Introducing a new type of blog post! After taking an
extended vacation from blogging because I was too embarrassed to show everyone
my weird yucky photos, I've kind of decided to rekindle my WHO GIVES A FLYING
FOX attitude towards outfit posts. Welcome to my first ever Awkward Outfit.
The title Awkward Outfit refers to how I consider myself to
look weird in these pictures. Whether or not you agree with me doesn't really
matter much. On the other hand, on a regular outfit post, I will probably think
I look good. If you disagree, that’s cool beans too!
So basically I’m trying to teach myself to love myself by
posting weird pictures on my blog. Let’s see how this goes.
Also I’m trying to queue posts (KEYWORD is TRYING) because I have learned I have
no will power whatsoever, and I cannot rely on myself to write posts in a
timely manner.
But here are my awkward photos!
Also please note how a change of colour can take your outfit from rebel to princess.
Oh, and as a quick explanation for the title of this blog post. Each year my mom celebrates her birthday on December 3! This year it also happened to be the day my friend would be celebrating his 21st at this bar (New Zealand 21sts equate to binge drinking and lots of dancing). My plan was to eat dinner with mum and family then make a fashionably late entrance to said friend's 21st. BUT somewhere inside I realised I don't spend enough time with my family, so I wanted to spend as much time with them after as possible. So I decided not to go to the drunkfest and instead went to Wendy's with the fam. Nevertheless, the invitation to sleep over at their place was politely declined because I find it difficult to sleep there (on account of the cold.) ----- That wasn't a quick explanation, sorry!
Also please note how a change of colour can take your outfit from rebel to princess.
Oh, and as a quick explanation for the title of this blog post. Each year my mom celebrates her birthday on December 3! This year it also happened to be the day my friend would be celebrating his 21st at this bar (New Zealand 21sts equate to binge drinking and lots of dancing). My plan was to eat dinner with mum and family then make a fashionably late entrance to said friend's 21st. BUT somewhere inside I realised I don't spend enough time with my family, so I wanted to spend as much time with them after as possible. So I decided not to go to the drunkfest and instead went to Wendy's with the fam. Nevertheless, the invitation to sleep over at their place was politely declined because I find it difficult to sleep there (on account of the cold.) ----- That wasn't a quick explanation, sorry!
Yeah, I'm a rebel; stay away
Look into my eyes
Baby, you're seeing double
Take a look at 'em crazy thighs
Strike a pose, you're lookin' for trouble
Blur me out and improvise
Blow a kiss, blow a bubble
But I'm a princess; make me stay
Change of colour, tone me down
Take me out for a night on the town
Shut my eyes, count to ten
Make believe I'm a comedienne
That I'm not is kind of a let down
But who knows - One day I'll be talk of the town
BONUS: Super awkward
These balloons have been around since my mate's 18th in September
And this is me with NO MAKEUP whatsoever. (I'm going to hide under a rock now.)
OKAY, enough of that.
Hey there, folks! What did you think of my second attempt at poetry? Did I tell you I used to write poems as a super emo kid back in high school? Man, I know. I was such a dork. Sorry - Did I say was? I still am! Dorky and proud.
How are you guys doing anyway? Miss talking to all of you! Sorry I'm such a bad blogger. But I'll keep trying! (Again and again and again...)
Stay super,
