If you wanna be happy...

These are the days of wanting to stay in bed all day, eating cookies, drinking hot chocolate, and watching Home Alone. These are also the days of less daylight, below-freezing temperatures, final essays, presentations, projects, and exams. As many cozy layers as I can pile on top of my 5 foot tall frame are an everyday necessity not only to fight the chill but also to create the illusion that I've never left bed and can nestle my face in the blankets whenever I need to escape to somewhere soft and sleepy.   These photos are from yesterday, when it was around 34°F out (warm for Minnesotans) and I just didn't want to wear anything or drag myself out of bed, much less the house. As a result, I put on this purple dress from New Mexico, a super cozy fuzzy knit turtleneck, flannel by Shaun White for Target, an old hat that I used to put on my teddy bear, purple Doc Martens, a scarf gifted to me by my best friend, and an old coat from the charity shop.   Because of all these layers of knits and flannels and linings, I barely felt like I'd left bed all day. I also had horrible hat hair which was equivalent to bed head, so double win.   I cleaned out my closet the other night and found some old things that I'd forgotten I'd had, including this purple sun dress. I haven't bought myself clothes, accessories, or much of anything except food for a few months now. I haven't had time this semester even to do online shopping. I feel good about this. I feel really good about this. I haven't felt the need to fill some void with material goods, only to be unsatisfied and buy more and more. I have more than what I need as it is. I think a lot of people, especially in Western civilizations, live in excess and waste their money on stupid things they don't need, like another pair of jeans or leggings or cable television or the newest Apple product. Seriously, who needs an iPad? No one. Who needs 4 pairs of jeans? No one. Who needs cable television? Yupp, you guessed it - no one.   I used to buy a lot of clothes and DVDs and shoes because I thought that they made me feel more complete. What a misconception. I've wasted so much money on buying shit I don't need or even really want that badly - or worse, that I only want for about 15 minutes. This semester, I've barely bought myself anything - and I feel good. I have less clutter in my room, I have more money in my pocket, and I feel less stressed about the amount of money I'm spending.   Because I haven't bought myself much of anything this semester, and because I'm not spending more than $15 per person for Christmas (I brought everyone gifts back from Guatemala), I decided to take a tag from the giving tree at my church and fulfill the gifts on the wishlist of a 19 year old girl living in Rezek House. Rezek House is an establishment for homeless teens aged 16 - 21 who need a stable and affordable living situation. So today, between classes, I set out for downtown Minneapolis to buy my girl an across-the-body purse and a dozen pairs of crazy, colourful socks. She also wants a personal heater, which I've yet to research & purchase.   I hadn't spent this much money in months - maybe even since last Christmas - and it was so strange. At first I felt really stressed about how much I was spending, but then I remembered that it isn't for me. I'm buying this girl gifts because I just want to make her smile, even if I'm not there to see it. In my case, I don't need material gifts in order to have a happy Christmas, because I am so blessed to have a job and have parents who let me live at home and eat their food. If someone asked me what material gift I wanted for Christmas, I couldn't even be able to tell them. I want all my friends to be together with me. I want my sister to stay healthy. I want the strength to succeed in school and be able to study abroad... I have plenty of socks. I have a nice purse. I live in a home with central heating. I don't need any of this, or really any more material gifts. I don't feel compelled to buy any of this type of stuff for myself. But if these things will make someone else happy, then why shouldn't I help to make her smile?   I urge everyone, in the spirit of the holiday season, to look beyond the material needs of both yourself and your privileged friends and family, and reach out to those in need. Trust me, it's a great feeling.   (That said, I fully support buying yourself a reward if you've worked really hard this year and want to buy yourself a puppy or some chocolates or what have you.)   I always end up getting on my soapbox when I don't even mean too...   Speaking of soapboxing, I'm watching Charlie Brown Christmas. This is quite possibly my favourite Christmas television special. No, it is my favourite! I love the wisdom that the Peanuts gang shares. Especially Linus. And I love Charlie Brown for being so introspective. And Lucy for being so brash. Snoopy is hilarious and creative, and I love Sally for how obsessed she is with Linus. I think we all can relate to that - when little hearts pop up around her and she gets all googly eyed and says, "That's the boy I'm going to marry!" - we've all been there. I remember growing up and always thinking that I'd marry a man like Schroeder - dedicated to his art and intensely serious. The Peanuts gang is just so dynamic...I love it. And the Charlie Brown Christmas special captures the true spirit of Christmas in a way that a lot of movies and television specials just...can't.   My mum bought me a gingerbread kit at the grocery store today and I'm so excited to make it once when I'm finished with finals! That's when I'm really gonna have my fun.   Take care and stay warm from the cold! Hopefully I'll be back soon, less exhausted and with more Christmas spirit! And in case I didn't cheer you up much, maybe Jimmy Soul can. xx

inspiration from the ill

I'm absolutely sick sick sick. My voice is a terrifying scratchy whisper and I'm sniffling and sneezing like there's no tomorrow. I had gotten all dressed up for church and planned to take outfit photos, only to find that it is freezing cold out and no place for little girls plagued by illness. So instead, I will share some "inspiration" with you. Send me some sweet words and I will return them.

Budapest, Hungary. (source unknown)

 

The Bed & How to Make It (The Loved One)

 

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Jenny Holzer - Truisms (1977-79)

 

Jenny Holzer - Truisms (1977-79)

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Broken Blossoms. 1919.

 

Tavi. (Style Rookie)

Mickey's Rival. 1936.

 

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Anthony Perkins for Seventeen Magazine, 1960.

 

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George Harrison. (source unknown)

(Life is full of little happinesses.)

Work hard & be nice to people

Thanksgiving in America. Part of me always wants to be that person who's like, "Yay! Thanksgiving! America! Time to be together with the family!" but the dominant part of me more thinks, "Thanksgiving...celebrating a short-lived friendship between Natives & settlers before we gave them small pox and put them onto reservations." We still treat Native Americans poorly, which is really upsetting that we have a holiday that commemorates this relationship.   We're coming up the anniversary of the largest mass execution in American history, which was of 39 Natives at the order of President Lincoln (and which took place in Mankato, Minnesota). And just the other week, a group of  Dakota women walked the footsteps of 1,700 of their ancestors, all women, children, and elders, in a 125 mile march from southern Minnesota to Fort Snelling. It was in remembrance of the 150 year anniversary of the journey that their Dakota ancestors were forced to make in the U.S. Dakota War of 1962. An estimated 400 died in this march.   I think it's horrid that we have this history but still continue to, in effect, repeat it by condemning others for their race, culture, or sexuality. It shows how truly ignorant and brutal we were to these people "back in the day", but it also shows how much prejudice remains. It's upsetting that our country couldn't have learned from their tragic misdecisions of the past and be more accepting of people these days. I find the history of how we've treated Native people to be devastating, and it's so backwards (in my opinion) to be celebrating a holiday based around this treatment.   So anyways, now that you know my opinion on that particular American holiday...   I had a couple of classes today and was running rather late because I had to wait 10 minutes to get into the bathroom this morning, so when I went into my closet with 5 minutes to get dressed, the first thing that came to my mind was, "Comfortable!" Oh, I'm also sick (typical) so comfort was extra key. I instinctively grabbed my Levi's mom jeans (is "mom jeans" politically correct?) because nothing says comfort quite like mom jeans, aside from sweat pants (but I have dignity...though not much).   I had found this shirt at the thrift store a few weeks ago. It's super soft and flowy, plus the print said "home" to me. When I bought it, it didn't look half as big as it really is, but I like it. It's comfy. (Comfy seems to be the word of the day.) I layered some pearls (glam) and this furry suede vest from Tunnel Vision. Oh, I also wore my brown Doc Martens. The whole ensemble ended up being a bit rugged, a bit chic. It was very Nineties-Northern-Minnesota-Cabin-Mom-esque.   Oh, I also wore my jacket from JJ Basics that my mum bought me! I'm obsessed with it. I want to sleep in it. It's better than a boyfriend.   As I was taking these photos, my dumb neighbour came down the alley and saw me (you can see his car in the above photo). At first I was all like, "Oh no, I look like a dumb teenage girl! I need to move away!" but then I realised it was my neighbour with whiskey plates, and I suddenly was no longer embarrassed. (Whiskey plates mean that you've been caught drinking and driving more than twice, and have to keep humiliating white license plates on all your cars denoting that you're irresponsible & took other people's lives in your own hands.) Drinking and driving is one thing that I have zero tolerance for - it's just so unexcusable.   I just finished watching the Charlie Brown Thanksgiving special, which is part of what feuled that episode of soapboxing. I missed the Halloween one, unfortunately, and I'm not too crazy about the Thanksgiving one, also unfortunately. They did, however, announce that the Christmas one will be showing next Wednesday! Yippee! I almost forgot that after tomorrow, I can openly begin celebrating Christmas.   Anyways, to all my American friends - enjoy your Thanksgiving tomorrow - and to all else, keep warm, work hard, and be nice! xx