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Of Fangirls and the Man
shaped my high school persona off of him
possibly committed a minor offense to get one of his books
cuddles with a blanket that has his face on it - thanks friends
Not going to detail every moment of the day when I saw Of Mice and Men, even though I could.
The big moment went like this.
There he was, a real person, in his Gucci sunglasses and Palo Alto hat. ( Go see Palo Alto. Buy the book.)
Me: James... I love you you don't understand...shaped my high school persona around you...something AS I LAY DYING... ;aeif0;hefhehgh;dl
He asked for my name. Spells it correctly in the book without me having to say it's with an E. Help.
Me: *flatlnes*
J: I like your accent (I think??) where you from?
Me: SOUTH CAROLINA
J: *grins and falls in love with me* I can tell!
He truly appreciates his fans and there was no ego with him. He was lovely, responsive, and perfect, as expected.
Popped a Miley
May 16, 2014
When you show pictures of a haircut you want, you should get it. This happens 10% of the time with most women. (Note: made- up statistic.) Still, I freaked when I saw my pixie cut. Thankfully, my hair guy assured me it would be fine once he styled it.
It’s still such an adjustment, but I love it. It’s the first time I’ve done something drastic to my appearance since, ever, if you don’t count the occasional red lip I sport unconvincingly.
So far, I’ve been self-conscious about my new hair, but my confidence level boosts about 20 percent everytime I get a compliment on my hair.
Mom says I look 16 instead of 12 now. I’m 19. Thanks for the moral fiber, ma. (My previous hairstyle was a shoulder-length shag, if you will.)
A few days ago, I went kayaking with my friends H and M. I was terrified. I can’t swim, but the water we were going in barely gets waves. My hysteria brought out the sassiness in me that day.
I freaked and cursed a bit. Okay, a lot, but I think the pixie is responsible for my assertiveness that day. I hope it stays that way. It’s time for my indecisiveness to exit stage left.
Update
June 8, 2014
I fucking love my hair.
Two Days
It's been barely two days since I've been back here and I've already reblogged 100+ posts.
One of my goals was self-control.
"No-regrets, just love." - Katy Perry, new-age philosopher