TAIJA HAS RETURNED, MOURNING.

THE WORLD HAS ENDED AS WE KNOW IT.

Screw 2012 and all that rubbish, Alexander McQueen has died. Well, not the fashion label itself but rather the genius that was behind it. There are no words to describe what a loss this is for the fashion world. Like Isabella Blow that discovered him, he was cuhrazy.

WE WILL MISS YOU. Who else will put Lady Gaga to shame? She is your creation!! Except, no.. That would be an insult.

My point is..

Rest in peace Lee McQueen, you incredibly weird talented man.

YES!!
MOAR!!
I AM REALLY ENJOYING THIS!
VAAANDERFULL CHRISTMAS TIME COMING AT YAAA!
;D
except, possibly not. and by possibly i mean probably. But that's what comes with the day job. and by that i mean being the best daughter/sister ever. I know this shiz. ;D
But it's alll gooddd. SINCE I'M ANGRY AND GETTING WORRIED FACES FROM MY SKYPING LOVER, I WILL CEASE.
I AM NOT ANGRRRYY!! :D
how could I be?
SIMPLYYY HAAVIIINNGGG

oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

GOLD SANTA AND CHRISTMAS FOLK!!
DELICIOOOUUSSSOOO MY LITTLE DARLING BABIES!!

HELLO, IT IS TAIJA.

MY DARLING SPANISH GALLEONS. THE SPANISH KIND. NOT THE ONE SOLD IN NEOPETS. If you like to call the exchanging of pixels selling.. But whatever floats your boat, I suppose. And yes, I did pick boat out of all the other things you can float, or tickle.. Or put in a cup even. Since that is how I roll. Possibly literally. But I am not about to post a picture of me rolling. I feel a video would be far more sufficient, a stop-motion even if I felt like being hipster. But I feel like I should leave that to my blogging counterpart. Can't steal her thunder, since it is hard to give back, I feel. And I really am not in the mood to recreate such sounds. I am in a rather sluggish state of complete bleakness. Completely uncreative in every way, therefore.. Well, I'm sure you can figure it out without me droning on.

But I feel like I should move swiftly to the point, for my words seem to be dragging on and really not getting the point across. The point is, I never went through with what I said I would last time. Not that my dear Leims really posted anything, so am I really the one to blame? Maybe I did not feel like causing such trauma by overflowing this blog with my harsh letters. The cold curves of my small font like tiny daggers protruding out of all computer screens that have been forced to show such an inhumane blog. MAYBE IN THE HARD EXTERIOR THAT I GIVE OFF (completely metaphorical, of course. My appearance is in no shape or form hard. Even my hair is soft after the thoroughest treatments of hairspray, the hard chemicals squirted on my finding it hard to penetrate the silk helmet of my long locks. And even under all the layers of skin and blubber, there are my bones. And frankly, even bone marrow is described as spongy. It's not like the showering nation scrub themselves all over with rocks and soap.) I REALLY JUST WANT YOU ALL TO BE HAPPY.. Yeah, think about that.

But IT'S SOON CHRISTMAS.

Here's some Wham! You're welcome (:

it's official

It's been too long.
I feel like we were on a break, or somethang.
But not the the VERBUNG sort of commerical break, oh no.
The Ross "WE WERE ON A BREAAAAKKK" kind of break. And that kind of break, my dears, is not as good. As Tiger Woods' image is deteriorating in front of our eyes, and the little chocolate "CHRISTMAS SURPRISES JUST FOR YOU" are at a total 9 less than they were since I last blogged, I felt it was time.
Time for what is the question at this moment.
But the fact is, I am trying to avoid the inevitable happening of finishing my oven-shaped English poster, and the best way is of course through nonsensical rambling online.

But to avoid further questioning, and possibly to avert your eyes elsewhere before I namedrop any more famous adulterers, here's a pretty picture for y'all.

WHO DOESN'T LOVE ELEPHANTS?
Life's amazing sometimes.

LEILA AGAIN

Hai.

http://lalaleila.tumblr.com/

I'm annoying. I keep making new websites and accounts and such. It's pretty bad, I must say.
But I like tumblr a LOT because I can post like
just a picture
or a quote
or a video
All by itself and it just sits there on that page lookin' all nice and pretty in front of that photograph of the COOLEST FUCKING BALLOON YOU WILL EVER SEE that I took, which, for the record, is slowly deflating but I have six more--I'm just saving them for a special occasion.

They look like rejects of the balloon factory. They were discount. Nevertheless, they are lovely.

I WOULD LIKE TO COMPLAIN

The title says it all really.
I'm sitting at a school computer (in front of it, that is, doing what you usually do.. with computers.), armed with vaseline and a terrible headache (surprisingly Vaseline's only downfall is its inability to kill pain.) So I shall use this anger that it has given me to redeem myself.
LEILA, YOU FUCKER. I OWN A PAIR OF WEDGES.
and I so wanted that batwing hoodie before you.
IN FACT, I SHOW IT TO YOU MONTHS AGO.
BUT IN A FUCKING GOLD COLOUR.
i mean, why would you even look at the black option
IF YOU HAVE TWO SHADES OF GOLD AVAILABLE.
AND A FUCKING MAGENTA, TOO?
WHAT'S WRONG WIIITTTHHHHH YOUUUU??
I am disappointed.
And also, once again, looking through modcloth. A POST ABOUT THAT TO COME. SO I'D GET READY FOR IT. mmkay (:

LEILA >> SHOES PEOPLE WEAR EVEN THOUGH THEY'RE AWFUL

There are several shoes in our society that people seem to wear all the time, and yet they're horrendously ugly. AND I HATE IT! And people continue to wear them as if these pieces of shit are socially acceptable.

1. Wedge shoes have got to be the ugliest shoes ever invented, and yet people wear them all the time and seem to think they're acceptable. They wear them to events where they're supposed to look nice.

Uuuugh. Vomit-inducing.
RARELY they're done well. Usually they look like this shit. And I hate that corky stuff. They just look tacky.


2. Ugg boots.

I do not feel the need to explain myself.
These look like absolute shit and EVERYONE FUCKING WEARS THEM.
I DON'T FUCKING UNDERSTAND. THEY'RE SO UGLY.
And people get offended when you voice this opinion! BECAUSE EVERYONE FUCKING OWNS THEM.
Also I tend to notice that uggs are warm and soft, an absolutely awful combination because people's feet sweat in them and then the boots absorb the odor and it's fucking gross.


3. Crocs.

Just...no. They're for little kids. They were invented and originally marketed to gardeners.


4. Running shoes are great. For running.

Pet peeve: when people wear them EVERY FUCKING DAY. Regardless of other clothing. They're ugly shoes, they're built to support your feet when you play sports, not to wear with your knee-highs and skirt. Which I've seen done. A LOT.


GROSS GROSS GROSS.
I'm sorry. Truly. That is the end of my pretentious little rant. I just wanted to express my deep loathing for these things. That I see every day of my life, and fail to understand.
It billows within the pit of my soul.
Uuuugh.

Love,
LEILUUUH

LEILA AGAIN

I still can't figure out my account.
Anyways.
I WANT TO SAY THAT I HAVE BEEN LUSTING AFTER THESE FEW ARTICLES OF CLOTHING FOR A VERY LONG TIME.
But for whatever reason I have never been able to get my hands on them. I've tried them on but always they're either not in my size or I'm lacking in funds or both. Either way, it seems impossible to get these things, BUT ONE DAY I WILL PREVAIL!!!



Okay so American Apparel models wear high-wasted skirts like dresses because the owner is fucking creepy. But regardless, I FUCKING LOVE THAT SKIRT.
And I think it's actually legit been a year of me lusting after it now. When do you think they'll stop selling it entirely?

Also can I just say that the "not-so-basic-tshirts" are still basic tshirts and don't fall for it because American Apparel is a fucking ripoff unless you're buying something completely ridiculous. Also I hate when people buy acid wash t-shirts just fucking do it yourself.



Absolute excellence. I love me some bat wings.



Then there's this two-tone dress I tried on over the summer that I also love but the picture quality is fucking awful, it's in front of a window, and you can see the photographer's reflection.

I fucking hate American Apparel sometimes.
WHY DO THEY HAVE COOL CLOTHES?!
UUUUUGH.

Also I spend too much time on that site. Can you tell?

I GET

angry.
on occasion.
usually during my daily excursions on topshop.com
I FIND SUCH PRETTY THINGS.
pretty things I know will never fit me.
like this gorgeous thing right here.

100% polyester? That just won't cut it for me.
and the fact that it's a dull burgundy colour.
and there's no way i'm ever going to fit my babies in thurrrr.
WHY ME?
WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
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