2) Weakness I have almost 0 self confidence and have severe trust issues.
9) Tattoos I want My first tattoos I’m getting are a feather on one wrist and a nail on the other. They’re pictures in the spines of Showbread’s Anorexia and Nervosa cds and represent each sister. Stealing the idea from my friend Kaylie.
17) A fact about my life I seriously would love to run a record store or venue or small coffee shop (though I know that will never happen)
I went to the library yesterday and picked up the two books I had reserved: ‘Naked Angels’ and 'A Clockwork Orange’. Being one of my favourite movies, I absolutely have to read the book. I decided that it was best to dress up as Alex today in celebration.
I walked down to this nice clothing shop today (The Embellished Room) and applied for the part-time position that they were hiring for. I told them that I am a fashion photographer as well, just moved to the city from Niagara Falls, and the manager seemed to like me. He said that I would be receiving a callback from them next week. Keeping my fingers crossed :) It would be a great opportunity to get more familiar with fancier clothing and expand my apparel knowledge.
Last night at 2am, I started crafting aha. I decided to make my own flowered headband and am quite pleased with how it turned out. I handmade each layer of the flower out of a red silk fabric, worked some magic, sewed them together, glued on a couple of small pearls and fixed the piece to a simple headband I had laying around.
Over the years, I have collected empty perfume bottles of some of my favourite scents that I wore regularly; glass vessels of different sizes and shapes, containing the final droplets of each fragrance. So much memory is stored in scent - a wealth of experiences and feelings spanning over years boiled down and concentrated into barely a millimetre of clear liquid. I twist the matte silver cap off one and am transported back to carefree summers of my youth, days spent wandering our small town streets and watersides with friends, staying out all night, and waking up to them throwing rocks at my window. I remove the cap from another, the only musk roller I have ever owned, and inhale days spent to myself, long bubble baths, opposite sleep schedules and dressing up or creating looks with make-up to practise photography with myself. A third tells tales of our matching black polka dot dresses and date to the movies, flowers exchanged, letters written and preparing to move to another city. The next scent is Japanese cherry blossom - one I still wear to this day - and I am starting another chapter, exploring new streets and sights, uncovering pieces of myself I never knew existed. Presently, I am wearing a bolder fragrance than in previous years (a gift from an old employee during my first year as manager after moving again) called Dreams Unlimited - and I must say, it is completely suiting for this ever-expanding phase of self and experience.