It bugs me that I haven't allowed myself to be creative since I was a kid. It's this insecurity thing, I think - I don't want to make anything that might not be good, so I don't make anything at all. I don't know. It's stupid, because now I get these periods where I feel enormously inspired by pretty much everything and I'm aching to just do something with all the beauty I see, make something out of it, but I don't know how and I don't know where to start so again, I don't.
This happens every few months or so and it's happening again now, so because I don't know how to do anything, don't know what else to do, I just start looking for pretty things aimlessly. Photographs, art, books, music, clothes, posters... whatever. Preferably things I can buy, because then at least I'll have something to show for this stupid mania. I don't know, it's weird. Kind of embarrassing to be so out of touch with things I love that the only way for me to feel okay is to buy them. Eh, I don't know. It's a good thing I'm broke, I guess, that way at least I can't buy too many things I have no use for.
I did buy this:

New winter coat! Totally permitted, because I have been wearing the same one for six years now and I was so sick of it, it was driving me nuts. The fake fur collar comes off and has a regular white collar underneath. I spent a month mooning over this coat, saving up until I had the money to get it. Now it's mine!

Bobby poster! I love this image and I love him and it was cheap. Yes!
I was happy with the way my room looked for a while but now I'm not anymore - it's too empty. I'm probably going to be buying more prints and posters over the next few months to fill out my remaining wall space a little more. I still need a bookcase, but I think that will have to wait until I get some birthday money in December.
In more real life news: tomorrow I'm seeing North By Northwest in the theatre with my dad! It's always exciting when old films are shown in the cinema so I'm looking forward to it.
Then Tuesday I'm going to my nan's to hang out and watch more Bollywood films, including Paheli which I can honestly recommend to everyone, even though Shah Rukh Khan sports a terrifying moustache all throughout it. I love this film and Shah Rukh's part in it so much that even despite the olde timey stache and the turbans the size of baby elephants, I would STILL HIT IT. And that's saying something because men I love suddenly sporting unflattering moustaches usually make me despair. And all that is not to mention Rani, who is pretty as ever and who seems to have a thing for films about ladies doing what they want even when it's not generally considered the traditional thing to do. I love her for that. Anyway, yes, Paheli is great and one day I might picspam it, I dunno.
For starters though have the end credits, which involve an awesome song and dance sequence in which all the main characters are string puppets! I love this particularly because the film is a fairy tale from ~olden times~, so the puppet idea feels extra appropriate, besides being hella cute.
And while I'm at it have my jam for the day, because... anything to make this post less uninteresting, lol.
Okay, end of disjointed entry!
This happens every few months or so and it's happening again now, so because I don't know how to do anything, don't know what else to do, I just start looking for pretty things aimlessly. Photographs, art, books, music, clothes, posters... whatever. Preferably things I can buy, because then at least I'll have something to show for this stupid mania. I don't know, it's weird. Kind of embarrassing to be so out of touch with things I love that the only way for me to feel okay is to buy them. Eh, I don't know. It's a good thing I'm broke, I guess, that way at least I can't buy too many things I have no use for.
I did buy this:

New winter coat! Totally permitted, because I have been wearing the same one for six years now and I was so sick of it, it was driving me nuts. The fake fur collar comes off and has a regular white collar underneath. I spent a month mooning over this coat, saving up until I had the money to get it. Now it's mine!

Bobby poster! I love this image and I love him and it was cheap. Yes!
I was happy with the way my room looked for a while but now I'm not anymore - it's too empty. I'm probably going to be buying more prints and posters over the next few months to fill out my remaining wall space a little more. I still need a bookcase, but I think that will have to wait until I get some birthday money in December.
In more real life news: tomorrow I'm seeing North By Northwest in the theatre with my dad! It's always exciting when old films are shown in the cinema so I'm looking forward to it.
Then Tuesday I'm going to my nan's to hang out and watch more Bollywood films, including Paheli which I can honestly recommend to everyone, even though Shah Rukh Khan sports a terrifying moustache all throughout it. I love this film and Shah Rukh's part in it so much that even despite the olde timey stache and the turbans the size of baby elephants, I would STILL HIT IT. And that's saying something because men I love suddenly sporting unflattering moustaches usually make me despair. And all that is not to mention Rani, who is pretty as ever and who seems to have a thing for films about ladies doing what they want even when it's not generally considered the traditional thing to do. I love her for that. Anyway, yes, Paheli is great and one day I might picspam it, I dunno.
For starters though have the end credits, which involve an awesome song and dance sequence in which all the main characters are string puppets! I love this particularly because the film is a fairy tale from ~olden times~, so the puppet idea feels extra appropriate, besides being hella cute.
And while I'm at it have my jam for the day, because... anything to make this post less uninteresting, lol.
Okay, end of disjointed entry!
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