Saturday, 31 December 2011

on the eve of a new year.

(because "New Year's Eve" starts to sound funny after hearing/reading it so many times.)

In less than eleven hours' time (from where I'm sitting on my bed, at least), it will no longer be 2011.  It will, in fact, be 2012.

Woah, shocker!

Now, I like New Year's.  I really do.  Despite the fact that I can't remember the last time I actually did something interesting to celebrate it (maybe when I was eleven?  huh).  Or despite the fact that my period has perfect timing, of course, and hey, today seemed like a good day to appear!  So I may or may not be curled in the fetal position (vertically, if that's possible) as I type this.  And I've taken quite a bit of Advil today.  Will that inhibit my champagne-drinking tonight?  Well, maybe it would, if I could drink champagne.  Underage.  Well, damn.

Did I say I like New Year's?

I do, I really do.  Maybe I like the idea.  The idea of a new beginning.  Maybe I just like all the bright lights or the fact that everyone is tripping over themselves to be a nicer/healthier/generally better person in the coming year.

New Year's resolutions never really work for me.  Maybe I've just never formulated them correctly before?  See, I'd think they should work, because I'm a person who doesn't quit until a challenge is completed.  That is, unless the goal is vague and not planned out and then my working towards that goal just sort of fades away slowly, before I even know what's happening.

Funny enough, the former usually happens with experiments generally viewed by the rest of the world as "a bit not good".  The latter is usually vows to exercise more.

This year, I plan (resolve?) to take at least one photograph every day, and also to start saving money to go to England.  Not just complain about not being able to go, but actually save actual money to go there, actually.

What the Mirror Saw has evolved vastly in this past year.  This blog isn't even a whole year old yet, but the differences between my first and most recent posts are stunning... and kind of terrifying!

All my old photos were taken in the guest bathroom... with my cruddy little camera perched on the counter!
Now I have a Nikon D5100, two lenses, a tripod and a remote shutter release.  Also, I'm no loner afraid of what passing
cars might think of me, posing in front of my tripod in the front yard :)

I looked so worried  back then!  Why?  Also, I like my hair a lot better now :)
In 2011, I... started this blog; performed Alice in Wonderland as one of the Alices; did some wonderful photoshoots with Jena; went to Mexico and successfully avoided getting a tan; survived 21 days without eating sugar, caffeine, wheat, or dairy; became obsessed with roadtrips (but not with driving); was featured on the front page of Chictopia; got a 2 on an AP exam; fell in love... with my violin (again)... and with a pair of shoes (but we mutually decided to just stay friends); explored downtown with my friends; finally escaped medication; photographed a wedding; got a haircut; got another haircut; discovered some amazing movies and books; turned sixteen; survived the end of Harry Potter (except not really, because this is never going to end!); got my learner's permit; went to SUUSI; spent two weeks without internet or phone or electronics (in other words, went to hippy camp); "survived" an earthquake; started my junior year of high school; wrote poetry, learned how to make other people happy; fell in love with [and/or became, according to some] Sherlock; wrote a novel in one month; became adept at Photoshop; alternated between telling the truth and telling lies, and sort of learned the difference; made my English teacher cry (tears of joy); maintained all As and Bs in school; and maybe even learned a thing or two about myself.  Maybe.

Maybe this year I'll read all the classics I've bought but haven't finished.  Maybe this year I'll learn to like birthdays.  Maybe this year I'll have my novel printed.  Maybe this year I'll walk more.  Maybe this year I'll cut my hair short.  Maybe this year I'll travel somewhere interesting.  Maybe this year, I'll learn something new.  Maybe this year, I'll teach myself piano.  Maybe this year, I'll replace boredom with happiness.

I wish you all a happy and hopeful year, my friends!


Thursday, 29 December 2011

the forgotten christmas post!

(And the pages have gilded edges!)

red sweater - Aeropostale (wince) // lace cami - also from Aeropostale (I think) // jeans - American Eagle // ballet flats - Nine West // scarf - Kohl's // coat - thrifted // earrings - a little shop in upstate New York

These were going to be posted on Christmas but I didn't ever get around to it - we had so much going on!  Well, not really - we went over to my auntie's again, and I played with my gifts, really.  But my gifts were rather distracting!!

First off, I got a new lens for my camera!  That's what took these photos :) It's a Nikon AF-S Nikkor 50mm f/1.8G and I love it to pieces.  Except not literally, because I want this lens to stay intact for as long as possible!  I also received a few (awesome) books, including all the Sherlock Holmes stories and Inheritance, the final book in Christopher Paolini's Inheritance used-to-be-trilogy.  And scarves!  Lots of scarves!  My brother got me a sweater from Aeropostale... I haven't shopped there in years (I view it as a store for young teens, and anyway there clothes aren't really my style anymore... nor were they ever.  Huh.) but I was determined to style it in a way that was me!  I think it works :)

So... I have several more posts planned out and I'm going to resist posting them right after this one (see, I had thought I'd already posted this stuff!) but maybe I'll cave in and post one.  They're about Christmassy bokeh lights, a creepily awesome old house, a trip to an actual mall with actual decent stores like Urban Outfitters and not just Target, and red lips!  Coming soon to a blog near you...


Saturday, 24 December 2011

a carmelldansen christmas eve.

yellow jumper - thrifted // collared shirt - thrifted // polka dot dress (worn as skirt) - thrifted // tights - DKNY // ankle boots - Steve Madden // leaf necklace - vintage

Merry Christmas Eve!

All of today, I've had the Swedish pop song Caramelldansen stuck in my head!  It's crazy and ridiculous and I have absolutely no clue what it's saying, but it's so damn catchy!  So I sing along and make up the words in English... (In case you're wondering, the video I linked to has Sherlock and John dancing - there's another hilarious video where someone has put Doctor Who clips to the song and subtitled it with what the Swedish words sound like in English.  That's the one I usually sing!)

I was so excited today to visit my auntie and uncle (Zack's parents) to exchange presents and eat cheesecake :)  My aunt recently came home from the hospital after suffering her second stroke.  It was really frightening, especially because she's an extremely healthy woman and they aren't really sure what caused it.  But she's home now and just in time for Christmas(!), which we're all very grateful for.

The highlight of the night was, of course, getting to see her finally home and walking a bit (which is exciting!) - but it didn't hurt that her Christmas present to me was a gift card to Urban Outfitters!  She's the best auntie <3

Now I have to sneakily wrap the rest of my presents (procrastinator?  no, not I!), so I shall bid you adieu!

Have a fabulous Christmas :)


PS - Every time I tie my hair back and have just the chin-length layers hanging forward, I'm always tempted to go straight to my hairdresser and ask for a chin-length cut.  It seems as though every time I get my hair cut, I just want it shorter and shorter and shorter!  What do you think - should I do it?

Friday, 23 December 2011

sivivon to play with and latkes to eat.

My own spin on the Christmas tree, in my room :)

grey shirt - Simply Vera Vera Wang // vest - American Apparel // scarf - World Market // jeans - American Eagle // combat boots - Kohl's

Tonight is the fourth night of Hanukkah!  As I promised in my last post, here are the photos I took with my cousin :)  They're a couple of days late, but I don't think that decreases their adorable-ness one bit.

My family celebrates both Hanukkah and Christmas, because my father comes from a Jewish family and my mother from a Christian one.  While our family isn't particularly religious at all, we love both of the holidays and I feel really lucky to have been raised with two holidays that bring light to the wintertime.

The best part of the winter holidays, I think, is how we mix them together in my house.  We have fairy lights all over the interior of the house (we're not much for outside decorating) - they're wound around the Christmas tree, the staircase bannister, the several menorahs we have, and pretty much anywhere else they'll stay.  Tonight we're having a small Hanukkah party, complete with matzoh ball soup, latkes, and holiday crackers!  Haha - we're very untraditional, as you can see, but our own wacky traditions have always worked for us :)

Mmmm - I can smell the latkes downstairs.... positively mouthwatering!

Happy Hanukkah!  And also happy belated Solstice, and happy early Christmas, Kwanza, New Year, and the like, if I don't get around to another post before/on such holidays.  I'll try!