I am...

I am a hugger
I am a loud mouth
I am a designer
I am an observer
I am a worrier
I am a butt pincher
I am a reader
I am an adventurer
I am a canoer
I am a bicyclist
I am a lover
I am a snuggler
I am a cherry coke-aholic

Merriweather

Slacker

My computer broke (big surprise) so I have neglected my duties for a little while now. But I have a grand old Wisconsin story to tell and it goes a little something like this:

One of my bestest and I were driving the back way home from a neighboring town when we get around this bend in the road and see a cop. And they are fucking everywhere lately EVERYWHERE. So we slow down but we are still a good ways away and we think he has only pulled someone over and we can breeze by but that is certainly not the case. We get closer and closer and c l o s e r.

"Hey what is that truck doing on the other side of the road? Why is that man standing around? Why is that fucking cop parked in our lane? Why is he moving the car so that it is fully blocking our lane? Why is he getting out of the car? What the fuck is THAT?"

This cop hops out of the car with a farely large rifle and my hands instinctively cover my eyes immediately. I hear a gun shot and squeal and she tells me to keep my eyes shut because what they were shooting was wiggling around and I would not be pleased. Then another gun shot. Boy oh boy I wish we had closed the windows. They were shooting what seemed to be a rabies infected raccoon. Blah. I am all for killing animals because it is the circle of life however I am not a hunter, nor do I want to hunt nor do I want to know anything about killing animals. I like to pretend I don't know things because I remember shit like this and I have been thinking about for the last two days since it happened. And I know it was probably in pain and it was dangerous and blah blah blah blah blah, it still freaked me out a great deal.

I shall return,

Merriweather

Robot

I went to my little brothers high school graduation Wednesday night.  We both attended the same high school so I had to avoid everyone like the plague.  It is a catholic high school so naturally there were some siblings i needed to avoid.  The "great catholic education" we received from this high school is debatable, but it makes our parents feel better, so, whatever.  Anyways, they began to announce some awards (i zoned out for awhile) THEN they casually gave an award to a boy who had PERFECT attendance all 4 years of high school!!!!!!!!!! I am still in shock, and fascinated by this.  "Obviously this kid never dated, or fought with a best friend, or felt any hatred toward anyone" i thought.  My parents were not as in to this as i was they said "well, he must not get sick." I mean... this kid never had a hangover?  or skipped class to smoke a cigarette for the first time?  he for sure never read The Perks of Being a Wallflower or stayed up all night watching The O.C.  The fact that they were awarding this kid for missing out on the greatest parts of life kind of made me sick.  He must be a robot.

Medusa

The best advice i was given during college.

Presentation, Presentation, Presentation. -Bruce Woods (fundamentals of fashion design)

Never make excuses for your work -Virginia Heaven (concepts)

You are your own worst enemy - Michael Paxton (figure drawing)

When everything seems to be going wrong, go back to your work- Verser Englehard (fashion styling)

You must allow yourself 7 years of struggle in your field. If you are not where you want to be, then you can do something else-  John Delong (MGMT for designers) 


Medusa

Graduation

Today, I graduated.

Catch Up

Happy Birthday to all the lovely people in history I missed this week! But I am not going to take the time to look them up because I am on vacation laying in a rather lovely bed with the sounds of sirens, homeless men and heels running past the window. Sounds perfect right? Haha, that's Chicago for ya.

Yesterday I attended Columbia's LAUNCH Fashion Show which included the amazing workings of our Miss Medusa. It was lovely, she is lovely. And there was a lot of really well made beautiful garments and then were some that were not. Fabric choice is a huge deal, HUGE DEAL. You cannot scrimp on your fabric because that is what everyone sees first. Step it up and get the good stuff because people notice. And yes I have become a fabric snob however if you are going to make a beautiful crafted dress with crazy seams and lovely beading wouldn't you rather see it in silk than polyester? Maybe its just me. But all in all the show was really cool, there were several pieces I would have liked to take home for myself. There was even a collection made for plus sized women! And there were two men's wear looks! And hot damn that model was beautiful and so was his bum. Can we say grey riding pants?!?! YES!

It was really wonderful seeing my other half along with several other lovely ladies and gentlemen that I went to school with and their accomplishments from the last year.

Oh! I forgot to add garbage trucks to the romantic sounds outside my window.

Merriweather

One Of Those People

I have become one of those people. I talk about work. I carpool. I talk about books. I talk about how exhausting it is sitting at a computer all day. I go for a bike ride when I get home. I eat. I watch T.V. I pick out my outfit for tomorrow. Sometimes I even make a lunch. I am certainly back into a routine which is comforting BUT I feel like I am in auto pilot more often than not. My goal is to produce something everyday or be outside everyday after my daily routine has ended.

Today I did just that. I stopped by the art show at my mother's school with a friend, I watched only an hour of television which I never really watch anyways, packed, cleaned, went for an extensive bike ride, and chatted with a few friends. After a really frustrating day at work I think I successfully turned the day around, not to mention the loveliness of the 8o degree weather that graced our presence today. Now for a romantical movie to help me dream happy thoughts.

Merriweather

On the Phone

When we were little my siblings and I would always interrupt my mother while she was talking on the phone. And it was always for stupid shit like being hungry, or that we couldn't find something we wanted or just had to have. And she would just get pissed and annoyed with us. So finally she told us that we were not to do this anymore. We had to wait until she was off the phone. Or we could find or call dad and ask him. I cannot remember how old we were but I was maybe seven and my sister was almost nine. It was winter and it might have been a snow day but we were playing outside in our yard. Our garage sits into a hill so the back of the garage is close to the ground, especially with all the snow we had we could climb on it without any aid. So here we are two little girls playing just playing on the roof.. And for some reason we thought going onto the front side of the roof was a good idea where the drive way is a full story drop. So of course my sister slips and FALLS OFF THE ROOF. She landed a foot away from the drive way in a fucking snowbank. And she is instantly upset and freaking out. I don't remember much besides sliding down the back the garage as fast as I could and running to the front to my screaming sibling. We came inside and low and behold mom is on the phone. So we wait and we wait and we wait until she has finished her conversation. Man oh man was she pissed that we didn't tell her right away. I distinctly remember saying "you told us to wait until you were finished" all soft and scared. And she grinned a teary grin. And then we fled to the hospital : )

Merriweather

Hipster

My hipster transformation is complete! Grey Toms in my possession. Now I am going to go pump up my tubes, grab my chrome bag, roll up my jeans and go for a bike ride.

Merriweather

Fans

When the shit hits the fan maybe it is time to get a new fan

Merriweather

I'm so lucky to know more than one of these people : )

"Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life."
— Bob Marley


medusa

I get that a lot

People always tell me I am so cute and innocent looking. But boy oh boy my favorite people are like that because they are so surprising. When my tattoos get a shot of sunlight or I swear or I talk about something dirty new people are usually a little taken back. It's cool but don't feel like you need to hold back because I look the way I do. I am not wearing black lace unmentionables for no damn reason. I feel like most people have a side of themselves that doesn't get shown right away and maybe my cute little curls, skirts and blouses throw people off but its more exciting this way.
Let's say someone's dad was a biker who wore leather everyday, talked smack, tattoos up the wazoo and his favorite hobby was knitting. FUCKING KNITTING! How awesome is that? Badass. So badass. So I guess the moral of this story is never judge a book by a cover which is bullshit because I do it everyday and so do you. But really I do buy my actual books by the looks of the cover and a brief scan over of the back or inside cover.

BUT, seriously people are so interesting. People watching; now that's a whole different category of greatness.

Merriweather

Google

Whenever I need some information I always try to come up with a few people I could ask that would possibly know the answer or any type of answer that would help me out. And today all I could think about was how I was going to get home and fucking 'Google it'. And as mother's day approaches I thought it would be appropriate to don 'Google' the mother everyone should have had. Google gives you all the information you want and maybe even a little extra. Need to know how to spell a word? Cool because Google can tell you how. Need to know what mastication is? Sweet, ask Google. Need to know how to get to your grandparent's house? Google maps is where it's at. Google has all the factual information you were too afraid to ask your mom. Remember: Google doesn't judge, or have a temper or cry.

Be responsible, don't be an idiot, ask Google.

Merriweather

pretty much sums everything up, doesn't it?

Hands down
I'm too proud, for love
But with eyes shut
It's you I'm thinking of
But how we move from A to B it can't be up to me
Cause I don't know
Eye to eye
Thigh to Thigh
I let go

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit

A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me
Oh ah

Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh

And for you I keep my legs apart
And forget about my tainted heart
And I will never ever be the first
To say it's still a, Game over
Ah ah ah
I would do it
Push a button
Pull a trigger
Climb a mountain
Jump off a cliff
Cause you know baby I love you love you
A little bit

I would do it
You'd say it
You'd mean it
I would let you do it
It was you and I and I only
Ha hm

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit

Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me
Ah oh

Come here
Stay with me
Stroke me
By the head
Cause I would give anything
Anything
To have you as my man

Come here
Stay with me
Stroke me, by the head
Cause I would give anything
Anything
To have you as my man

Little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit

(lykke li)

Medusa

osama

i know this is a sensitive subject right now but this pretty much sums up how i feel about the situation.

Medusa

now this is how you have a fucking wedding!!!!

i know this is late but i've been busy... these are my two favorite royal wedding shots

this one is just clever and hilarious 

Medusa

Chicago

I have decided to stay in Chicago. I'm not sure the details of this yet but I know I can't leave these amazing people just yet.

Medusa