And every little thing you do I do adore.

I'm in a cutesy mood today.

Like, teacups and kittens and dresses and nail polish.

Actually, now that I kind of thought that through, I'm in the mood for those things all of the time.

Oh, well, I'm in an Emily Jardine mood today.

My mama found a tutorial on the lovely Pinterest today that teaches you how to make your own maxi skirts. We decided we are going to make a whole legion of maxi skirts. Because they are pretty much the comfiest thing, and what does a college student want more than comfy clothes?

Speaking of clothes, remember a few posts ago where I was talking about modesty? And then remember the next one where I was kinda like, "Oh hai I want to make a fashion blog, but hai, I hate my clothes, and they are way lame and not cuh-ute." Well, I still want to do it. I even picked out a blog name, and reserved the domain name, and even made a cute little blog title banner. Now I just have to get some cute clothes so I can write about them.

Like maxi skirts.

Woohoo!

Once my wardrobe is sufficiently adorbs, I will make all of you read this new fashion blog I speak of. Because I really do like clothes. And I really do value modesty. And I really do want to blog about it.

The end.

P.S. Speaking of kittens (remember?! we were talking about kittens!), my poor cat Harvey is feeling sick lately. He has been throwing up every few hours for the past two days, and he's doing that pitiful thing that cats sometimes do where they burrow under blankets to hide their shamefulness. It is quite a sad thing. We even tried to cheer him up by turning on the bathtub so it trickles water down for him to drink and wash his hands. He usually loves that! But he just looked at it and laid back down. Poor Harvey. If you would, keep him in your prayers. He is my little buddy, and I really want him to get better and play with me. Thank you!

My bedroom.

So I'm getting ready to redo/redecorate my bedroom, because well, it doesn't really have a look to it, really, at all. I don't know what I was going for originally, seriously. Nothing matches, I really don't have good organization, and my dresser is totally broken. And my closet has no system. I seriously got the lamest closet. It has one shelf way up high that goes across it, and one big long pole underneath that for the hangers and stuff. I know that's kind of a standard closet, but it's just small, and I wish there were more shelves and the space was more efficient. Anyway, I just went on a closet rant. Point is, I've never really been satisfied with the way my bedroom looks. It's cluttered, mismatched (and not in a cute mismatched way), and it's kind of little kiddish. It just doesn't work for me. So I brainstormed some ideas, and when I told my mom the theme (I know, I'm weird because I do themes...) I wanted to do, she kind of did a facepalm.
I told her I wanted to have a cozy, soft, grandma kind of feel in there. There is nothing better than stepping into old people's houses. There are crocheted blankies, vintage pillows, embroired  quotes about what really matters in life, fake flowers in ceramic vases, china sets displayed in cases, yummy food smells. And there's always either a puzzle or a game of cards somewhere on the table. They always have pictures of their grandkids or other people they love, quirky knick-knacks on a shelf up high, and it just feels nice. I want my room to be like that. Here's some of my inspiration:

Also, grandma stuff is in thrift stores. And thrift stores rock because they are cheap. And I am all about cheap.

 Stillll job hunting! Anyone know more than I do about what's hiring out there?
Awesome. Thanks.

Sick day.

I went to bed last night feeling quite yucky. I almost threw up, and I couldn't sleep because of this nagging nausia feeling. Don't you hate that, when you're at the point where you wish it would just come out, but it's just lingering, and your stomach is yelling at you, and you're like, "You know what, dude? Either let it all out or just cool it!"

That's how the past 12 hours have been for me. Good times.

So, today I am taking my first sick day in a very long time. I think my last one was about this time last year. Which is kind of a record for me. I used to be sick a lot. Pink eye, pneumonia, pink eye with a side of pneumonia, ear infections, strep throat, or just plain sinus infections. I have quite a flimsy immune system. Fortunately, this year I have been able to keep myself pretty healthy. I've never even missed a day of my senior year until now. Pat me on the back. So now, since it's like my first sick day in forever, I'm kind of twitching and having an anxiety attack. I've never missed Ms. Bogg's cosmetology class. I need to help my english group finish our outline. There's a choir concert in two days. I'm missing a video in government. I'm freaking out, people, freaking ouuuuut.

So, to distract myself from the atrocity of my school absence today, lets talk about something else. Hmmm....

Oh riiiiiight! Shoes and clothes and hair. That's usually a pretty good distraction for a beauty school student. ;)

Oh! P.S. See that haircolor on the Disney Channel girl in the last picture? I totally want that haircolor. Maybe I'm bold enough to color it? Maybe... :)

mascara?

so, guys, this is kind of a weird post, and i wouldn't be surprised if you just rolled your eyes and moved on the next blog on your feed. but maybe if you're in a good mood, hear me out.

so i'm kind of picky with mascara.

right now i'm using loreal voluminous,

annnnnd i hate it.

i need something that looks natural. i can't stand having tarantula eyes (that's the problem with loreal voluminous, it gave me tarantula eyes in only a couple of swipes). i also would like something thickening, but relatively natural-looking. i don't really need lengthening mascara, i already have long eyelashes, they're just sparse, that's why i need the thickening stuff. also, i'd prefer something from the drugstore. i don't mess around, people.

i've heard good things about

maybelline xxl pro (2-step process)

loreal paris double extention beauty tubes

maybelline the colossal volum

maybelline the falsies volume express

so what do you guys use? do you like it? what's the best mascara you know of? what do you recommend?

do tell.

fashion.

I love fashion. It allows me to play dress-up on a daily basis! Here are some of my favorite finds.

Pardon me for my lack of excitement, but I'm not entirely thrilled.

If this isn't hilarious, then my world is crushed.

{Pardon Me by He is We}

Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you.

Swooning time.

{Dear John by Taylor Swift}

I'm gonna be the one who goes along with you.

I am STILL addicted to Veggie Tales Sweetpea Beauty. Like really. I made a Snoodlerella Easter egg, for goodness sakes. I've watched the episode like 4 times in the past two days. One of those times was at 10:00 at night. I've had dreams about this episode. Awesome. I am in the process of memorizing all of the Snoodlerella one, really. It'd probably be more convenient for my purposes.

Here is an exerpt. It's a spoiler if you haven't seen it, but it's my favorite part, so I couldn't contain myself. If you don't want to read it, you can scroll down. But I thought you might like it. It's from Snoodlerella, which is a twist off of Cinderella, where a girl (named Snoodlerella) with "glasses, braces, uncontrollable hair, and cumbersome graces" gets a makeover from Madame Blueberry and her woodland creature assistants. The makeover will only last until midnight, in which time Snoodlerella goes to a ball at the villages palace (just like Cinderella). As the clock strikes twelve, all of the people in the ballroom disappear, and she is alone with her old looks once again. Here's where the excerpt starts:

Again, there she stood, with glasses and braces,

Uncontrollable hair, and cumbersome graces.

So back to herself in that hall all alone,

She sat down her cup and turned to go home.

"Excuse me, young lady," a voice asked,

"If I might,"

"With permission of course have the last dance tonight?"

"With me?" she asked, startled, as she turned to the voice.

"You must be mistaken. I'm an aweful poor choice."

"Who told you you're aweful?" he asked,

"How do you know?"

"Can't you see for yourself?

The whole world tells me so."

Then onto the dance floor walked the King as he said:

"Would you like to, child, hear what I think instead?"

Then the hall filled with music as the King took her hand.

She asked, "Your majesty, please, I don't understand."

"I think you're beautiful," said the King as he smiled.

"I treasure you deeply, you're lovely my child.

I think you are beautiful, your hair and your braces,

Your glasses and clothes, your cumbersome graces.

And many more traits that I could speak of.

There's nothing about you I don't truly love.

"You're kind and you're honest,

Funny and smart.

You're really quite charming, you have a good heart."

"You're majesty," she asked as a tear came in view,

"I'd like to believe you. Is that really true?"

"Of course it is true, every word that I say.

Daughter, I am the King. And I made you that way.

"I delight in your beauty. You're wonderfully made.

I knew you before this foundation was laid.

You're precious to me, every hair on your head.

Daughter, hear and believe." the Snoodle king said.

..............................................................................................

I know you're crying. I did. I freakin' love that show. SERIOUSLY. Go watch it. It's on Netflix.

Happy day.

{I Would Be (500 Miles) by The Proclaimers}

My old dog does a little singing, late at night when the moon gets bright

Things I will purchase when I get a job {and I better get a job..}:

This dress.

Every time I go to Down East Basics, I stare and swoon over this dress. Basically, I am dying for it.

Speak Now Album

I still don't have this album. And I'm a Taylor Swift fan. {P.S. I think that girls who say they hate her are secretly lying, even to themselves. There's no freakin' way.}

Jeans

I have had only 3 pairs of jeans like all schoolyear. And they're the same 3 pairs. They are all gross and ratty and getting to be highwaters. I need new ones.

Nutella

I really don't think I need to explain.

(Everything is Fine by Josh Turner)

I hope tears of joy are in your eyes

My spring break (thus far):

This is Rachel. I fur-reakin' love her. Like a lot. We spent all Tuesday job-huntin', jeans-huntin', yogurt-consumin', senior pictures-gettin', and movie-watchin'.

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I also fell in love with a few movies this week:

Princess Protection Program

Umhello. Why haven't I seen this movie until now?? It completely completes my life. I almost cried. OhmyheckIlovethismovie.

VeggieTales Sweetpea Beauty

I actually DID cry for this one. I don't want to spoil it. You will have to go on Netflix and see for yourself. OH my goodness. I could watch this one every day.
But this is a music video for a song in the movie. This song made me cry too. Every girl needs to hear this song.

(Mama's Song by Carrie Underwood)

Have I ever told you of my hopeless girliness?

It's quite pathetic, actually.

I know some of you out there are quite the tomboys, so before continuing to read this post, I suggest you get yourself some sort of trash can or paper bag or bucket or something to contain the barf you will soon expel due to the "gross girliness" of this post.

Let it begin.
1. I really love purses quite passionately. I'm not like a collector or anything because, HELLOOO, I'm not made of dang money or anything. But when I go to Tinkerbell and Downeast Basics and Target and such, I just like to smile at those babies and do a little skippidy-doo-da inside.

2. Yes, I am one of those girls that does their nails to make themselves feel better. There's something about a fresh coat of bright, happy polish that makes me feel, well, polished. I just really like looking down at my fingers and seeing something bright and lovely. It makes my day.

3. I often die in jewelry/accessory stores. Like Charming Charlie, Tinkerbell, Claires, Icing, you know the places. I love finding little trinkets and trying them on. It makes me do that little inside skippidy-doo-da I spoke of before.
4. Um, hey, DUH, I'm in beauty school. You're kind of marked at least SOMEWHAT girly when you make the decision to join that thing. And if that weren't enough, my fellow classmates laugh at me because I do that skippidy-doo-da thing in class, when something I do ends up looking good.
5. Well we might as well mention the "skippidy-doo-da" thing. It's kind of like a spasm and a skip and a hop all at the same time. Sometimes followed by a "SQUEEE!!" But don't worry. I DO NOT "SQUEEE". That's too much for me. The skippidy-doo-da move allows me to quietly be giddy and giggly and think cutesy thoughts, while not being obnoxious. Hooray.
{p.s. definitely don't have a picture depicting "skippidy-doo-da"}

6. I love chick flicks. Too bad I live in a house with two boys and a little elfish girl. They don't know the meaning of chick flick. I get dirty looks if I even TRY to snuggle up to "A Walk to Remember", "Penelope", or even "A Little Princess". And if any kissing occurs?? Eyeballs start getting scraped out of skulls. So long story short, that's why I love girls nights and princess powwows and such. Because where else am I going to get my "awww" movies??

7. People. My bedroom is pink. Like, ballerina pink. The kind that many get sick off of. I love it. It makes me feel Emily-ish.
8. I freaking love shopping. I know I sound stupid and gross. But I really do. I think part of it is my slight competitive streak, which makes me feel victorious when I find something lovely for dirt cheap when I know that people have paid some full expensive price for the same thing. My favorite stores {right now}? Rue21, Ross, Savers, DownEast Basics, Tinkerbell, Romy, and Forever21. Bahh. Those places make me skippidy-doo-da.
9. I wish I could still be a ballerina. If I had time, I totally would. It's quite good for you. It makes your muscles all rock-hard, and your posture super duper great. And, you know,

you feel like a fairy. :)

10. Hair bows and hair clips and headbands oh my! I love them, oh yes I do. And I have a whole dang lot of them, too. An entire over-the-door hanger just FULL of them. Bliss.

You are now convinced that Emily Jardine is a loonie girl. Very nice.

P.S. By the way, I still love Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, wrestling with dogs, chasing ducks, hiking, getting mud between my toes, etc. I'm not a total priss. Goodness me.