un coeur et une tête

why do so many midwestern/minnesotan girls feel the insatiable need to be orange and have ugly bleach blonde hair that’s been teased and styled to trashy atrocity?!?!!?

get a fake tan

bleach your hair (half o the hair on my head is bleached!)

spend hours doing your hair and makeup

BUT look classy and over do it

make the effort worth it and show some taste!

so many of these girls could be so pretty, but they look awful awful awful.

sure, i some of my hair is pink.  it’s not supposed to look natural, but i sure as hell don’t look tacky walking around with it.

and yes, i love makeup and sometimes walk around with a lot of product on, but i don’t look like a trashy whore…even if i’ve opted for a dark smoky eye for the day or night.

so sick of with this mass of mindless drones who don’t have at least the right instincts to follow a crowd with decent “beauty” and “fashion” standards

when hot and sick, eat a fresh arugula salad with lots of yummy tomatoes and bell peppers

i feel so much better already

got some greens in my body and the freshness of the veggies

i feel so much cooler now

no need to medicate

bedrest and consumption of mineral rich raw food is all you need

ugh. dance moms.

the world of competitive dance.

so artless.

i watch these little girls become fixated on becoming winners instead of artists

and they all have this horrible grin they’ve planted on their face that’s so artificial

dance at the heart of things is kinesthetic response and interpretation to an idea or emotion…usually musical.  and i watch these girls move like dancing automatons.  robots to be exact. 

this is another reason why so many of the top competitive figure skaters today are so boring to watch.

i don’t want to watch a routine that showcases technique.  i want to watch a routine that showcases passion that employs technique and tricks as a means to display that.

blargh.  and don’t get me started how these mothers let their daughters wear full makeup to dance rehearsal. wtf. 

resolutions…for the new year…and life?

become a dietary vegan (except for honey) and gluten free by the end of the year….save for special occasions

lose the excess weight i’ve somehow tacked onto my body since i came to school

eat more greens. one serving at every meal!

find some time to read for leisure

practice piano

keep a daily journal…to get into the habit of writing more

begin exploring songwriting and composition

learn how to riff and scat better

build my makeup portfolio

get outside of my head as an artist…experience and do…play!

take more risks and follow the dangerous road!

fall in love (?)…be it a person or place (ahemlondonahembritishboyahem?)

shutter island mind fucked me. and then the social network fucked me emotionally cause i didn’t know who i wanted to side with.

boom bam two awesome movies in one night.  

my brain’s drained….so i’m taking a break and not going on the treadmill today.  poop.

but i’m pooped and i’ve got a voice lesson tomorrow morn.

fuck. i go back to minneapolis in a week and a half.

where has this break gone?

i’ve barely delved into pericles….and i’m chipping away at it little by little everyday, but it’s clear now this is gonna be a huge huge mountain i’ll be climbing for the next 3 months of my life.