And if I couldn't post enough today...

Hello! I remember what I was going to post about before I posted three minutes ago!!

Last night I left my house.... FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A WEEK!! Progress! I am getting better! Hooplah!

I even managed to snag a lovely old lady dress and a cardigan with eyes all over it! It is lovely. Then, after being outdoors for at least an hour (gawl, look at me go!) I started hacking up some internal organs so I went home and got back into my pajamas.

But, you all should be proud of me. I even wore an outfit that contained as many items that I got for Christmas as possible. They are as follows...

1. Hobbit boots
2. Headband from Marzji
3. Cursive CTR ring
4. 'To thine own self be true' ring
5. Yellow plaid cardigan
6. fuzzy socks
7. Lovely blue scarf from BreMarie

That is my record. Hey! Gimme a break! I was excited! I had all this stuff that I haven't had a chance to wear because of my bed-ridden-ness. There was also an awkward meeting with a school acquaintance. Success.

I must post pictures of all the lovely things I got for Christmas. Which makes me seem extremely self-absorbed. But you know what, there is really no reason to worry about my ego, because I never actually DO post any pictures. Becuase I am American. And German. So it gives me reason to be flaky.

(Note to self: New Years' resolution: stop promising things and not following through..BAH! Like that's going to happen!)

For now,

Farewell!

I am a prune in the sun and am not a plum.

Dear readers,



I hate New Years.

I feel like my entire year has been wasted on monotonous and stupid things. There was so much I wanted to do this year! And I have accomplished none of it. But, I did have a dream about Andy Warhol. Another one, I mean.

He was sitting there, his skin wrapped tightly over his seemingly overwhelmed cheekbones. The walls surrounding him were white. His hair missheveled and his nose red. He looked cold.He adjusted his over sized glasses. And that was it. I woke up. It was beautiful. It was surreal. And it was over. I miss it. It was so peaceful.

I sound like a lunatic.

I am so uninspired right now. So, this New Year's, fend for yourselves. And I will soon post the opinions column that I write for the school newspaper.

I write about all sorts of things. Politics, Gastric-bipass. All that rot.

3....2.....1.....decade.

The Walrus was Paul.

Hello there!

I am still confined. How are you?

That is good.

Yesterday I received my vintage Andy Warhol buttons I purchased off of ebay in the mail. I love getting mail. It is sort of this exciting feeling a letter or parcel or whatnot. It is almost a tiny remembrance of something lovely that has been passed on through generations. I mean, think about it, one thing that has lasted for centuries and still hasn't been outdated with new technologies is mail. We should all be very grateful for it, I know I am!

I have recently been drawing a picture of Julie Andrews' as Frau line Maria in The Sound of Music. It is turning out well, and my oh my! Such lovely cheekbones she has! I wish I could own a lot of the clothes she wears in that show, as well as in Mary Poppins. Gash! She is just an all-around classy dame!

OH! I almost forgot to tell you! I had such a wonderful dream last night! This art gallery in SLC had a delicious collection of original Warhols. And I was invited to the opening of the Gallery!! It was glorious. Maryn, Tavi, and I were all there, and we got locked out in the cold. And none of us had cell phones. We chatted for hours, all while pressing our noses against the glass to get a look at the paintings. It was wonderful.

And then I woke up with a kitten sleeping on my face, resulting in a fit of coughing, sneezing, and wheezing.

I really love this song. My sister spills that these guys are some really classy fellows live. I am living vicariously through my sister. Oh dear....

xo- Lexi

New.*moan*. Yuck.

Hello there Lovelies!

Hope you are all out there enjoying your freedom and poor air quality. Meanwhile, I am sitting here upon my Mothers' new memory foam mattress topper. Sick. Sick as a doornail.

I was at the doctor's on Saturday for reasons unknown, and ended up back at my home five hours later with an inhaler full of steroids and the black cloud of pre-pneumonia symptoms hanging o'er my hideous head, wearing my surgical mask like I don't know what to do with myself.

(Which, honestly, I don't.)

Last night a good friend of mine brought over a lovely comic and a bag full of movies simply for my enjoyment through this hostile illness. It was everso kind of her. I do love that girl.

So, NATURALLY, I wake up at 7:00 a.m. and watch Labyrinth to pass the time!!!

Aaaahhh that David Bowie sure knows how to steal a girl's heart away!! Him and his charming little tights and fancy crystal bubble things and those....gremlins.. and that...babe..

(Reminds me of the babe.)

(What babe?)

(the babe with the power!)

(What powerrrr... Okay, I'm done.)

Now I will tell you all fantastical stories of Christmas wonders.

THIS, dear kitties, is a pitiful, egotistical shrine of vintage inspirations within itself. I present to you...

PRESENTS!

When I get my Pap's fast Internet.

While you wait for my Christmas report, enjoy this music video by a lovely little Las Vegas band I like to call The Killers. I don't care if they are popular and overrated, their music is poetry, and I am NOT a bandwagon fan. I got their first album when I was eight, people. I am a real fan. Even though I tend to sway towards the more "indie" "beard folk" kind of music.

And Brandon Flowers is gorgeous.

And I referenced this song earlier in this post.

So it is applicable.

Do enjoy, this is off of my favorite album by them: Sam's Town. This song was amazing live.

That is all

Lexi

Merry Christmas! (Eve)

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

All my love

Lexi

*Mourning*

The target by my house does not carry the Rodarte collection.

I think I might cry.

I don't wear eyelashes so I won't miss the last laugh of this show.

Today I was reading the comments that I have got on my blog and saw a lovely one from SomeDayNewYorker. She too shares a love (obsession?) for Regina Spektor. I followed the cookie trail to her etsy and found this lovely little item.

Just gaze at it for a few seconds. It is a skirt. AND IT IS MADE OUT OF FEATHERS.

I want to buy it and wear it every day. Absolutely gorgeous. If you would like to take a looksy at it , click here. Bask in its awesomeness.

It is neat to know that other people besides myself are looking at this blog.It makes me feel like I have a place in this surreal cyber world. I also have been spending way too much time on www.lookbook.nu , convincing myself that "What the heck!? I could totally do that! I own that! Blah blah blah" (followed by a long strew of German gibberish) So, now I am really inspired and want to dig into my closet to find something rad to wear, which would all be fine and dandy if I weren't sick and about to cough up my innards.

This is the perfect time of year for thrifting, I encourage you all to go find you some nice Grandma sweaters. Meanwhile, I will be here, putting my hair into a comb-over, wishing to not be sick on Christmas.

All my love ----Lexi