06 February 2008

this is what happens to ANTM's after 10 years.

Well, technically, you only saw half the outfit in my first post, and this is probably one of my favorite outfits, so I wore it again. Because I wanted to. So you could see it. Yeah.

Sweater: Thrifted or my mums, I can't remember.
Belt: Mums
Tank: Friend's
Tights: Gift
Shoes: Vintage, I posted a picture before.

The belt's clasps really aren't good so by the end of the day 5 out of 8 came off so I switched to another belt. I'm going to restitch the clasp things back onto the belt or get something better over the weekend, hopefully.

Picture here.

Anyway. Those pictures are boring. So. Moving on to my actual day.

First off, let me reiterate a few facts for new readers (like I have any in the first place, ha ha ha):

I am awesome. (At not doing what I plan.)

Not only did I not get a haircut, but I hijacked Abigail's moderling job and also failed at modeling. Yes, I am that perfect. I can mess up anything.

Nah, just kidding. I'm pretty awesome at everything. Just not modeling. I actually hate being in front of the camera most of the time (....you stare at the blog and roll your eyes), I prefer to take pictures by myself for myself. I'm just not good in front of the camera.

But, I was a camerawhore today anyway because it was fun and I got to creep out people from a store window. Oh yeah.

Originally, we were only going to get free haircuts if we were mannequins for the Hair Salon/Vintage Store we hang out in, so we went there early in hopes that we could get free haircuts. Long story short, Abigail did become a mannquin (she's head to toe in vintage from the Store, and made up) and I kind of hijacked it because I was bored staring at her and mimicking her from outside the store. And also, with every minute she was in the window her ego grew exponentially. Bigger than mine, even. That's pretty big. But I can see why, she was a fantastic mannequin. Tyra would call her poses, "FIERCE".

My sidekick's camera is TERRIBLE, so these originally were very, very blurry. So I sharpened it. It's not my fault it doesn't look like she has any eyes. Ehh....ok, I took some other liberties... but the effect was already there man.

Now that I think about it, she reminds me of Moe from Lucky Star. Please insert Lucky Star's theme music and opening dance here, if you know it. You know it's true. If you don't, youtube it. I swear she's taken moves from the theme song for her modeling 'poses'. Gogogo.

But enough about her, she's just my minion.

You really want to look at me, anyway. Oh yeah, I rocked it. My face was so ethereal, by the way, I don't think it would be fair for anyone else to see my wonderful face:

Abigail took this random picture of me. I don't like it, but it's the only one she took. T_T; It was between poses.....

Us together, called, "PEACE AND LOVE MAN. Ok this is boring, let's bitchslap each other now."

Now if you'll excuse us, we're off to our top modeling agency.... called ''The Hippie and the Chink Modeling Agency for Failures". You know you're jealous.