i decree today that life is simply taking and not giving

My beautiful friend Natalie and I. If you're reading this, you're probably already my friend and already know her. But we can all agree she's pretty fantastic, no?

Just bought Lady Gaga's new album, very excited to listen to it. The album cover...you know, I'm not crazy about it. She's a motorcycle. But she was just born that way, I guess. But HOLY WOW, I'm listening to "Scheiße" (that symbol was awfully difficult to acquire) and German has never sounded so good. Seriously, that's a pretty ugly language (I'm sorry.) and she is just making it sound scrumptious.

In other news, I've recently picked up the harmonica. My repertoire includes a slightly choppy rendition of "Hey Jude". That's all. (But I'm working on it).

(Still Ill: The Smiths)

the very picture of my life philosophy

i hardly look like a hero at all

Devilish doings or angelic antics?

(70 Million: Hold Your Horses!)

sophie is not addicted to speed, but likes quotes from people who once were

you always fall for what you desire or what you fear

My cousin Charlie has the most insanely fantastic eyelashes I've ever seen. A seven year old boy does not need eyelashes as amazing as these, but he has them. Lucky little nugget.

(The Well & The Lighthouse: Arcade Fire)

so soldier on, soldier on

Well, it's been four wildly long years with my previous blog name (one I'd rather not mention. It's still a little shameful, but I was eleven, guys. Anything goes when you're eleven.) I've been wanting to change the name pretty much the week after I created it, but I (clearly) do not bode well with tough decisions. I kept a tiny notebook of words for exactly ten months, and dizzyspells was the only one that stuck in my head (a word taken from the title of Andrew Bird's "Fitz & the Dizzyspells" that I find hilarious and adorable).

Although I still can't remember why I didn't go with my sister's suggestion...


This feels good. I needed a break from the eleven year old me that boxed this blog in so much. With this, I'm going to explore different things on this blog. Everything won't be so...the same. I'm wondering just as much as you are about where this will go, but I'm liking the idea that it can actually go somewhere.

I also don't know who's reading this, since I cannot figure out how to redirect my URL. I'll probably never figure it out. So there's that.

(I had to have a title from Fitz & the Dizzyspells)

i would go out tonight, but i haven't got a stitch to wear

How about some more catch-up, after what appears to be my longest hiatus in this blog's history? Essentially, I can't remember anything after these shoes came into my life. They melted my brain into a beautiful, glittery puddle and nothing else matters. After the sequin blazer, I was convinced I couldn't own anything sparklier. I shouldn't speak so soon. But since January, I have turned 16 and this blog has turned 4. 4 years old. Damn. Also, denim+denim is still a winner in my book.

lucky brand shirt, pilcro & the letterpress jeans, patricia blanchet shoes, vintage ring, vintage belt

Also, I have the best friends ever who do awesome things for my birthday.

(This Charming Man: The Smiths)