to that song and not dance.

Happy Beltane!

Beltane, Beltaine, Mayday, Spring Day, Lady Day, however you call it. I wish you a beautiful and happy day, full of flowers, love, sensuality, dancing and appreciating of the new season.

It's also dress Thursday, so Beltane is extra special this year!

I'll be back with pictures of the daycare's Maypole dance.

Be Merry! The Faeries are watching you!