What’s the plan?

I envy people who can see a clear path to their career goals. They know what they want to do, what they need to major in, and what types of jobs and internships they need to obtain. However, my selected career – sorry, dream, doesn’t have such defined limits. Often I find myself hopelessly lost in college, highly unsure if my major will pay off or if it’s simply a giant waste of time.

However, today I’ve finally put together a plan. After getting a 78% on an exam (and crying for an hour, because it’s the lowest grade I’ve ever gotten on any college exam…ever), I decided I needed to re-prioritize for my health and sanity. Cut to a day later, during a couples massage for my two year anniversary: I am finally relaxed enough to start thinking more clearly. What do I really want?

I think the obvious answer is: I don’t want to work in an office! I want to either be self-employed and/or work from home. I’d be willing to settle on going into an office once a week or once a month. It’s 2018 and I’m going into a business-tech field. I should be able to pull that off. There’s also my absolute dream of becoming a successful novelist. Working from home would be a huge advantage if I want to write on the side.

The National Gallery says that Goya recycled this canvas. Whatever was underneath wasn’t worth saving.

It’s amazing, I was lost for months years, trying to find my plan. And yet, it all came together within twenty-four hours. I think I was meant to have a breakdown yesterday, because I got right back up and put everything back together in a new way. It’s like art. I can paint and paint on a canvas but sometimes covering it all up and starting over produces a better result. Of course the layers are still there underneath, and they may peak through, but that’s part of it’s character.

In conclusion, I’ve learned nothing because my teacher emailed the class today saying she is allowing us to retake one of our exams! Hurrah!

Anyway, can you guess what my next post is about? There’s a hint in the post.

Until next time,

Knurly

There’s no magic, only getting caught taking a selfie in a public bathroom stall…

 Click here for Part I.

OOTD’s seem like an easy type of post, but they’re a bit of a challenge for a terribly unphotogenic person like myself. I probably take (and delete) fifty+ photos before I settle on a few I don’t think are horrible. The really awkward part is taking photos of myself, sometimes in public, especially when my “equipment” consists of an iPhone and propping up said phone on something, hitting the button, running into position, posing, then running back to look at the results, and rinse, repeat, reduce, reuse, recycle…wait a second.

The frustration of having first world problems

There is no magic, only work. It takes effort to produce photos that are worthy of sharing. Sometimes we still come back empty-handed. Sometimes we have to take said photos in between running around doing errands on a time crunch…and sometimes we practically get caught taking a selfie against the nicely tiled wall of the single-stall bathroom because we forgot to lock the door.

The situation was as follows:

-I was trying to get my laundry done

-My friend was supposed to be picking me up at 3

-It was 2-something

-I realized my body spray perfectly matched the theme of my outfit and snapped a picture

-I realized the tiled background was nice and matched the theme of my outfit

-I propped my phone on the damn sink to take the shot….

And then the door opened. I IMMEDIATELY grabbed everything, as the guy apologized for opening the door, and said “oh no, I was just done. no problem.”

Yes, problem. I didn’t lock the damn door. And this was a laundromat bathroom.  Awkward.

I don’t know what’s worse: the fact that I thought this BATHROOM would be a good place to take selfies, the awkwardness, or the fact that I’m admitting all this on the internet. Hmm.

Anyway, stay tuned for Part III: The Tropigoth, in which I’m wearing these damn sunglasses. I wish I could tell you everything else that happened this day, but it’s all person information. Damn, what was I saying – the best stories are the ones we cannot tell? Sounds about right.


-Knurly 

I will never wear these again + the parachute dress

They sucked me in! I saw these babies while waking down the street and they are two for 12. I’ve wanted some Octogon sunglasses for a long time. I like the way they look on my face, and not to mention, the blue tint matched my outfit. I also bought a pair in black, but that’s besides the point right now.

Real subtle.

I should cue you guys in, I love conceptual pieces of clothings/outfits. I scored this particular dress at a thrift store for no more than 5 bucks. It reminds me of a parachute with all the ropes and zippers. It’s a charcoal blue color, which is just a few shades away from navy blue, my mortal enemy as a black-lover. However, it works well with black, so all is forgiven. Except for these bad photos, because you can’t really see the dress in all it’s glory. I’ve cinched it at the waist but it looks more parachute-y when loose.

“So what’s wrong with these sunglasses,” you’re wondering. Sorry, let me get to that part. After taking these photos I looked at these sunglasses and thought “wow, I am never going to wear these again.” And why would I have any reason to believe otherwise? These are blue and yellow, I wear tons of black and grey. They don’t exactly match the rest of my wardrobe. The title of this post could also be “Knurly buys shit they doesn’t need episode 32634 and one-half.” Does it bother you how I’ve mixed numbers and “one-half?” It should.

Back to me being vain. Since this is my parachute dress, I had to test it’s effectiveness. Unfortunately, I could not get any photos of me jumping (the photographer aka my friend was not willing to jump out of the plane with me) but here’s one of me landing safely:

Those are shorts and not my underwear, I don’t know you like that, I promise

Skydiving tested, Knurly approved.

Also, shout-out to you if you recognize this place. By the way, never pay for parking here, just cross the bridge and park on the residential streets like I do.

Finally: *really* important question guys, why do vendors with lots of sunglasses always have signs that say “no photos?” Is it because they’re selling knockoff designs or what? Do they not want want people taking a photo wearing the glasses and then not buying them? I wish to know the truth.

Anyway stay tuned for part two where I end up wearing these sunglasses again. 


Dress – Thrifted

Bralette – eBay

Shoes – Converse, Burlington Coat Factory

Sunglasses – random store whose name I cannot remember but who cares, because these sunglasses were the only thing that wasn’t overpriced there

Necklace that you can’t see – local store

Hat – also thrifted why do I even bother with these


-Knurly 

The Googly Eye Mask & what to do with old projects?

Yes it’s true, she didn’t have the most glamorous upbringing. It was a random summer day (was it summer? I can’t remember) and my friends and I, bored out of or suburbian minds, wandered into a Micheal’s craft store. As soon as we meandered into the kids section I knew what I had to do. A couple dollars, some glue, and a few minutes later I gave birth to the ultimate creation. BEHOLD: THE GOOGLY EYE MASK.

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Remember when people like Jenna Marbles and MadeYewLook were sticking googly eyes all over their bodies? I was inspired (no, I was bored) and I created this little googly eye mask. Of course, I didn’t have a blog to share it with! Hopefully this post won’t be too passe for you, but I love this little mask! Cheapest and easiest thing I’ve ever made. And maybe she’s not the most high-brow woman at the masquerade, but she’s still my lady.

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Here’s the real question I have for you: what should I do with this? Future Halloween costume component? Rob some banks? Don’t worry, they won’t know it’s me. I’ll be wearing a mask.

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I mean really…what do I do now? Give me reason to keep this

Tell me, has anyone else completed little spur-of-the-moment, or even planned projects, only to realize that you’ve now accumulated one more piece of clutter? I love to create things for the purpose of creating! I don’t think about what I’m going to do after I’m done. Please help a blogger out here.

-Knurly