Chapter 2 / Day 8

me sick.

for real. I actually threw up in the Library today.

embarrassing? oh just a wee bit.

As ‘unAudrey’ as it is to share such personal disgusting information with you- I still felt the need to. More so- to humor my future self when I read over this blog in like 5 years.  Plus I have a horrible habit of sharing too much information.

Anyway- I’m going to bed now. I hate that it seems as though I’m always moaning about some thing or another- I feel like I’ve been more sick this year then all my past years added up. Strange huh?

So I hope to get back to ya’ll tomorrow with something interesting.

bye beautiful people.

xxcharlie

p.s. you wanna know what’s annoying? Once you’re married– if you ever get sick… no matter by what cause, people will still ask you in that cheeky little ‘know-it-all’ tone… “You’re not pregnant are yooou??”

You could be knowingly seasick, go on a cruise and then eat bad shrimp in front of everyone. But as soon as you complain of a little bit of nausea- I guarantee someone will ask you… “You’re not pregnant are yooou??”

Chapter 2 / Day 7

Bonjour,

How was everyone’s Bastille day?? Bon? haha or Bonne? I really don’t know.

So, I’m still pretty blogged out- but I need to catch up before July is over and I end up with only 10 posts. I’ve been quite slack. I suppose it’s already settled that I can’t do this every day. I’ll just keep going as often as I can. haha. I sound so lame. Anyway.

So the singing has been fun. I have pretty much had A Whole New World on repeat today. My brother showed me this video on youtube of the in-studio recording of the song. It’s gold. So magical. haha. No really, their voices/faces/body language just comes to life and is so… well, Disney. Take a look:

Ahh I love it. Why can’t I sing like Lea Salonga?? sad face.

So dearest www. How are you?? How’s life and stuff? Nice. I’m just doing this and that. You know. Nothing really. I looked into my course I wanted to do- and guess what? They don’t offer French. How can a language university not offer French?! What kind of place is this?? So anyway. Agghh I just don’t know what to do. It’s so hard having dreams and goals and just being stuck. Not the French thing. Just dreams in general. Why is it that everything I love and adore- I’m not able to do? Why do passions stir up in us if we don’t have the talent for it? Why am I sounding like a whiney little baby? Stopping now.

‘every turn a surprise! every moment red letter!’ … yeah I’m still listening to it.

So now that I’ve made us all bored, lets move on to an ‘Audrey’ goal. Something easy. Something that doesn’t require changing your vocal chords. hmm.

Now I know the majority of these seems shallow or silly or futile, but I really do continue with them and notice improvements. Like the ‘Good Wife’ one- it’s always in the back of my mind and I constantly try to make an effort at being a better wife. Same with the ‘French Girl’ one, I’ve started reading that one book and I’m going to the French Festival tomorrow. Oh and the dancing one– I’ve been doing 20 minutes each day… small, but a start. Not to mention the hair, skin, spend time with family. They are all continuing to circle in my repertoire of habits. So at least I feel like I’m improving.

But for today. hmm. hmm hmm. Okay, how can I word this. I mentioned how I love to act hey? Well, how can I make that a goal? The problem is, I really love it and would love to pursue it… except for when I snap into reality and remember how competitive and unlikely it is that I’d succeed. But who cares.

My brother, who’s in the film business (behind the camera), told me to just completely have a try. Really make sure that I want to do it… and see if I’m even any good. He recommended learning a monologue or something and filming myself. Getting used to a camera and learning lines. He mentioned this like… 5 months ago. haha, better late than never right? You see, I really like acting. I like scripts. I like being a character. I like the emotions of a story. I would seriously be happy just being in a local town play. I’m not talking the big times here. Just acting for acting sake.

So there. That’s the goal I suppose. Practice my acting. Get a monologue together- and (swallow) film myself. Blech… that’s so the last thing I want to do. Can’t I just practice in front of a mirror or something? No no- ’cause I need to see if I’m even any good. Don’t worry though, I’m the last person to compliment myself- and I’m sure I’ll be my harshest critic…  so there will be no ‘wow, I’m awesome!’ — if I actually stink. I guess the only fear is that my low confidence could stop me from pursuing it at all. hmm. Whatever- I’ll give it a try.

As for monologues… any suggestions? In school I did the entire scene from Breakfast at Tiffany’s when Holly first meets Fred. That was fun and I got an A. The embarrassing thing is remembering myself in an over-sized mens tuxedo shirt. Yuck. But still, I love it. I love escaping into a character- being someone else. One monologue I really like (kind of a monologue) is from the movie June Bug. Amy Adams’ character has just met her new sister-in-law and can’t seem to contain her excitement.

This is the best I could find on YouTube, it actually has lots of scenes from her in the movie. But the one I’m specifically talking about is her at the table, asking all the questions. Anyway. Take a peek, it’s adorable:

haha, it’s so good. She should’ve won the Oscar. Ah well.

So there we have it. I’m gonna head off,and help my parents paint there living room. woot.

oh, here’s a recipe for strawberry ‘n creme shortcake (easiest recipe in the world) that I made last night. Try it. yum.

Strawberry ‘n Creme Shortcake

ingredients:

• strawberries (however many you want… more is better)
• shortcake (or make your own… show off)
• 2 cups of sugar (more or less to your liking)
• whipped creme of your choice (In a can is fun- but it tends to collapse)

how to:

• slice the strawberries up (thicker or thinner to your preference)
• when they are all sliced wash them and put them in a bowl
• pour the sugar in the bowl and mix up the strawberries with the sugar (enjoy the slimeyness and eat about 7 to make sure they’re okay… that’s why I said more strawberries are better.)
• put the bowl in the icebox to keep cool.
• now all you have to do is decide how you want to serve it.
• we decided to put it in individual bowls- so we cut up the shortcake and put 4 cube sized pieces in each individual bowl
• once you have decided how you want your cake, all you have to do is pour the strawberries over the cake and then top with creme
• if you want to get fancy- you can layer it up with cake/strawberries/creme/strawberries/cake/creme/drizzle of strawberry juice… lo que sea.
• just make sure to serve cold- and don’t add the creme until you are ready to serve… you don’t want it too soggy. But you do want the cake to get a bit of strawberry juice- ’cause it can get dry. So yep.
• it’s really all about your own likes/dislikes for proportions, style, texture etc.
• bon appetit!

Quote for the day: “I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.”  -Oscar Wilde

Chapter 2 / Day 6

hey ya’ll.

I’m blogged out. My momma’s a teacher and she is starting this mathematics blog for her students. Yep. I said ‘mathematics blog’ … could anything be worse?

yes. She asked me to help her out with it, and for the past 2 days it’s pretty much all I’ve done.

Maths wasn’t my best subject in school- so creating a blog about the topic was a wee bit hard. I still secretly enjoyed working on it though.

I am now sore with fingers and a mind that hurts. I will admit, that I wish I was mathable or mathintelligent or something. Good at maths? Yeah that’s it, I wish I was good at maths.

For momma’s blog- I put all these quotes about Maths on there… they made me feel ignorant and dumb. They were all really wise and so passionate about numbers and stuff. There was even one from Natalie Portman about her love of math! pffft. Okay so I’m jealous. I wonder if Audrey was good at math? Probably…

Needless to say- I just can’t blog today. Completely blogged out- and I can’t even think about ‘Audreyness’.

I will tell you though that the singing has got off to a good start. All day I had my iTunes going while math-blogging. I went from Astaire to Sinatra to Brooke Fraser to the GLEE soundtrack. It’s nice bursting out ballads… not so nice when your voice stinks.

oh well.

daily goal? divide the hours I’ve been awake by the hours I’ve been asleep and then, um well… okay I lost myself at ‘divide’… how about I wait until tomorrow and make up a real goal. esta bien?

chao lovely ones. I’m off to bed.

xocharlie.

daily quote:
If you think dogs can’t count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then giving Fido only two of them.  ~Phil Pastoret

Chapter 2 / Day 5

¡Felicitaciones España!

Okay, so I haven’t given up on the blog. But the last few days have been nuts. No internet. I started writing draft-blogs, by working offline- and they didn’t save! agggh. But this is pretty much what I wrote yesterday and saved on Word. So if anything doesn’t make sense, it’s ’cause it’s a day old.

Even though I have gotten behind on a few days now, I have still been busy busy. Lots of dinners last week- some at my place, some at others. Also a sleepover with my niece. So it has still been an enjoyable last few days. So here’s yesterdays entry:

Firstly, if it’s not all over your local news program (where the flip do you live?!), then you must know by now that

SPAIN WON THE WORLD CUP.

Okay so I was trying to think which one of those words would be appropriate to capitalise… but then as I went on, I realised the whole sentence needed to stand out. They won, they won, they won. Not just any win either, it was beautiful. They spent the whole game getting abused by the Dutch (please any Dutch out there, don’t abuse me for saying so). They got tripped, flipped and chest kicked!

What’s crazy is that I really thought Netherlands had played quite well during the whole World Cup. I was even a wee bit nervous going into the game, because I knew what focused and dedicated players they were. But no. They were really quite childish. It was such a shame for the final, to watch half of the game being about Yellow Cards and replays of dives. The best thing though was the justice. After the dozens of times that Iniesta (a mid-fielder!) had been messed with, he finally is the one to get the goal. And with only a few minutes left of the game (even though another 30 minutes had to be added on), it felt like a slim chance that the Dutch were going to score. They didn’t, the time stopped and woo- the Spaniards won! So yes, I shall stop on the Mundial… for now. I will miss it though. Waking up at odd hours and getting together with the family to watch it. Ah well, tour de france anyone?

So I also had some friends (that I went to school with) over my house for dessert and coffee. One is a school admin worker and the other is an actress. It’s… interesting, when we get together. haha- we’ve all changed a little bit since school, but still manage to carry on conversation and laugh until we spit our drink out. We’re getting better at not actually spitting the drinks out, and managing to just bow our heads and swallow. Still fun though. Oh! and I made little Banoffee pies in cups like I said I wanted to… they worked out perfectly- so much prettier than stacked on a plate.

The latest ‘Audrey’ goal has been going fairly well too. Remember, holding my tongue? Being agreeable? Appropriately agreeable though… not a push over. T’was a little hard with my friends the other night. It’s often very difficult with my family. But still, I’m trying and doing okay.

How is the www going? Let’s see, last time I wrote anything- I was ready to watch the movie NINE. Anyone else see it? Okay honestly, I was so disappointed. There was like 4 of my favourite actress’ in the film, and I found it rather meh. I wanted to like it, don’t get me wrong, I wanted to like it so badly. I just didn’t. The storyline seemed like a good one… but I don’t know. The songs weren’t that great melodically- and lyrically… well it was almost laughable. The first main song (not the one with all the girls, but the solo with Guido) sounded like something from a Dr. Seuss book. Oh, I love Dr. Seuss- he’s a genius. I read ‘Oh the places we’ll go’ at my wedding. But, you see- the songs were really rhymey and odd… wee bit juvenile. Hold on, let me go google some lyrics.

I would like to be here, I would like
To be there,
I would like to everywhere at once.
I know that’s a contradiction in terms,
And it’s a problem, especially when
My body’s clearing forty as my mind is
Nearing ten.

So anyway. Though I didn’t really enjoy the film, I do love musicals in general. My whole life I’ve wanted to sing, act and dance. Unfortunately I’m a triple threat. But not in the good way. Actually in all honesty, I think I’d be a good actress. Singing and dancing are a different story though. Speaking of which. I really want to practice my singing. I know I’ll never be Maria Callas or anything, but I’d love to at least be able to carry a tune- and not make people cringe when they hear me. You know what, I’d be happy just to hum nicely. You know how those Disney princesses are always humming? That’d be nice. So yes, lame as it may be- I want to try out my singing. I took lessons last year with this amazing teacher. But um, didn’t really work out. She scared me a little.

So, worthy for a daily goal you ask? Claro que si. I mean why not? Obviously not something that is done in a day, but I can definitely work on it. Audrey had quite the lovely voice. Apparently not good enough for My Fair Lady, but still lovely. I didn’t even like the voice of the lady in My Fair Lady… too…  something. Anyway, Audrey sang lovely, and I think ‘Audrey’ would too. I think it’s a nice thing for anyone to have. I’m not expecting to be on Broadway or anything, but I’d at least like the idea of singing my kids to sleep and having them… enjoy it.

I mentioned that my niece slept over the other night. We got home pretty late, so I couldn’t spoil her with treats and movies the way her Abuela does. But I did let her have fun in the morning. She had a big bubble bath, then we curled her hair, then she got to try on my clothes (which swallowed her) and then we watched Thumbelina. I’d love to act like it was a big sacrifice for me to sit and watch a cartoon, but oh my goodness, I love that movie. I seriously dream about Tim Burton making a real life version of the movie and casting me as Thumbelina. haha how pathetic. No but really, it’d be so cool. If I saw myself as any cartoon character, it’d be her. Well, maybe a bit of Belle as well.. and Aurora. Okay okay, I’m really showing my Disney geekness.

So yes.

um. So. I might go now. If you remember last weeks goal it was all about growing up and focusing on getting myself in gear. So I really should keep at that. I’ve been doing okay I suppose. But now with the World Cup over, and a laid back week coming up- I really should make the most of it- and do my research on the next steps I need to be taking.

I know this blog is kinda lame. Sometimes I read over what I write, or even just over the Daily Goal… and I think, wow. Who would really care. haha. I’m not as superficial as it may appear. I just like to be able to take 30 minutes out of the day, to write about frivolous things and carry on as though my biggest stress in life is trying to have Audrey Hepburn eyebrows. So please don’t think too low of me. It’s just nice to write sometimes. Especially about nothing. Perhaps that’s how the Seinfeld script was formed. hmm.

On that note. I shall go. My father bought all these roses for my momma that were on sale. I now get the fun job of placing them around the house. Roses aren’t my favourite or anything- but they sure do look pretty around a house. As long as you don’t have white ones everywhere. That makes one think someone has died. eek.

chao homies.

daily quote:

The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing. Zephaniah 3:17

Chapter 2 / Day 4

Viva España!!!

That is now my new greeting, replacing hello and the like. So homies, howz it?

Have you noticed that South Africans constantly say ‘Howz it?’ as in How.Is.It? ‘It’ representing ‘life’ and ‘you’ in general. I have this beautiful South Portufrican (Portuguese/South African) friend. She’s top class and always greets me with, ‘How’s it dahl?’ ‘dahl’ meaning darling I presume. Dr. Livingstone I presume. Sorry I have this OCD habit of saying that every time I say ‘I presume‘.

Anyway. How’s it really? Cool. Or ‘Chévere’ …as they say  in Venezuela.

So, I rented out the movie NINE yesterday and need to take it back to the machine before the night is up. Soo, I must go watch it now- then if I’m not asleep I will come back to blog about Audrey, Spain, la vida etc.

chao for now.

POW! I’m gone.

Chapter 2 / Day 3

Hello,

So it’s a lovely overcast day. I’m drinking black Colombian coffee with a side piece of rich chocolate fudge. I figure I’m allowed to happily eat the fudge, seeing as I made it and know all that went in. That’s good reasoning right? Anyway, so yes. I’m enjoying this moment and decided to add to the atmosphere with a little happy-go-depressing music in the background. I love HGD music, as it reminds me of my younger years where every song represented some moment in my life that the Artist had obviously written specifically for me. I’m talking about those acoustic artists who use cellos and their roughsmooth vocals to pull on your heart strings. You know the ones right? I’ll list a few of my favourites in a wee second.

Being married, I can’t get into this style of music as much as I used to, ’cause I just can’t manage to put myself in that lonely-why-doesn’t-he-love-me? mood. I still can appreciate the quality though and am more than happy to pass it on to any of the lonely or depressed in the www:

• Damien Rice w/ Lisa Hannigan – My all time favourite. I absolutely love them, and to see them live is incredible. Unfortunately Damien no longer sings with Lisa… so who knows how his next album will turn out. Lisa though has continued to do her own thing, and has succeeded wonderfully.
• Bon Iver- Not sure how to describe his brilliance. But I love his wolf howling sound of music. Before you illegally download, just check out a song on Youtube and see if you like him.
• Dashboard Confessional - He was great when it was just him and no band. Listen to some of the old stuff and enjoy as you scream at the top of your lungs, on behalf of him- for the girl who got away. Being all guy songs about a girl… the lyrics are actually pretty girly. Amazing. But girly.
• Copeland - Sweet acoustic/rock or more rock than acoustic. Soft rock? Whatever. It’s good. Great perhaps. Hold on let me ask my 16-year-old self. Apparently they’re awesome.
• The Fray – My 16-year-old self is also reminding me that I discovered these guys before they got mainstream. Ah well. They’re still okay. Listen to the old stuff.
• City & Color – “when you cry, a piece of my heart dies…knowing that I may have been a part” ….okay so if that lyric isn’t a little heart-tugging what is? Let your first song that you illegally download be- ‘The Girl’. Or you could pay for it on iTunes.. whatever.
• Missy Higgins – Another one of those whose earlier music I prefer. Thanks to my brother for alerting me of this Australian singer. I think you’ll like her. Or not. But it will definitely be one or the other.
• Glen Hansard - Pretty much the soundtrack for the movie Once. I haven’t heard much of Glen besides that, and a few of The Frames songs.
• Howie Day – I loved this guy until I saw him. So therefore I’m not going to put a video up. Something about his face looked like a tool. I know that’s a horrible thing to say. His voice is good though. If you haven’t heard ‘Collide’ from when it went mainstream… then listen to that. Then listen to ‘She Says’.
• David Gray – The mature of the bunch. He’s just good. Talented, Experienced and Good. TEG.

Okay I’m gonna stop. I’ll never finish otherwise. You see, I wanted to stick to a sort of group. That’s why I didn’t go into R&B HGD songs, nor any of the classics– 80′s and before. I just wanted to stick with this for now. After all, I have to build up some respect for you to even think about taking my music advice. So that’s it for now.

Oh! The whole reason I brought up any of that, was because of the song I was currently listening to. I heard it when I was watching an old SYTYCD clip on youtube. So it’s probably old and already been through its cool stage. But anyway, it’s called ‘So Sorry’ by Maria Mena. It’s sweet and sad and lovely.

moving on…

The last goal was focused on Growing Up. Did you love my J.M. Barrie quotes? I did. He really had a way with words. Too bad my local library never has Peter Pan. Aggh. Anyway, growing up. I have sort of started, haha. I’ve been busy okay! Dinners with friends are such an ordeal. Not really. I actually kind of love them. But still. Don’t worry, I’m looking to apply for my course today. So exciting. I’m also going to be looking after my baby niece. That’s grown up right? Or is that more Baby Sitters Club. No no, it’s grown up.

Here’s a grown up decision I made. My father had asked me if I wanted to go to the States with him this month. I turned him down. Crazy right? Well not really. I didn’t want to go without my husband, plus there is far too much to do here. If I went to America I’d only spend money and most likely gain weight- as I do every time I go. I would love to see all my friends and family though. He’s going for this huge Church thing in North Carolina. A state I’ve never been to, and don’t really want to go to. Well kinda, for the whole Michael Jordan, Nicholas Sparks, Dawsons Creek, hilarious accents. Not really good enough reasons to spend 1300+ euro on. I’ll save my (our) money for a better trip. With less calories and more memories. Rome anyone?

man this coffee is good.

So I was thinking lately. You know in old books, like the Austen ones. How they constantly mention stuff about being ‘agreeable’.

“Is he agreeable?”

“Oh, most agreeable ma’am, most agreeable.”

I was thinking, and you know? I’m not very agreeable. Oh, I’m muy agreeable from the outside. And I’m sure if I lived in those Austen days, everyone would rave on how agreeable I am. But really, on the inside- I am constantly ‘disagreeing’ (does that have 2 ‘e’s'?) with others. And when I disagree too much- I even say so. I just can’t keep it to myself sometimes. I’ve been noticing this as I get older. I imagine it’s not a very good trait. Fine of course to voice your opinion. But I think knowing when and not to, is very important. Especially when you’re against someone who would never listen nor admit they are wrong. Not saying that every time I disagree, makes a person wrong. But often when I disagree to the point of speaking out… it is because I feel the person needs to understand what they are saying, is indeed wrong. Wow I sound like a prude. I’m not really. Just a little stubborn. Wanting justice in everything. Including measly conversations. Especially when something like race, prejudice or ‘facts’ are involved.

Point! Let’s get to the point shall we. I need to be more agreeable. Not a push over. But I need to learn that sometimes saying nothing is better than saying everything. I need to understand that some people will never get it. I need to differentiate between ignoring a situation or putting effort into it. I need to think Audrey. In every interview I’ve seen her in, even when ‘provoked’ (for lack of a better word), she holds her own and completely gives the interviewer the benefit of the doubt. But never comes across as a doormat or ignorant. Just pure class.. hmm, that phrase always sounds so unclassy to me.

“oh that Angelina Jolie is just puuure claaaass isn’t she Frank? Pure. Class.”

anyway. I need to be like Audrey/’Audrey’ and straighten up.

My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry.                - James 1:19

So. I think this is going to be hard. But I’ll have a try. My biggest problem is feeling like I am ignorant or not standing up for myself/the topic. I have this weird obsession with everything being fair. But hopefully I can learn when it’s important to make a point. Maybe by laying off the speeches for a while, I’ll get more respect when I do decide to make a point. hmm.

Now that the goal is done, what else can we talk about? Oh last night, we went to husbands cousins-cousin house and enjoyed a Venezuelan feast. One part that I loved was the Plátanos Fritos. Pretty much fried green Banana. Or Plantains. Delicious. If you can manage to find Plantains in your area, or really green banana’s, then give this recipe a go. Soo good. There are many ways to make them.. but the sweet way is my favourite.

Ingredients:

• Ripe plantains (plátanos maduros), peeled, cut in half crosswise, then lengthwise (however many you want).
• Oil for frying
• Sugar to sprinkle on top (if you want it really sweet. They’re pretty sweet already).

Method:

1. Heat about 1/2-inch of oil in a skillet over medium heat. Add the plantains, a few pieces at a time, and sauté until lightly browned. Turn and sauté the second side. Turn up the heat and fry for extra time- if you want a crunchy outside. yum!
2. Remove to a paper towel-lined plate and repeat with the rest of the plantains. Sprinkle with a little sugar. Serve hot.

Easy enough right? The hardest part will be the annoyance in peeling them. You can always put them in a pot of water first to make the peeling easy. Buen Provecho!

love charlie

quote for the day: “If it’s very painful for you to criticize your friends – you’re safe in doing it. But if you take the slightest pleasure in it, that’s the time to hold your tongue” – Alice Miller

Chapter 2 / Day 2

Hi,

Well I’m back after 2 days. I’ve been in mourning you see.

Argentina lost. To Germany.

Pretty much the worst possible outcome of the World Cup that could happen. For me anyway. Goal after goal… my stomach was sick. I actually cried. Is that pathetic? I’ve always been one, to tease those who get too emotional about sports. Well anyway, I guess I can’t now. Or maybe I still can. I mean really, the World Cup is so much more than just Football. It’s not like the people who scream over every game of American football. Or even like the Wimbledon, which still happens each year. This is an every-four-year event, that doesn’t even guarantee you will see the same players the next time. Each game is a story that will go down in history and that cannot be repeated. And yeah, so maybe I got emotional. Fine.

So how is the www? Well, I assume. Or perhaps not so fine? I myself have an aching head, which is a bit of a letdown considering how well I’ve been doing on my eating and water drinking. I’m trying to avoid the temptation of taking a pain killer. I’d really much prefer to wait for it to go, instead of just popping a temporary pain hider. Perhaps writing some nonsense in a blog will help. And nonsense I shall write.

Today has been quite a laid back day. I spent the afternoon with my parents. They wanted to pick out new carpet- I wanted to peak around charity shops. My goal was to find some 90′s jeans. I’m getting tired of my 9 pairs of hipster (aka. pullmeups) jeans. I know that jeans from the 90′s are pretty much a fashion crime, especially since Oprah did a special on Jeans. Trinny and Susannah appeared on the show, labeling 90′s jeans as ‘Mom Jeans’- that apparently don’t flatter anyone. Still though, I’m sick of always pulling my jeans up, or worrying about how low they are when I sit down, or always having to wear longer shirts. I just want some good old fashioned jeans that make your bum look hideous and cover your belly button.
Actually, if I remember correctly, Scarlett Johansson wore some in He’s Just Not That Into You and in my opinion looked great.

Now I know that high waisted jeans were in for a while. But those were a little too far for me. Plus I wasn’t really liking the age group that was rocking them. Not that I’m ageist, I just would’ve felt silly wearing a trend that was all the rage amongst 14 year olds. Okay I’m digging a hole.

So anyway, I didn’t find any jeans. So sorry to waist a paragraph on that. I did however find 2 awesome shirts that must be from the 60′s or 70′s. They’re adorable and have patterns/colours that you just don’t see any more. Plus the fabric is classic and they are both in great shape. I was stoked to find them, because it is so difficult to find anything vintage in charity shops today. It’s mainly full of items that are fairly current (1990+) and really never should have been designed.

The cut and style of the 2 shirts that I have found kind of helped me on my goal of having a ‘look’. I thought of a few of the main icons/celebrities that I admire (fashion wise) and I noticed that a lot of their looks, kind of tie together. I’ll tell you their names and you can decide for yourself:

• Elizabeth Montgomery (remember from Bewitched)
• Rachel Bilson
• Mila Kunis (actually, I really am only basing this off of her character on That 70′s Show)
• Kirsten Dunst
• Claudia Bassols

So there you have it. I think they all come together as a sort of bohemian, pretty, smart, style. I suppose I can’t describe it too well. But anyway, as long as it’s making sense to me.

I feel as though, just by narrowing down a few of my favourite dressers– I’m beginning to get a feel for my look. Perhaps it’s not as ‘set’ as Audrey’s, but you know what? I don’t think her’s really was either. I mean, it seems like society has developed this verb of ‘Audrey’. It describes ballet flats, little black dresses and big sunglasses. But what about all the things in between? She went through many-a-look. But the cool thing was, she was still her. It wasn’t like jumping from one trend to the next. She kept things stylish and different… but still managed to stay ‘Audrey’. That’s what I’m going for.

So with all this talk on past goals, I suppose I should move on to a new one. I do however, have a lot on this week and should probably think of that before I go setting a crazy goal. One thing is, I’m planning on applying for my University course this week and I’m quite nervous. I also have dinner plans every night this week- some casual and some a little stressful. So as far as the blog goes, we’ll just see.

haha, do you love how I do this pre-warning as though people actually care.

“Oh no, that Charlie girl isn’t going to write her blog today. How am I going to get my useless knowledge and futile stories for the day?! Oh noooo!”

Leave me alone, I like to pretend I make a difference. Speaking of which, I had this dream the other night that two ladies from the New York Times came over my parents house while I was there and told me they wanted me to go to Europe and travel and write for them. About whatever I wanted! Wait it gets crazier. The reason they found me was because of my blog! bahahah.

I think the dream was a result of me finishing up the final series of Gilmore Girls on DVD (yes 4 years after everyone else. p.s. the clip above was my favourite part of the last season) and looking at European tours online. And probably a little bit of wishful thinking in the mixture. Anyway, it was a nice dream. One of those that you hate waking up to- cause you realise it’s not real. No NYT. No Paris, Rome, Spain. Nada.

“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always think of you.”
— J.M. Barrie

Wow, I’ve gotten sidetracked to be sure. So the goal for the day. The ‘Audrey’ goal for the day. hmm. I do have a lot on my mind. Plus a lot of decisions that need to be made. I just can’t really think of how to narrow this down. a) because I don’t know enough about Audrey, to assume what difficult choices she had to make in her life. b) I’m not quite sure how I can mold ‘Audrey’ to an unconventional goal. Okay, so goal is: ‘Grow up’. Kind of broad right? Well I really do need to. Especially when I’m being so stubborn on looking for jobs and not expecting to study until next year. I either need to really sit down and think of how I can work for myself (which I would love). Or I need to suck it up and get a job. I must grow up and realise the responsibilities of life. There is so much I want to do- and to expect any of it without hard work… well it’s ridiculous. So there you have it. I’m sure Audrey had to make some hard choices. I just can’t help but be a little jealous of hers.

Continue to try and be a dancer? Or act in a major film with Gregory Peck? / Keep filming movies? or take a break and spend time with my kids? / Become an Ambassador for UNICEF? or relax and retire?

Okay I’m sorry, I don’t at all mean to belittle her life. Plus I’m certain she went through very difficult times as everybody does… and therefore had to make tough decisions. I suppose it was just the obvious moments in her life that stood out the most for me- moments that to the ignorant eye can look like a ‘win-win’.

So. Growing up. It will be hard. Don’t take the term to seriously or anything. Just seemed like the easiest phrase to say- stop wasting time and start living! Plus the phrase ‘start living’ sounds lame. Like something on a commercial for rental villages. You know, where the family is playing with their Golden Retriever by a lake? “Get away from the city and start living!”

Okay, this headache is not going anywhere. Plus I need to… start living. Hopefully talk and update ya’ll tomorrow. If not- never fear. There’s a pointless blog around every corner.

chao darlings.

- charlie

daily quote: “If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!”
— J.M. Barrie (Peter Pan)