Tag Archives: nail polish

carellyn-je

14 Feb

So Carellyn has no sisters by birth… we got bros. Bro.

But for all intensive purposes we are blessed to have FOUR sisters! They ie. the 4 Jinjes are all real sisters so we just slip into that pack discreetly. They don’t have anyone born in ’85 anyway so I guess we can’t be completely ruled out as the real deal… though the asian/white/black differentials do speak strongly in protest. IN ANY CASE! From here on out the sisterhood shall be referred to as Carellynje.

jinjes

jinjes everywhere i go

One of Carellynje is getting married tomorrow! Tomorrow!!!! So today the gang went for some minor pampering in the form of manicures.

Ellen and I did some gluten-free baking last night so we could bring some goodies to the session. We baked Apple Muffins using Rice Flour and gluten-free brownies from a recipe on the internet that never actually set even though we cooked them for a good 15 minutes over time. The moral of the story is that nothing that makes your body function properly is easy to make or tastes good.

After the pamper sesh we set out to find elements of our wedding outfits, because it was only the day before. On the way we saw these two shops which really affirmed that our quest was true.

c squared elle hardware

c squared and elle hard on the grind

I was in need of a dress and basically everything and Ellen was in need of shoes. Window shopping on Queen St. was fairly unsuccessful until we fought our intense hunger which was borderline hanger and trekked on to French Connection, an establishment which neither of us have ventured toward since high school. Which is an embarrassingly long time ago. Speaking further to the importance of this quest, I found the following item…

neigh neigh (look closely)

neigh neigh (look closely)

LOOK CLOSELY. and welcome to the year, of the horse, bitch.

prints of dreams

prints of dreams

I have been waiting for this year for a while now and my impatience has been clearly manifest (Ellen’s too). Destiny is upon us!

In A Sea Black With Ink

6 Nov

My Journals //  Searching for Endings

a sea black with ink

a sea black with ink

I searched for some of my old journals today.  My broken leg is telling me to dig up old pieces of writing, while also serving as a(n apparently needed) barrier to my thrill-seeking inclinations.  The stack pictured is what I’ve gone through in about 4 years.

The pages are filled with half finished stories, scattered lines of poetry, random snippets of anecdotes… and some very strange, un-beautiful sketches.  I think it’s high time to finish at least one story or poem/ by the end of the month.  This is a fairly considerable commitment, given that I have yet to do this over the past 4 years.

Some other searches, some past, some present, some not mine:

 

Searching for Synchrony //  Wilco – Sunken Treasure  

 

 

Searching for the Perfect Blue // Essie – Bouncer, it’s me 

cobalt ya face

co-balt ya face

 

Searching for Thrills // Crookers ’08

kickin for kicks

“kickin for kicks!”

 

daily prompt – google and rescue: what was the last thing you searched for?

….this would be lying if I left out cat videos