29 April 2008
I'm supposed to be doing my math homework, and english, and apush, and...physics...but instead I'm back again!! Woo. So yeah, the past few days have brought some interesting weather in my area. Okay, compared to the tornados in Virginia, I guess I really have nothing to complain about. Sorry I lied. I guess what was essentially interesting was not the weather itself that I've experienced over the past couple of days, but rather the way that the weather related to my emotions. This relationship really puzzles me. Well let me just tell you about it first. Saturday was an absolutely beautiful day where I live. It was warm out, and sunny, and happy. But the whole day, I just felt tense. (The same way there is always tension when there is abnormal heat in many literary works). I felt upset, and ticked off. No, I didn't have a completely terrible day; I honestly have no clue as to what my problem was. Then Monday, and Tuesday: RAIN! And I just seem to feel better, and less easily annoyed if you will. I don't know. Maybe it's all just a coincidence, but also, people tell me that they like the rain better because it seems like the world is sympathizing with your problems, instead of making you feel like an outsider because you don't feel as sunny on the inside as blaring sun is on the outside. But maybe it reflects something else about all of us. Maybe we are happier (not in the HAPPY sense...more content, or satisfied with ourselves...think SAT vocab in context?) with ourselves when we are able to express who we really are (aka. rain–"let it all out girl"), than when we have to sit and conform to the thoughts and ideas thrust upon us, and pretend that everything is fine all of the time (aka the perfect sunny day...). After all, flowers need both sunlight and water to grow. Just like we need ideas to jump off of in order to create new ones.
Oh, it's all just a part of Mufasa, and Simba, and Nala, and Scar, and Rafiki, and Timone, and Pumba's circle of life I guess...
Like my orchestra teacher says, "There's always the tension, and then there's always the resolution".
So with that said, Let it rain world, let it rain.
28 April 2008
You know what my sister told me the other day? I don't even remember what we were talking about, but it was something like "The longer you live, the shorter each day seems because you are comparing its length in time to the amount of time you've been alive". Sure, thats probably not exactly worded correctly, and it could have been more concise...but if you think about it, it seems true right? I mean, I know I'm still young, and I still have a lot of life left to live. But the five minutes that I used to have to spend in the corner for Picasso-ing the off white walls in the hallway with those smelly markers that had all the different scents for the different colors (sup run-on?) seems a lot slower than the remainder of the hour long car-ride when my ipod decides to die on me. Its just so weird. And people always say that "time flies when you're having fun!" (just imagine that cheesy adult who gives you a mile-wide grin and two strained thumbs up while you're looking for your Barbie's tiny pink pumps). But this makes me wonder if being occupied isn't the only way that time flies. This whole "theory" makes sense though... right?
I just found it interesting.
Enjoy the Picture.
mario testino is probably one of my favorite photographers.
he shaped how i see the world
looking at his work i have come to this conclusion:
every morning i wake up and go to my closet to get dressed
so does kate moss
so does cameron diaz
and so did coco chanel
and so do i.
that we draw such a distinction from us and them.
where is the line
and why do we draw it?
-ana (your new photographer/writer/blogger)
27 April 2008
we've gone over the edge where nothing is cool. for that exact reason there are so many options. since nothing is cool, everything is. there's a freedom that has come over our generation. we're no longer confined to stick to the trends of now. i use to feel confused with the mish-mash of generations present today but it has hit me that we've become complete. clothing no longer is a shallow form of riches or rags, since everything is cool everyone now has the option of wearing whatever they like. clothing now can finally reflect personality instead of being the shallow snob which everyone hates but simultaneously loves at the same time. the middle-school conformity has passed on, finally.
25 April 2008
now see here, these shorts have traveled everywhere. now if only they could end up here. i just might need the help of my secret lover.
really, ive fallen in love with tacky style. grandma florals, acid wash. ripped jeans. high waists. its really attractive to me.
now still i wont stray away from my balkan/eastern european style. ive been growing up with the polish and slovak culture ever since i was a little girl. my grandpa spoke polish around the house, we always ate polish foods, my grandpa even dressed me up as a babushka when i was about 5. if only i lived over there, to get a taste of my family. its part of my heart that ill never lose.
влюбленность и везение, teddy
24 April 2008
23 April 2008
22 April 2008
Most likely, the reason that this great difference exists is that our clothes now come ready-made. All we have to do is buy them, contrasting the 1800s, when one had to buy material and make clothing oneself. They truly put a bit of themselves into every article of clothing they made.
I wonder what would happen if everyone bought a sewing machine and, once again, began to create their own clothes; sewing, decorating, and accessorizing, pouring a little something of ourselves into every outfit we wear?
just a thought.
that may sound cliche,but it's true. its not just the clothes,even though they're AWESOME,but all of the below:
-juergen teller's point n shoot photographs.
-the fact that all the ads are funny or weird.
-the people in the ads.i used to dislike victoria beckham,but now she seems alright.and well,MIA.
I just bought the PROTECT THE SKIN YOU'RE IN tee and its great!
(they almost forced me to post,thats why its not THAT awesome)
^i love MIA omg.
i think thats funny
that ones weird alright.
thats funny and weird at the same time. (thats posh in there hahah)
21 April 2008
You know what, I have to say that I am overall pretty proud of my pictures. I mean, they may not be perfect, but each of them is a glimpse into a tiny moment of my life that I was able to capture.
I wish I could just take pictures forever. Take pictures and get a paycheck every week and live in a nice little apartment, and have tea and scones with jelly all the time, and have some nice little clothes, and a nice little dog, and look at my nice little pictures displayed all over the walls everyday. But then again, I'm working so hard right now because I am on the road to a music school, maybe not the best, but I am trying.
And then, there's a little part of me that would love to be a journalist. Or, sometimes I would like to see myself in front of a camera talking in an unatural voice about the day's events, politics, world news...more politics.
Yeah, I can just see it now.
Wait, I don't even know what I'm seeing. What my dream is.
That's because I have so many.
And I'm still young, so I can still dream, but the clock is ticking, and I need to choose.
But which one?
the founder of haute couture was an english bloke who went to paris at the age of 20 with 117 francs and without knowing any french. i find it kind of funny how people can be so snobby about clothing and high fashion couture when the dude who started it was almost broke. it really has nothing to do with money. just dressing kooky and weird. being kinda different. whatever, none of it really matters.
16 April 2008
i've gone past the point of caring. my style has turned into a kind of laissez-faire mixture of sequins and bright colours all thrown together. maybe it's the looseness of spring or the building stress of the last push through this school year. either way, there's a lack of response from me in general.
as i was looking through my closet early this morning i was wondering... is it even possible anymore to come up with a truely original idea. all the shapes and styles seem to be dug up from past ones. with the layers of red spandex, victorian lockets, and mini dresses it seems like i've become a mixture of every single generation before me. it is sad, but our generation really has nothing to say, nothing to show for what has occured. though we might look at the 80's with a bit of a laughing disgust, at least they had a personality. something original about them that defined their generation. the overall tackiness reflects who they were. today we're nothing but a mixture of old fashion dreams.
I bet it's not as boring as you thought it was...
yeah. that's what i thought ;)
13 April 2008
What I wear when I get three hours of sleep and just cant think of anything.
nike high tops.
I like this outfit, and I like that the style of it contrasts my sometimes really girly style. It works...especially after a late night. Ignore my miserable face.
Ah, This will probably be my last post for a while. I am off to Denmark for 10 days on Wednesday. I am AMAZINGLY excited....It's an exchange, my partner stayed here in America last month for 10 days, and now im off to go stay with her. AHHHHH, I can not wait!
Oh, and last night at afterprom, I got henna tattoos one of a skull on my wrist, because I like to pretend I am bad ass, and one of a turtle....because turtles are cooool.
09 April 2008
08 April 2008
There is not enough i could say about this picture to explain the brilliance of it. The bright colours, the gold chains, the crazy makeup and best of all those glasses. These three people epitomize the idea of taking your own style and running wild with it and never second guessing themselves. I love this.
If you none of you have heard of uffie yet, or have yet to listen to her, i strongly suggest you do. This past weekend i was introduced to her and her music and i'm officially in love. She performs music that is a blend between electro and nu school rap. In some of her songs she performs with an english accent, sure it's a fake accent, but it adds alot to the song. From what i know thus far, she has only released EP's, which i think is pretty cool. So, if anybody has any time or are looking for new music to add to their playlist, check her out.
07 April 2008
isnt he a babe?
well i think he most certainly is. mmhmm. damn hot mess.
so i just recently joined the marauders, and hey im teddyanna. yes that is my real name.
me in my legendary glasses
ehh a ticket stub, from when i went to see the cribs. theyre my fave band if you havent noticed.
a random vinyl pocket of mine
my legendary keds. also known as grandma shoes to the kids at my school. known for the racy quote on the side of them saying "we dont need no motherf*ckin scenesters"
the "sheet music" for the the song im learning to play on guitar right now. its martell by the cribs.
hmm. so yeah thats about it. im really too lazy to type anything monumental. hmm. im not all about into fashion. im just into culture and art. i also really want some white fringed cowboy boots. i also really love guys briefs. amazing. i really just throw on a leather jacket and head outside. i have a vegetable garden. and blah thats it.