Showing posts with label pastels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pastels. Show all posts

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Of Pastels and Poop


It's a square. Inscribed in a circle. Filled with lovely, lovely pastel objects of adoration.


If I prove that the side of the square is 2r divide by sqr root of 2, will the companies send me these objects of adoration?


Uhh, I think not, because no one ever cares about math and how sexy the people who do it are.


The first thing I see on Polyvore is pastel dresses, and I worry that I'm not original, that I might've just gotten the sickness or flu of pastels from fashion shows. But I don't really care. These colors are just too beautiful.


Not a lot of homework! Good day of life today. And also, after the rain these days were beautiful. Like Odysseys' muscles :p

Monday, March 15, 2010

Add milk to tea makes good emission

It does not matter what I say. I will always end up looking like this.




It's blue, with white, with tulle, with twist, with turn. It looks like pastel challah.


That's what I would look like if it would stop raining and if I liked my face.



If I were any of these girls. . .as in if I had any of these pieces. . .




She's nude all over and she's also colorful.





And of course. . .to the tinest detail of socks.


It's been pouring for three days in a row. It's disgusting. It's muddy. Everybody's basement flooded.

"I like rain because it means that spring is coming."

Well I want spring to come. (And summer and no school and camp and lazy long days. . .)

I want to try my new love: Pastels

How did I never notice the magic of pastels? As long as something is pastel it looks beautiful with anything else pastel. Pastel pink looks so beautiful with pastel green, and with a whole outfit of these opaque soft colors it’s really like a magical garden. . .or something.

When you add a touch of white to colors you transform them to be perfect and beautiful, able to go with anything else. Unlike neon, pastels are not eye popping, but like neon, they are eye candy.

I have a dream. . .that spring would come soon.