Friday, June 24, 2011

OMGZ I'VE BEEN COMPROMISED

HEY TO ALL MY CREEPY FACEBOOK FRIENDS WHO LURKED ME AND FOUND THIS! HEEEEEEEEY!!!!

Friday, June 17, 2011

IMPORTANT

Hi everyone...so this post isn't really a fashion related one but it is, however, very important. An awesome girl named Haley is really sick and in need of a bone marrow transplant. She has a crazy rare disease called myelodysplasia and if it isn't treated properly it could progress into leukemia. So, she needs a bone marrow transplant but apparently this girl is so special that no one even has bone marrow quite like hers. If any of you are American citizens and 18 or older, I'm urging you, begging you, pleading with you to PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE click this link and find out more about how to get your own testing kit and joining the registry. I'm not really sure how the website works since I myself have to go to a physical testing center because I'm Canadian. HOWEVER, if you register, please make sure to use the code word HALEY so the registry can make sure she gets priority on your testing information. Anyway, I know my readership isn't very large, but if I can make just a few more people aware of Haley's situation than it's cool with me. Also, please go here for more information on Haley and her story and here for the Facebook page dedicated to the cause.  And spread this information to as many people as you can! Haley is oh so special to me and I just want to see her get better.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

ZINE

Two posts in one day, am I out of my mind?! Has that Selena Gomez marathon REALLY inspired me to be a better person like every self-discovering Disney Channel protagonist should?! HA idk. Actually I've just felt extra lazy lately. I work ALL DAY LONG and I feel like my interior life just isn't rich enough these days. And on that note...A PROJECT!

Alright y'all, so I've jumped on the bandwagon and I've decided to make a zine. In the past few months, I've gathered the beginnings of what I hope will be a rather extensive collection of zines and because of these fine folk my creative senses have been awakened! I've been inspired! Sing, Muse, the full wrath of Peleus' son!!!!

 so0o0o0o yah...MY ZINE!!!!!! It has yet to have a proper title, or even a working title for that matter, but like thank god I've decided on the subject matter or else what are we doing here right?!?! Like sometimes I amaze myself with the stupid things my fingers can type. Anyway, the zine is going to be mainly photo based and it's going to be completely dedicated to the ultimate display of teenage narcissism...


THAT'S RIGHT. THE MIRROR PICTURE. 
(P.S. none of these girls are me I stole this from Flickr. I'm saving my gems for the zine)

Basically, as I begin to realize that I am only in the technical sense a teenager (18 y'all wooo) but in the legal sense an adult, the idea of the teenaged girl kind of fascinates me. It's kind of like some weird reflecting on the past while it's still a part of your present thing. Like, the person I am right now can still relate in a sense to the girls in these pictures, but at the same time I can feel nostalgic about the this time in my life that obviously doesn't exist anymore. I don't know. It's hard for me to put in words (probably because I'm watching That's So Raven while writing this ... k like maybe I still am 13). The mirror picture kind of epitomizes the paradox of the teenage girl, though. It's an act of narcissism and an act of insecurity at the same. These aren't your prom pictures or your wedding pictures; they're not the kind of photos meant to document some milestone you'd want to show your grandchildren. In fact, they don't document anything other than the fact that these girls (or boys) were once present in front of a mirror. These pictures are obviously meant for one's peers* so like, the person taking the picture is clearly confident enough in themselves to believe that someone would want to look at a picture of them while, at the same time, seeking the same person's approval through the photo. IT'S, LIKE...A TEENAGE GIRL. Confident and insecure at the same time. Anyway, I don't really understand it, probably because this is one of the aspects of being a teenage girl that I can still relate to (uhh like have you seen my tumblr? all i do is post photobooth pictures of myself). But my inability to understand it is what makes it fascinating, and, in turn, A ZINE!!! 

So, after that long, gluttonous use of words (sorry guys, that was mostly a brain vomit for me to really get my ideas out...if it doesn't quite make sense I apologize), I am now asking you to contribute!!! This zine can't really ~be~ without other people's pictures, mainly because no one would really want a zine filled with pictures of yours truly from what I consider to be the ugliest stage of my 18 years (it's all for you guys). SO CONTRIBUTE!!!! Because we all know that buried somewhere in your hard drive/under your bed are enough tweeny photos to fill that blue fuzzy monkey photo album you bought from Claires in 2004. 

Email submissions to tellgodimhere@gmail.com and link me your blog if you want that mentioned in the zine, too! I intend to give full credit to everyone who contributes. So tell your friends! Tell your family! TELL EVERYONE!!!! Or, like, not...but just contribute because I need y'all! I really do! So yah, give me feedback, let me know what you think of the idea, maybe if you have ideas of your own? I'm really open to anything! 

Now back to what's really important in life: That's So Raven

* this whole thing was written with the fact that we are kids of the internet generation in mind. whoops should have explained that better

from milano with love (i just reached new levels of lame)

HELLLOOOOOO ALLLLLLL. I am currently writing to you from my best friend's cozy lil' bedroom in Milan. For the past few weeks I've been over here cruising all over Europe (read: Italy and France for about a second) and uhh ... yah I guess I have got some photos to share with y'all! I wasn't consciously taking any ~outfit photos~ but there are SOME photos where parts of my outfit range from slightly obscured to almost visible. I find vacation clothes ANNOYING!!!! because I end up relying on the same combinations from my suitcase and I always end up buying new clothes just to change it up but ugh then there's weight restrictions on aeroplanes!!!! OK I'm whiny ignore me and look at the pictures (like if you want this isn't an order...)


New shoes (?!?!?!?!?) Like am I dreaming?!?! l o l actually no because my bank account clearly indicates this is not a dream.


Tuscany aka Tuskaninny (lame Neopets reference for my fellow former and/or current Neopeans)







Clearly, I had a good time in Paris.



OK so as I finish typing this I am no longer in Milan but it's the thought that counts? I miss Europe already (duh Meghan), especially Paris. But Paris is always a favourite. Anyway, I set aside my entire night (this is not a joke, it's kind of ruining my week's schedule but it's worth it) to watch the Selena Gomez marathon on the Family Channel (Canadian Disney Channel for those who are uninformed) and so far I've spent two hours on the computer with Selena in the background and SELENA SHOULD NEVER BE IN THE BACKGROUND. NEVER.


how's that for an awkward ending~

Friday, April 22, 2011

mood board #1

 
 
 
 

*Unless otherwise indicated, these images were found from Google images and god only knows the combination of words I searched to find them*

1. 1960s Floridian postcard  2. Key Largo DVD case  3/4. Screen caps from Key Largo  5. Proenza Schouler Resort 2011  6. Tron Legacy x OC coat  7. Earnest Hemmingway's home in Key West  8/9. Rodarte x OC  10.Random photo of a pool somewhere in Florida from I'm guessing some time in the 60s/70s?  11. Uhh… cheerleaders?  12. Cover of The Beach Boys Best of album (like i feel this is redundant? Do I need to tell you guys this?)  13. Vogue Germany July 2010
It's really hard for me to make a mood board that concretely represents exactly where I get my inspirations from, since for me it's comprised 50% of direct sources and another 50% which I sort of make up in my head. As you can probably tell, the central theme for this is Florida beachy vibes. Basically, in one weekend, my mum took a trip to Fort Lauderdale, I watched the move Key Largo and listened to The Beach Boys "Kokomo" on loop, and from there I got 1960s Florida beachy washed out neon cheerleader who is an unsuspecting stoner (which isn't quite represented here but in my head it is!!!!!!!!!! u just don't understand!!!1). Basically, the "ideal outfit" I would make from it all would go something like this ...


Rodarte x OC top and dress
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Key lime pie (like the colours not the actual pie but how fun would that be?
an outfit covered in pie and tada?!)

Essentially it would be something in the style of the Rodarte outfit (but not exactly or even remotely close to exactly ... this is the closest I could get) with the colours of key lime pie (crust and all), made with like a loose knitted/tight knitted combination of woven fabrics, probably cotton or wool (loose knit for the beach vibe, tight knit for the cheerleader vibe, ya dig?) Anyway, this was my first stab at a mood board. Too bad I don't actually dress this way? I just come up with looks in my head of clothes that I don't even own or have ever seen I just ... ugh why can't my thoughts just materialize? OK well bye now.

P.S. I have no idea what is up with the weird spacing, blogger hates me end of story ok byes 4 real now~

Monday, April 11, 2011

i wish they all could be california grrrrrls



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Hey y'all, me again. Just checkin' in to fulfill my need to constantly document my ever changing hair colour/sunglasses combinations. (Get the Cali girls reference now? Because like, there's lots of sun in California and as such they have to wear sunglasses to protect their eyes/look infinitely cool [see Sam] ... I mean, I pull it off right? Yah? Cali gurl all the way~~~~!?!?!1... Yah?)


Side note: I have absolutely no idea why my pictures aren't showing up. I've tried to rectify this several times but nothing is changing sooooo if you want, the images can be found here and here. Ugh kewlness factor just dropped like 1209823041 points now, THANKS A LOT, BLOGGER !@#!@%&#^&

Thursday, April 7, 2011

let's call this Narcissus 2.0: Meghan parades around in all the things she's acquired since she went Blogger AWOL Part 1

Alright, so it is 7:30 in the morning and I haven't gotten to sleep yet BUT I had a sudden urge to blog? This may or may not be the result of me consuming two bowls (I kid you not, it was served in bowls) of coffee in the past four hours. So I'm just going to get down to this. I'm making it my goal to be a more frequent blogger since I kind of like the idea of having a project to centralize my ideas around? Let's hope this sticks. The text part of this post is pretty non-existent and boring and the pictures lack
any representation of photographic skill but hey, that's what ya get with a wacky gal like me! This post is just zero substance, ALL FLASH. ALL GLAM. So here you are, my children, please enjoy this shameless display of my wardrobe (or better yet ... just "oooooooooh look everyone!!!!!! MY CLOTHES ARE SO PRETTY." But I mean ... I really do like my clothes ok is this a crime?) And so the gratuitous dorm-style outfit photos begin ...

OUTFIT #1




Dress: Comme des Garcons F/W 2009, Harness: Zana Bayne, Shoes: Alexander Wang, Black Lipstick: Makeup Forever

Weeeeeeeeee so the dress is 1/2 of my "I'm done high school mommy, buy me some Comme!!!!!!!!~" graduation present. The other half is Comme-ing (hehe) in pt. 2 of this post. Both were purchased from yoox.com for an insanely cheap price that I can't even fathom. Karl Lagerfeld would not be impressed with me. But in all honesty I can't even believe I own this dress since I used to have beautifully haunting dreams about this entire collection. The Zana harness was a Christmas gift from my mommy. Also, obligatory shot of dip dyed ends to ensure mass tumblr popularity. (Side note: my hair is now significantly shorter than this and no longer purple...awwwww)

AND NOW I PRESENT TO YOU


THE MOST INCREDIBLY PAINFUL SHOES I'VE EVER WORN, SO PAINFUL THEY COULD ONLY BE CRAFTED BY THE HANDS OF SATAN HIMSELF... but I think the label says made in Italy so probably not. Anyhow, I got these at Barney's on Boxing Day for (surprise!!!) a super reduced price. I swear it is the only way my mama will buy me anything.

OUFIT #2




Coat: Proenza Schouler F/W 2010, Pants: Proenza Schouler F/W 2010, Top: Comme des Garcons F/W 2010, Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell Litas 

These pictures are so awkward and bad and blurry and the lighting is incorrigible but, you know what? It's the best I've fucking got, guys! Wow that last picture doesn't even look like me. Uhhhhhh I don't really know what to say ... this post is so shallow I'm sort of at a loss for words? The top and pants were purchased at Ikram in Chicago and the jacket is from yoox.com. ALL ON SALE LOL COULD I BE MORE OF A SALE RAT? I figure there's no need for a close-up of the shoes since everyone and their mom has seen these Litas swinging from some chicks feet on Tumblr. 



Lalalala and finally some outtakes for your amusement. The second one was a tester shot to check out the lighting and camera positioning because, in case you didn't know I'm the next Hedi Slimane and this is just how we professional photographers do. MMHM. 

So, I pledge to you, dear readers, to make "Narcissus 2.0: Meghan parades around in all the things she's acquired since she went Blogger AWOL Part 2" more captivating than part 1 was. I've just been getting a bit anxious to post and this was all I have. Thanks for sticking with me, I know my shit's not necessarily the most approachable or accessible but ... well this is the internet so I do what I want. Perhaps I'll include more photos of my dorm next time and maybe some pictures from the Toronto Slut Walk. What do you think? I want you guys to let me know what you think. How many times can I say think? Think Think THINK THINK THINK. 


See, I want to know what you think so badly I'm even getting Uncle Sam involved. So, like, don't let him down, k?