Showing posts with label Serious stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Serious stuff. Show all posts

Friday, December 10, 2010

Let them eat cake, she says, just like Marie Antoinette

I don't really like to blog about clothes. It's just not my thing. As close as fashion is to my heart, I just don't like to blog about clothes.

But alas, today, shall be the exception.

Today, I shall blog about clothes.
Never again though, I swear.

Might I direct your attention to the right?
Reader, meet Trouve' Assumption Wedge Boot.
Trouve' Assumption Wedge Boot, Reader.
This, as you might guess, is what I am asking "Santa" for, for Christmas. Nothing more. Just this.
The only thing that somewhat worries me is the fact that they are 4 inch heels with a 3/4 inch platform (which, DOES mean that I shall be 6 feet tall with these beauties on). I don't want to be walking along all awesome and fall on my face like a loser.
I imagine this is what Luke Skywalker felt like when he was first presented a lightsaber. It's like "Wow, this thing is so awesome, but I don't know how to use it."
Worst case though, I will just walk around my house with them on until I can walk without looking like a spaz.
But, I don't want to get ahead of myself. I can't be certain that these Gaga-worthy shoes are going to fly with The Parents. All I can do is hope and dream.
I might end up having to scrape up the money and pay for these bad boys myself.
If they still have any 9 1/2's left after Christmas.
Seriously, if I get on Nordstrom.com 3 weeks from now and see that all they have is 10's left, I am going to die of unfulfilled boot-lust.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Confessions to People

Like Sarah, I need to make some confessions.

It's not necessary to make-out all over my friends locker at school.

You don't need to make fun of others to feel good about yourself.

Stop asking me to cheat in school for you.

I like to laugh at all your secrets displayed on online social networking places.

I laugh at your fool-ness.

I wish I was rich.

And stop giggling so much.
wait...I suppose I giggle a-lot.

*giggle giggle*

maybe i oughtta stop that.

maybe not.

it helps me survive.


I don't like it when you make up stuff.

I don't like it when you make that smirky face at me.

I don't like it when you think you are smarter than everyone around you.

I don't like it when you avoid my eye contact.

I don't appreciate your rude-ness.

I wouldn't mind to push you right now.

I don't like it when you bash my best friends.

I don't like it when you are fake.

I don't like to pretend.

I don't like how my hair has split ends.

I don't like it when I make an effort to acknowledge you, and you don't.


 I suppose that's life.

Some people make efforts,


and some don't.


That's just how it goes, in every aspect of living.



Please be happy.

As Audrey Hepburn said:

The prettiest girls are the happiest girls.

I guess that goes with guys,
you might wanna change "prettiest" to "handsome-est".

Something like that.

(My two favorite descriptive words are gorgeous and handsome.  Aren't they such beautiful words?)

-Mallory


P.S.  Tell Sarah to blog something.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Hello There Future Readers.

This is Mallory here.
I am one of the creators of this new blog.
Sarah, my best friend, is the other creator.

We have chosen this blog title because...
we thought it sounded cool.

I am Thing 1, so I am entitled to doing the first blog post.

I am not exactly sure what this whole blog will be about.
Maybe serious stuff, or humor, or fun things, or just our thoughts.

But hopefully we will enjoy the blogging process together, and others will like what we post.
We each have our own blogs, but we decided it would be twice as awesome to make a blog together.

You will learn about each of us as we start blogging.
We aren't extremely alike, but that's probably why we are biffles.
Sarah is a bit more on the negative side, while I am the one pushing in her chair for her at seminary in the morning.

I will tell you a little about myself.

I am Mallory.  Or Mallorina.
I live in Narnia.  Just kidding.
I live in a cold place called Alaska.

I love summer, and warmth, and traveling.
I especially love to swim.
I love being tan.

I love watching movies.
I love learning new things.


For most of my life  I have spent my time swimming competitively, or just in some sort of water,
whether it be a pool or ocean.

I wish I was really strong and smart.
I wish it was sunny and rainy more often.  But mostly sunny.
I wish I kept my room cleaner.
I wish I could meet Greyson Chance.

I try to drink a lot of water.
And I try to eat alot.

I used to be a text fanatic.
I used to be more shy.

I want to take a dance class someday.
I want to accomplish my goals.
I want to swim in college.
I want a cumulative GPA 4.0.

I am happy.
I am sometimes boring.
But I make an effort of being interesting.

So...there you go!
Enjoy our blogging :)


-Mallory