Perfume came naturally from Paris

For my AP 2D Art exam, all of us sat in the cafeteria and scrambled to send in artwork and updated our portfolios online. Except, I'm waiting to submit until next year, so I basically just chilled out and read Rookie Mag and helped other people when they needed it. Then, when just about everyone was finished, I started reading Rookie Mag out loud to people and marveling over crayon lipstick and mock tie-dye. I decided I had to try one or the other, because helloo, my mom doesn't buy everything for me. Thanks, MOM. So, right now one project and one project only is in my budget, thanks to the fact that Coconut Oil is so expensive, as well as a package of Sharpies (needed to make tie-dye). I have minimal containers small enough to hold that crayon lipstick, so I only made two colors in little contact containers, like they use in the article.

I used a pink crayon from this little Neon Crayola crayon box I got from Target for $.99. The lipstick itself looks pretty neon, but when on it's a little dulled down. It's brighter than what appears in the pictures, but at least you can tell it's pink. 

I then thought, what if i put stick cover-up on my lips? Like how I have to do with my lip tar so that my lip color doesn't show through? I attempted that, and it really only dulled down the color, but it still looked really good. It was a strong color, just no longer neon whatsoever. Sorry for my half-vogue face. It's natural.

I also did a light purple, that, once again, looks a lot better in real life (IRL, if you aren't hip with lingo.) I liked that one a lot.

Recognize me as your local bathroom picture taking icon. 

Here I go, putting that stick cover-up under my lipstick. It's even MORE PASTEL NOW. It's all cute no matter what, so you can't really go wrong. Except with maybe a dark color. It probs won't show up.

And here I go with today's outfit, with a skirt I bought yesterday at a vintage store, even though I normally have no desire at all for skirts that are longer than two inches above my knees. Do you know how hard it is to set up a camera in the office of your house and take pictures of yourself on a timer? I dare you to try it. It's a bitch. Especially for someone who isn't very photogenic. I'm jealous of all who are.

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There are things in this world that just really tear you down; death being one of the big ones. It's just hard to really grasp how much death means to someone until you lose someone as well. I could never wish anyone to know the feeling, and I'm truly empathetic and sorry to those who have lost anyone closer than what I've experienced. What I've seen as a trend is that those who are lost are ones who meant the something greater than those who surrounded them. People needed them, and looked up to them, yet they were the ones to go. Is it maybe because the ones around them needed to finally take their life into their own hands and are now forced to actually live on using the inspiration gained from the ones that meant so much? I'm not quite sure. It doesn't make sense. You can never get those people back. You can only imagine that they are somewhere else.