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Woman with warpaintThe Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-7006493385231481922015-09-20T03:53:00.000-07:002015-09-20T03:53:36.512-07:00Etam Beauty review: 06 - Vert Elfique<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hi guys! School is starting again tomorrow so I wanted to use this little bit of free time I still have for another blogpost. I'm keepin' the Etam Beauty reviews a-comin' because I'm loving them so much and I'm using them so often! This particular color is a complete winner, especially with green-brown hazel eyes, like mine! These kinds of greens (khaki, mossy, muted brown-greens) are always a yes for me because they're always flattering and I don't have to be in a daring mood to put it on. Swatchy-swatch!</div>
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In my look I used it over a brown base to give it some extra smokey oomph, and I felt like a rockstar with glam as fuck eyes.</div>
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Just like <a href="http://thecanongirldoesfashion.blogspot.be/2015/09/etam-beauty-07-vert-etoile.html">Vert ètoilè</a>, it's a metallic color with lots of sparklies.</div>
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This look is Vert Elfique on the whole lid and under the lower lashline, some dark chocolatey brown and a gold in the corners from this essence palette: </div>
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Essence is a budget-friendly brand I'm pretty happy with too, quality and color wise. I used the gold etam eyeliner on the lower waterline, but that only shows up if the light falls on it directly. I keep searching for the perfect gold and silver eyeliners to use on my waterline but ALAS, no cigar just yet. The color on my lips is a warm purple color I lightly dotted onto my lips and smacked them together to divide the color evenly. This lipstick is A LOT darker if you put it on normally, and it's one of my faves because it's such a versatile color and texture. But that's a review for another day!</div>
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That's it for today! I'm off to brunch with my bae and play some Ni No Kuni: Wrath of the White Witch. Wish me luck with my first week back at college, starting tomorrow! Have a lovely week <3</div>
The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-44833025003844046612015-09-06T04:37:00.001-07:002015-09-20T03:53:53.082-07:00Etam Beauty review: 07 - Vert étoiléA make-up post for you on sunday! I'm still playing around with my Etam eyeshadows and I will be playing around with <a href="http://shrani.si/f/2I/2w/1ScEl7VK/sleek-ultra-mattes-v11-c.jpg">this</a> gorgeous Sleek palette I got for a couple of euros from fellow blogger <a href="http://www.curlsandbags.com/">Nathalie</a>, I can't wait! So much make-up, so little free time!<br />
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So this color is, I think, my favorite of all the colors I have from Etam Beauty. It's this gorgeous mermaid-y blue-green color with lots of sparkle that creates a beautiful depth when you put it on. I absolutely love creating dramatic smokey eyes with this color, but it's also very wearable in a more subtle way.<br />
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From left to right: vert étoilé over primer, a blue base and a green base.<br />
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I CAN NOT stress enough how much fun it is to play around with bases. Especially with colors that are kind of holographic and have mulitple colors in them, it can make a world of difference and basically gives you a new color with every base. If you have some creamy eyepencils laying around, definitely try it out!<br />
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This is the look I did! I put a darker blue in the crease, a blue-green highlighter by essence in the inner corners and the rest is all vert étoilé!<br />
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For the neutral lips I used a nude lipgloss by Essence, which my sister swatched <a href="http://stylingdutchman.blogspot.be/2015/01/mac-velvet-teddy-dupe-essence-xxxl.html">here</a>. It goes with everything, costs less than 5 euro and feels really silky on the lips, so it's a big yes too. It doesn't last a very long time, but it's easy to reapply and I'm used to the reapplying, so for me that's not an issue.<br />
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HOW ABOUT THAT EYESHADOW THOUGH? Jebus, I can't stop looking at it. I keep looking at my swatched hand and thinking, everytime the light changes, "OMG IT SPARKLES". I'm a simple gal, people. So another BIG triumph for the Etam eyeshadows! My favorite thing about this eyeshadow is that it makes me feel like a mermaid, and mermaids are majestic as hell.<br />
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What's your favorite fairytale creature and CAN YOU THINK of a more majestic thing than mermaid eyeshadow?<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">*this is not a sponsored post, I bought everything with my own money.</span>The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-54338701703396709782015-08-30T08:47:00.000-07:002015-08-30T08:47:51.013-07:00Hello again! Etam beauty: eyeshadow number 36 - Pop Rose reviewHOWDY folks! I know I should maybe do a "well here I am, back in the blogging game!" thing but I really don't feel like it's necessary. That's kinda awkward and I have no idea what to write in a post like that so I'm just gonna jump right in. My future plans for the blog are mostly beauty/make-up related, since that's something I do and love almost everyday and I feel like I'll keep up the blogging more easily and with more GUSTO if I do it about something I really enjoy and am creative with on a regular basis. I just need my tripod and a remote control for taking the pictures, and mah brain, which is super chill and can be done at any time of the day (though my brain isn't worth much early in the morning and late at night, plus the lighting would be horrible at night BUT ANYWAYS) . And I really miss blogging as my kind of "look diary". Well there ya go, an awkward "well here I am, back in the blogging game!" mini post.<br />
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Onto the order of the day: my sister got a<a href="http://stylingdutchman.blogspot.be/2015/07/beauty-etams-push-up-your-beauty.html"> surprise package</a> from Etam Beauty a couple of months ago. Etam is a brand/store usually known for pyjama's and lingerie, so I was pretty stoked and surprised when she opened the box and it showed make-up, nailpolish and soaps! After getting this color from her as a little present, I decided to play around with it and I loved it. I got so excited about this particular brand of beauty products that I bought four more colors! They're not expensive at all for what you get, they have great lasting power and the colors that I tried are wonderfully opaque. <a href="http://www.etam.com/beaute/les-yeux/les-ombres-a-paupieres/ombre-a-paupieres-6446426.html">Etam</a> has a great range of colors, beautiful neutral gold, brown and grey shades while also having some wonderful neons, sparkly colors and and a variety of textures.<br />
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I did a full lid look with it, which I will post later, and I did this look with it, which I would like to call "RAVE PIXIE". If Tinkerbell was a party gal.<br />
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I swatched it, on the left you have it over primer and on the right over a white cream base. Bases and primers are musts! Eyeshadow shows up much more sheer and often doesn't last the day without them, and it was such a big revelation for me when I started using them. It's bright bright bright pink!<br />
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This is with a white line of eyepencil under the pink. As you can see, it makes for a bright, awesome eyeliner-ish look! The consistency is still powder of course, but I wore this the whole day with great succes, no blurring. I paired it with a nude lipstick from Catrice (240 "Hey Nude") to keep the look simple and to let all the attention go to the eyeshadow.<br />
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The only <b>downside</b> of the eyeshadow, and that's only for this particular shade, is that it stains the skin. After removing it with my standard eyemake-up remover which does the trick for all my other stuff, I still had a faint pinkish sheen on the part of my eye where the shadow was. I think it's a think that happens sometimes with neon colors, as I've read about it on other blogs too. The pink sheen was gone after a night of sleep though, so it's nothing to worry about.<br />
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I am a BIG fan of this brand and I'm sure that I'll buy more colors in the future!<br />
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What are your favorite eyeshadow brands?<br />
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The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-89120111412326780142015-03-19T07:33:00.002-07:002015-03-19T07:40:43.240-07:00De straten zijn ook van ons - #WijOverdrijvenNiet<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Hier komt het. Nog een "juffrouw truttenbol" die denkt dat ze iets te zeggen heeft. Pardon? Ja, want Marc Didden heeft in zijn <a href="http://www.demorgen.be/opinie/de-vrouw-an-sich-wordt-niet-met-minder-egards-benaderd-dan-andere-menstypes-a2251957/27eAWA/">opiniestuk</a> een oproep gedaan aan de stijve, boze, mannenhatende feministen en heeft ons gereduceerd tot een triest hoopje ellende. Ook Guido Everaert vond het belangrijk om zijn <a href="http://www.demorgen.be/opinie/u-kunt-met-zijn-allen-de-boom-in-met-dat-gendercorrect-denken-a2255899/">2 cents</a> te geven en aan te kondigen dat wij met z'n allen toch een potje kunnen zeuren. Vanwaar ineens die uitbarsting? Een vrouw die haar mening geeft en het niet eens is met de manier waarop ze wordt behandeld. Oh jee. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Yasmine Schillebeeckx publiceerde op 8 maart het artikel "<a href="http://www.demorgen.be/opinie/-mijn-naam-is-niet-hey-sexy-a2243912/">Mijn naam is niet Hey Sexy</a>", waarin ze beschrijft hoe ze haar buik vol heeft van situaties waar mannen haar aandacht opeisen door naar haar te roepen, haar grenzen niet respecteren en haar te achtervolgen, bij wijze van een "compliment". Want ze doen dat toch allemaal zeker gewoon omdat ze haar willen laten weten dat ze haar wel zien zitten. Het artikel wordt opgepakt door De Morgen. De reacties op Yasmines artikel gaan van erg naar erger, bijvoorbeeld een anoniem persoon die het belangrijk vindt om te melden dat "de mannen in België toch maar schatjes zijn in vergelijking met die in India, dat ze anders eens naar daar moet verhuizen", refererend naar de groepsverkrachtingen die het afgelopen jaar steeds vaker aandacht krijgen van de media. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Alle issues waar vrouwen mee kampen worden geminimaliseerd onder het mom van "het is ergens anders toch nog veel erger". Ik denk dan altijd "ja, ik zal uw neus eens breken en dan zeggen dat het veel erger had kunnen zijn als ik uw been had gebroken.". Want tenzij dat we het allemaal eens zijn met het feit dat de gemiddelde vrouw zich niet honderd procent veilig voelt als ze over straat loopt vanwege alle negatieve ervaringen die ze al heeft gehad met seksuele intimidatie of aanranding, moeten we dit NIET wegsteken. We moeten stoppen met onze ogen te sluiten voor individuen die ons, onze vriendinnen, onze zussen, moeders en nichtjes het gevoel geven dat de wereld niet van ons is. Dat we geluk hebben om te kunnen rondlopen zonder lastig gevallen te worden en ja, als dat dan eens gebeurt, dan moeten we het er maar mee doen. Ze bedoelen het niet slecht! Alleen jammer dat je scheldwoorden als "slet" en "hoer" naar je hoofd krijgt als je niet ingaat op deze "avances". Maar ze <i>bedoelen </i>het niet slecht. Alleen jammer dat een artikel over intimidatie en aanranding vooral kan rekenen op reacties die haar ervaring en gevoelens in twijfel trekken. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Afgezien van de driehonderdduizend redenen die ervoor zorgen dat dit een problematisch gegeven is, vraag ik u dit, Meneer Didden en co: waarom vindt u het belangrijker om de vrouw en haar gevoelens af te breken dan de acties die haar een onveilig gevoel geven? Is het dan zo belangrijk om de vrijheid te hebben om tegen iemand aan te schurken die je niet kent en niet geïnteresseerd is? Is het dan zo'n belangrijk onderdeel van uw leven dat mannen vrouwen mogen behandelen als een gebruiksvoorwerp? Is het zo'n probleem dat vrouwen niet op elk moment van de dag over straat lopen om gemeten, gewogen en goedgekeurd te worden door mannen? Newsflash: Dit zijn niet enkel uw straten, en wij overdrijven niet. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Hieronder geef ik u mijn ervaringen, ervaringen die ervoor hebben gezorgd dat ik mij kwetsbaar voel, puur vanwege mijn vrouw-zijn.</span></div>
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pubertijd was begonnen, oh happy day. Ik ging met mijn moeder naar de
markt en terwijl zij rustig rondsnuisterde tussen de bloemenstalletjes,
merkte ik een oudere man op de fiets op. Hij, knipoogde, maakte
kusgeluidjes, stopte met fietsen en kwam dichter naar mij toe gewandeld.
Ik liep weg, naar mijn moeder, en hij zag dat ik met mijn moeder was. Ik
durfde niks tegen mijn moeder te zeggen en hoopte dat hij weg zou gaan.
Het volle uur dat we nog op die markt waren, bleef de man rondjes fietsen
en naar mij staren, als ik hem opmerkte dan knipoogde hij nog eens. Toen
we klaar waren op de markt heb ik mijn moeder gezegd dat ik snel naar de
auto wilde, en toen ik omkeek stond de man op het hoekje van de markt mij
nog altijd na te kijken. Ik was doodsbang dat hij ons zou volgen. Ik ben
beginnen huilen en heb alles tegen mijn moeder gezegd, die zei "als
hij dichter kwam, dan had ik hem wel klop gegeven" en "ja, je
bent een vrouw aan het worden.". Vanaf dat moment ben ik puberteit beginnen vervloeken.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 13.5pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Ik was 13. Ik zat op
de bus voor een halfuurtje/veertig minuten, en ik merkte dat een groepje
jongens tussen de 16 en 25 naar mij aan het kijken waren. Ik keek even hun
richting op en zij zagen dat als aanmoediging om dichter te komen. Een
halfuur lang zijn ze telkens een beetje dichter gekomen, kusgeluidjes
makend, gebaren die iets zeiden a la "schone borsten". Het was
een volle bus, met genoeg andere mensen die dit konden aanschouwen, maar
niemand reageerde. Een van de meest beangstigende halfuurtjes van mijn
leven. Toen we bij het eindstation aankwamen, ben ik heel snel naar de
geparkeerde auto van mijn moeder gerend, en toen ik in de auto zat en
omkeek zag ik de jongens naar de auto wandelen en zwaaien.<br />
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Nog altijd 13. Ik kom op straat iemand tegen die mijn vader kent en mij al
een tijdje niet meer had gezien. Ik krijg de opmerking dat ik "een
lekker wijf" ben geworden, en dat mijn borsten er goed uitzien in dat
shirt. Hij weet dat ik 13 ben.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 13.5pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ik was 14. Ik had een
moeilijk sociaal leven omdat mijn ouders voor thuisstudie hadden gekozen
voor mij en ik zocht vrienden op internetfora. Na een foto te hebben
geplaatst van mijn in een zomerse outfit (gewoon een mouwloos shirt,
eigenlijk) kreeg ik persoonlijke berichtjes van een paar mannen, eerst met
"je bent mooi" en toen ik daar positief op reageerde kreeg ik te
horen dat ik de volgende keer mijn topje wel mocht uitlaten.<br />
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tussen 8 en 9u 's avonds. Ik kwam terug van de verjaardag van mijn
kersverse vriendje en ik voelde me ontzettend gelukkig. Er kwam een man
tegenover mij zitten en zei "I love the way you look". Op een
ander moment had ik misschien met mijn ogen gerold maar op dit moment
voelde ik mij goed en gaf ik een blije "thank you!". Hij
probeerde een beetje te babbelen, vroeg mijn naam, alles okay. <span lang="EN-US">Na een minuutje ofzo kwam hij dichter en zei
"why don't you give me your number and we can have a good time."
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zei "No thanks, I'm not interested" waarmee hij nog dichter kwam
en zei "you know, we would have a great time" en zijn hand op
mijn dij legde. Ik werd steeds banger en ik zei nu heel duidelijk en luid
"Please leave me alone, I'm not interested, can you please just let
me be" en toen het duidelijk was dat ik op het punt stond om te
beginnen wenen/roepen is hij weg gegaan, een zitje verderop met de
verklaring "Jesus, you don't have to freak out, I was just trying to
have a good time, woman". 10 minuten later kwam hij nog eens terug om
te vragen of ik een sigaret voor hem had.<br />
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klaarlichte dag van mijn vakantiejob naar huis, en ik krijg een platte
band. Een man fietst voorbij mij en zegt "baby, do you have a
boyfriend? <span lang="EN-US">Zullen we op date
gaan? I will rock your world afterwards". </span>Nadat ik zeg "Nee
bedankt, ik heb een vriendje en ik ben niet geïnteresseerd" blijft
hij naast mij staan en probeert hij mij te overtuigen. Als ik toch
op mijn plattebandfiets stap en keihard wegfiets, fietst hij nog een
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tram, gewoon overdag, en er komt een man naast mij zitten. Twintig minuten
lang zitten we naast elkaar, en hij komt steeds dichterbij zitten. Na 10
minuten zit ik tegen de muur geklemd omdat ik afstand probeer te bewaren
en blijft hij dichter komen. Ik voel een hand mijn knie aaien. De volgende
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People, the world is in the slut shaming business. And frankly, I don't care for it. I try to fight for causes that I believe in, such as gender equality, the end of any type of discrimination and trying to respect every human being, even though they do not believe the same things as I do. I try to be sensible and think through everything I say when I go into a discussion with someone who has a different opinion than me. But man, sometimes people can be bitches and I facepalm. I FACEPALM, MY FRIENDS. And I weep for humanity. Okay, let's not be this theatrical, but I am serious when I say that I get a very unsettling feeling in my stomach that makes me want to punch puppies (which I never do obviously, because puppies are the best, but all the more reason this type of thing upsets me).</div>
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What AM I talking about, you ask? Well, lemme put it down for you, G. More than a month ago, I went to a wedding. The guy that was getting married was one of the kids in a family that has known my family since, basically, the day I was born. That's almost twenty years! When we were kids, we played with barbiedolls and lego, we smashed each other in videogames and did all the fun stuff that kids do together. As life progressed, we got to see less and less of each other, because that's what life does. You go in different directions, you grow up faster or slower, someone gets a boyfriend earlier on or tries to focus on their schoolwork more. You get the picture, right? But my mom always stayed close to their mom, so sometimes I heard when someone broke up with their girlfriend or boyfriend or I sent them a happy birthday when it was that time of the year.</div>
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So, the guy that got married is the sweetest guy and married the most beautiful, sweet and intelligent woman and I was incredibly honored and happy to be part of their special day. They looked gorgeous and happy together and I cried when they read their wedding vows. I knew what he went through to get to this point in his life, and I felt very proud and happy for him.</div>
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Now comes the most important part of the whole day: WHAT WAS I WEARING? I'm not kidding, people. Someone got married and people were worried about what I was wearing. How did those worries, that I care exactly ZERO POINT ZERO about, find their way into my life so that I started caring about them? Facebook. You see, my sister and me are part of a discussion group that sometimes feature subjects that I really care about, like fat shaming, feminism and slut shaming. The subject of slut shaming came up and one of the brothers from the guy that recently got married reacted on the discussion. One of his points was that, once a man sees a woman in a sexual context, they can't easily unsee it. Those were opinions that I don't care for and I feel that they add to the world in a very negative way, but my sister was already on a roll with telling him off in every possible way, so I tried to make a joke and stated my own opinion. Which boils down to "Slut shaming's bad, mmkay." Because you shouldn't judge people on the length of their skirt or the amount of sexy selfies they post on the internet, that's the oldest lesson in the book. I don't know about you guys, but my mom wasn't the most traditional mom and yet still she taught me not to judge a book by it's cover, however short of long that cover may be.</div>
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The facebook discussion carried on, with the high point being the following: the guy we were discussing slut shaming with, told me, to prove his point, that he saw black underwear showing through my cream dress at the wedding. And a month later, he still can't unsee that shit. Poor guy was traumatised by my wardrobe malfunction, if there was actually any underwear showing through. I looked in the mirror a gazillion times before we left for the wedding, my mom, boyfriend and parents in law never saw anything and my sister owned the dress previously, stating that there is no showing through of the underwear with that dress. Now, whether or not the underwear was showing through, let's come to a conclusion that's pretty obvious, shall we? When someones underwear is showing through their dress, it's USUALLY not on purpose. You should probably think "woops, that's a little silly/painful" and maybe tell the person so they can, I dunno, change their underwear or at least be aware of that fact. Or, see it for the fucking futile thing it is and let it go. The latter being the most obvious and intelligent thing to do, no? Or am I being holier than thou?</div>
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The discussion on facebook ended not very long after my sister called him out, telling him to back the fuck away from her sister (love ya, sis <3) and me stating that I had no idea whatsoever about my underwear and that he made me feel kinda crappy about myself. After some other people told him that he needed to apologize, he stated "I'm sorry" and continued to talk about why he came to the vile decision of talking about my underwear in a facebook discussion group. It wasn't terribly interesting, so I zoned out and I continued living my godforsaken, black underwear wearing life like the terrible slut I am (I'm really joking here, you guys, I don't feel sorry for myself :D).</div>
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I thought "well, I never thought my underwear would be the topic of a discussion unless it was with my boyfriend or my sister" because you know, boyfriends are interested in underwear and sisters discuss patterns and cuts of anything, including thongs. Now, weeks later, I hear my mom having a heated discussion with someone on the phone, which is odd. My mom is a peaceful new age chick, never wanting to go "into conflict" with anybody. But now, my underwear was the lady of the hour again! Oh happy day, mama! Apparently, the family that I previously mentioned had been discussing my underwear! Not only the guy on facebook, but his brother, sister and mother too! The guy that had gotten married not so much, because he probably don't give a rats ass and I respect that very much. The conclusion of the family? I looked "inappropriate" and they "expected more from me" because I'm usually such a sensible and intelligent girl.</div>
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Lesson learned: the sluttier the dress, the dumber you are! <b>As your hemline rises, your IQ lowers</b>! I don't have a picture of the dress, but the concept was like this one:</div>
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But fancier, creamier, the neckline higher and sleeveless. I was deemed "inappropriate". I was slut shamed by almost an entire family that has known me since I was a baby, prancing around in diapers. Maybe you think "Tssk tssk, Naomi, what are you so miffed about? Everybody gossips about the way people dress at parties!" Well, read on!</div>
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I know about the world. When you're a girl, you get judged from the get go. Kids in elementary school judged me because I had a funny accent and because I was chubby. You learn that the world is a superficial and hard place, even when you're a kid. When puberty comes along, it all gets worse. Your body is suddenly the most important thing in the world and everybody gets a say in it. The way you dress is always wrong and what you say is always wrong, because there will always be somebody that will disagree with you. As you get older, you realise that you'd rather not give a fuck about what other people think of you. Does that actually ever happen? I don't think so. Everybody cares about what other people think. Especially the people that you love, people that you've known for a long time, people that should know you for the person you are. People that should know better than to judge you by the showing of your underwear.</div>
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I am aware of the way our world works. People judge because people judge them. But most importantly, people judge because it's a lot fucking easier to just go around judging people than to question your own thoughts and actions before you go and soil the world with the opinions nobody cares about. Think about this: somewhere, there's a girl that's been called a slut one too many times because she wore a short skirt to school. She feels so bad about herself that she starts questioning whether she's even a decent human being. Maybe she stops caring, maybe she goes through years of therapy trying to make up for the lack of self-esteem, maybe she starts cutting herself. What matters most, people? Feeling good after you come to the conclusion and talking about the fact that somebody is a dumb whore because she wore something inappropriate, in your most humble opinion, or realising that you're just being judgy and that you should know better by now and try to think twice before you become sheeple that judge because others judge too?</div>
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Have you not been judged? Maybe, just maybe, you shouldn't do unto other what you don't want others to do unto you. I do enjoy the irony of quoting the bible on the topic of slutshaming.</div>
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I just wish that people would care about the emotional wellbeing of the other person moreso than about feeling the need to put a stamp on someone.</div>
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So today I stand before you as a slut. And you know what? I will fly my slut flag proudly. Sorry to all the poor underpriveleged guys who won't ever be able to unsee me in my bikini, being a total skankho.</div>
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Bloggers and friends, princes and thieves, sisters and brothers, I have not forsaken you. I've been kind of reorganizing my life. It's strange and different and good and wonderful. My school year ended on a positive note and I started my summerjob, working in a shoestore. Since the place I'm still officially living with the momster is in a little hole of a town where I couldn't find a summer job if I would turn over every rock, I'm temporarily living with the boyfriend. Which is all going really fucking amazing and I can't believe it. You see, this is one of the first times in my 19-year-old life that I'm in a completely normal, secure and happy situation without threat of it changing once I turn around. I'm not quite used to it yet.</div>
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You see, I'm the kind of person that seems quite figured out, calm and confident to the outside world while I'm actually questioning everything that happens, inside my own head and to the people closest to me. Sometimes, I feel like I'm waiting until the happy times are through and things go back to normal. Normal being "fucked up". These past few months have been the most amazing time in my life and while I fully realise that and am incredibly happy, I've come to the conclusion that I've never been more insecure either. Trying to maintain your own identity and figuring out what exactly is happening while you're living life is tough shit. When you're used to your life going a certain way, whether that's insecure and unhappy or otherwise, it's strange to suddenly come to the conclusion that life can be, in fact, pretty good. Relationships can be positive and easy. Friendships can be full of unconditional love and respect. Family can be supportive and fun. Obviously it's a positive conclusion, yet coming to the conclusion that life is not what you expected it to be is unsettling. I lived a big part of my life thinking that life will kick you in the <i>cojones </i>anyways so you might as well get used to it. There are so many things that can get you down and double that amount can kick you while you're already down. We keep getting up, because that's the only thing we can do, but everytime our heart gains another scratch and our ass gains another bruise. </div>
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Now, in the last couple of months, my heart has been recovering and my ass has only been bruised because of my own clumsy shenanigans. I've gone to see The Who, my true love, with my other true love in Amsterdam. Thinking back to the last time I saw The Who, when I was a wee gal of only 13, I realised once again how much life changes. But this time, it changed for the better. Insecurities are part of growing up and part of life, I guess. To quote The Muppets, because they're my soulmates, <span style="background-color: #fbfbfb; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>You always believe in other people, but that's easy. Sooner or later, you gotta believe in yourself, too, because that's what growing up is. </i>Right in the heart, Muppet, right in the bleeding heart.</span></span></div>
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Next time I leave 2 months in between blogposts, come and slap me, will you? I miss clearing my mind while you poor ol' souls have to read my ramblings. I want to share a picture with you of my dudebro love & yours truly, because you have been my loyal readers and I've shared bad times with you quite often. Now it's time for some positive shite, DARN IT!</div>
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And I want to share my last photography project with you too! For one of my photography classes I had to do a presentation about a photographer and take pictures inspired by his or her work. I chose Cindy Sherman (please <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cindy_Sherman">check her out</a>, she's amazing and feminist!) and took the following pictures for my class:</div>
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So this is one of my "weirdest" outfits in a while and I felt pretty awesome wearing it. I wear strange things from time to time and people stare at me. I get people staring and pointing and I wonder why I bother wearing strange things because people take appearances so seriously. I have these moments where I wonder why I wear "strange" things. Do I want attention? Do I want to make a statement? Do I feel like being a rebel or do I like shocking people? Am I one of those stereotypical young girls who's trying to "find" herself? Am I trying to say something meaningful when I'm, in fact, full of quasi-sense making bullshit? I question things and I wonder. After every time I think or talk about this, be it with <a href="http://stylingdutchman.blogspot.be/">my sister</a>, Mr. Canon Girl or <a href="http://lifeisaromanticpoem.blogspot.be/">Jules</a>, I come to the same conclusion: it doesn't really matter.</div>
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Whatever reasoning is behind what you wear, you convey a certain image to the outside world. That image may be that of a prep, a jock, a punk or a girl-next-door. People will judge you. You might judge you. But somewhere along the line you forget why you're actually wearing something: because you fucking FEEL like it. Sometimes I feel like wearing short skirts or a snakeskinprint skinny. People will feel the need to tell me that my legs are too thick to wear said clothing items. Because of that, I will start questioning why I wear it. Do I WANT people to say things like that? Am I provoking them, by having these legs and putting them in certain pants? Or am I just wearing PANTS? Life is made way too complicated, I can tell you that. The most important thing to realise is the following: it's all just opinions. I've been called "easter bunny", "ugly" and "cool girl" in the last couple of weeks by random people/kids on the street. I guess I have to live with the fact that, as long as I choose to come across as "extreme" in one way or another, people will react in extreme ways. A flock of insecure fourteen-year-old girls might call me ugly and point their fingers at me. A group of laughing twelve-year-old girls will scream out "check out that cool girl!" and smile at me. </div>
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Either way, after thinking about the art that is walking down the street in a society that tells people their opinions matter, I stand in front of my closet. I look at the colors, prints and take a look in the mirror. My hair needs shaving. My eyebrow might need piercing. When I want to close my closet doors, a bright green oversized shirt catches my eye and I feel like wearing it with something purple. That's how the magic happens, people. I don't have grand philosophies about my wardrobe choices. I don't think "Let's kick the world in the balls today!".</div>
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Sometimes, the chick in the weird clothing just liked the idea of putting green and purple together and called it a day.</div>
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Next post will be YET ANOTHER nerd convention/cosplay post! And I will finally present Mr. Canon Girl to you. Peace out, blogbabes.</div>
The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-51804434013960267712013-04-18T16:23:00.000-07:002013-04-18T16:23:31.415-07:00Look mommy! It's a little Easter Bunny!I kid you not, this is the strangest compliment I've ever gotten. If it, indeed, is a compliment. My sis and me were having our weekly photoshoot at her town square and a family strolled by. Suddenly, a kid pointed at me and squealed "Look mommy! It's a little Easter Bunny!". My sis and me cracked up, obviously, but to this very day I'm still confused as to how the kid came to the conclusion that I am, in fact, The Easter Bunny. I personally don't see the connection but hey, it's a bunny that carries loads of chocolate around, how bad can it be? I can be The Easter Bunny, baby.<br />
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We took these pictures just after dying my hair and I think I've almost had all colors of the rainbow by now. I'm thoroughly enjoying being a redhead though, I feel it suits me a little better than purple or pink. It's a little more powerwoman and less cutesy punk (but I still love the cutesy punk look to death). A good little plus is that, turns out, my gentlemanfriend is a sucker for redheads. Aren't we all, though? Now the outfit (YES ERMAHGERD FINALLY) and the new hair!<br />
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You know what would look with this outfit? A horizontal eyebrow piercing. *sniffles* Oh Naomi, you scoundrel. One of these weeks, expect a piercing post. I've been thinking of getting a new piercing. I have my heart set on a horizontal eyebrow piercing and I was wondering whether any one of my lovely readers has any experience with this kind of piercing? I kind of did my septum piercing on a whim and it worked out just fine but now that I'm thinking about doing a new one I might as well ask around, right? I loooove the look of them:<br />
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It feels like a piece of jewelry on your face more than a piercing... if you know what I'm saying. Am I making ANY sense? I'm not sure how to explain, I really love the placement. It's going to happen, I can feel it. I CAN FEEL IT IN ME BONES.<br />
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<br />The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-69806031749962170062013-04-11T15:02:00.002-07:002013-04-12T04:49:15.778-07:00Who run da world? NERDS! Returns: Made In Asia<div style="text-align: justify;">
ERMAHGERD so contrary to the promise in my last blogpost it did actually take a gazillion years for me to start a new blogpost but my new motto is BETTER LATE THAN NEVER, RIGHT? I've spent my spring break a little differently than I originally thought I would but it wasn't too bad, actually. It was pretty epic, in a "do absolutely nothing in life except scurry around the house, get sick and play videogames with the boyfriend" kind of way. Which is amazing, really. It's easy and comfortable and wonderful and I don't ever want it to end. People always say "Love hurts when you do it right" but isn't love supposed to be that one thing that gives you a little security in the world? Someone you can hang with without feeling the need to entertain the other person. Someone to have fun with without wondering whether or not the person will or will not think you're a complete goofball. Someone to talk to about anything and everything, make jokes that possibly only the two of you would ever appreciate, kiss each other whenever, just because you can, play videogames and sing songs with. Everything else in life is already pretty fucking complicated, it's REALLY nice that this particular part of life can be easy. But not less magical (no SIR-EE).</div>
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Now that my love rant is over I can start my post on Made In Asia. So this was a nerd con much like <a href="http://thecanongirldoesfashion.blogspot.be/2012/10/who-run-da-world-nerds.html">F.A.C.T.S</a>., but a little more obscure Japanese stuff and old school games (YES) and a little less well known among the geeks here. I wasn't sure what to expect beforehand but the boyfriend got us tickets and my videogame site gig asked me to do an article on the convention so this was the perfect opportunity to mix business with pleasure. Not wanting to go to a nerd con without going full nerd, I grabbed a cosplay together I already kind of had hanging in my closet and called it a day. The cosplay was pretty good and Misty from Pokémon is still one of my best feminist rollmodels (I swear, the feisty anime chicks I encountered in my childhood made me fond of strange haircolors and not afraid to speak my mind) so I was a happy little turtle. Get ready for pictjahz!</div>
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First things first: the cosplay! The weather wasn't all that fabulous on the day of the con so I went there with some leggings layered over it and a nintendo cardigan (still geek-appropriate) but at the con it was hot as ever so the skimpy outfit wasn't a bad idea. I almost can't believe I wore shorts because my legs have been my biggest insecurity for as long as I can remember but I really not care anymore nowadays. FUCK bodyshaming, imma cosplay that shit like a boss and feel awesome! Thanks to the boyfriend for the pictures!</div>
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James from Team Rocket was at the con too, luckily he's got diddly squat evilness without Meowth and Jessie by his side!
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A Zelda clutch. I need this in my life because it's ZELDA AND A GORGEOUS HANDBAG. You see, I'm a responsible style/geek blogger, I mix videogames with fashion!</div>
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Juts thought this picture was kind of awesome, with some super loaded guy being incredibly serious, just hanging out with his happy bud. The atmosphere at nerd cons is always so cool, people are happy and crazy and don't give a rats ass about whether you're dressed like a fairytale princess, soldier with plastic machine gun or plumber. </div>
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My boyfriend's cousin's wife (a wonderfully geeky couple too) bought these amazing earrings at the con and I actually went back to the little stand where they sold them to buy the 1-up version. Turns out my boyfriend owns a bright green hoodie with a 1-up, which I obviously stole as soon as I got into his house.</div>
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My boyfriend's other cousin always has epic nailery going on and bought a really cute ring at the con:</div>
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My boyfriend's cousin's wife's best friend (PHEW A MOUTH FULL THERE) had a Totoro bag and I want to marry it:</div>
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And also bought some cute Alice in Wonderland earrings:</div>
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Sonic chillin' with the Mario Bros: </div>
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Retro gaming!</div>
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I bought the Reservoir Brawls shirt. Because a Tarantino - Smash Bros crossover is the best thing in the world, obvi. Next up: my little eye spied a Shin Chan game and me and my sis are cray-cray about Shin Chan.</div>
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Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-8367844930559378942013-03-06T14:54:00.000-08:002013-03-06T14:54:36.347-08:00OHAI: life update and a crazy print mix, 'cause that's how I rollSO I'M BACK. I wasn't dead, my computer was. I missed the blogging game and reading all you gals' blogs and I'll be catching up on all your posts for the next days. Catching up on the internets is a big job, you know. Things have been quite busy in my life too so I'll give you guys the most important update: I HAS A BOYFRIEND. While I can hardly believe it, it's really kind of perfect. I met him at the nerd con last October and we've been dating for a month or two now, after countless of LONG ASS chats about everything and nothing. He met my sis and mother and they both very much approved of him, which means the world to me. I met his family and they very much approved of me. It still kind of shocks me to see how EASY everything is going, how naturally comfortable we are around each other. He fits the list I made, months ago, on what my dream dude would be like.<br />
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Zelda geek? Check.<br />
Feminist? Check.<br />
On board with crazy clothing and hair? Check.<br />
Sensitive and smart? Check.<br />
I can beat him at Mario Kart and he doesn't go moping around like a little kid? CHECK and DOUBLE CHECK.<br />
Loves music, from Gaga to The Offspring to Depeche Mode to The Beatles? Check.<br />
Wants to watch movies all day long, like me? Check.<br />
Pure adorkableness? Triple check.<br />
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I'm on a love high right now and it FEELS SO FINE. I'll probably do a EMO post one of these days on my emotional growth when it comes to the loveydoveys, once again I've learned a great deal about myself. Furthermore, I had a photoshoot for a Belgian project called "The Bird Project", more info on that later this month. It's a body positive project, founded by the adorable <a href="http://media-cache-ec4.pinterest.com/550x/39/45/88/39458864b440df96d889e61d9cb8a2b3.jpg">Sabine</a> and I'm incredibly proud to be a part of it. Still loving my writing job at the gaming site, I'll be reviewing my first game in a couple of days and I can't WAIT. Also, I went to go see Les Misérables with the big sis, the momster and the BF and I want to marry Anne Hathaway. And OH YEAH I have purple hair these days.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Beanie, leggings: H&M</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Sweater, coat: thrifted</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Fluffy scarf: sister's</span><br />
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I swear the next post won't take three bazillion years to put up again! I've missed this too much. Lots of love for you and be on the look out for a geekery post because I'll be going to another nerd con this weekend. LOTS OF PICTURES! And I will be cosplaying again. YES.The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-52097193105964668582013-01-21T12:47:00.000-08:002013-01-21T12:52:57.887-08:00C-c-c-c-cold but happyWelp, we finally got some winter wonderland action going over here in Belgium. Thankfully it wasn't too much of an inconvenience except for being an hour late for class one time because the bus decided not to show up. But apart from that it's all good.<br />
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With the little chit-chat about the weather out of the way: some happiness! I've got such positive things in my life going on and I'm so incredibly happy. I write articles for a Belgian gaming site (with the possibility of reviewing games and going to press events in the future!), school is going great, I got comments from my photography teacher stating that I have serious potential and that I should definitely try to actually study art AND I just got a little email stating that I will be part of a body positive project here in Belgium. More info on that later, I will now just say that I am SO incredibly happy for getting recognistion for who I am, what I love and what I do. I feel like my life is heading in a great direction and it's the most wonderful feeling in the world. Sometimes I can't believe how much my life has changed in the last year and everytime I realise how much it has changed I can't help but be happy. I'M HAPPY, YO.<br />
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Now some beautiful outfitpictures in the snow! Even though I mostly just worry about keeping my ass warm in cold times I still try and put a little creativity in my clothes.<br />
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A little HOLLA @ Barry M cosmetics for the amazing eyeshadow. Bright eyeshadow? You know that be mah thing but finding bright, colorful eyeshadow that covers your eyelid nicely isn't the easiest task. A friend from school recommended this brand and I'm in love with it. This green eyeshadow is amazaballs, no? Also, I was in no way, shape or form paid to say this. I really love it and would recommend it to anyone. Take a look at <a href="http://www.barrym.com/products/eyes/shadows/dazzle-dust.html">ALL THE PRETTY COLORS of dazzle dust</a>! That's beauty right there. Now Imma go study and enjoy my happiness high. Catch ya later!The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-35874254879528748112013-01-14T11:57:00.000-08:002013-01-14T12:02:38.984-08:00Konichiwa, Bitchez!Here it is. <b>When hair becomes epic, it looks like this:</b><br />
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I feel like I was born to have this hair. It's easy, perfect for my lazy ass, I can put a mohawk up in there!!!!!!<br />
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MY DREAM HAS COME TRUE! Every time I look in the mirror I feel like the bad ass chick that's inside me has come out. The color, the cut, the length, it's the most perfect haircut I've ever had. My sister declared that she's "a fan" of mine once she saw my new 'do. Some people looked incredibly shocked in school, declaring "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" and I've heard silly things like "Short hair is for boys" (ugh, this is worth a whole 'nother post because what is deemed "boyish" and "girly" is mainly a social construct) but to keep this post positive I won't start another rant about silly opinions. Plus there were also plenty of people who told me that it looks perfect on me. I will declare my love for me and my hair because I am a kick ass woman with hair to match with my personality. Also, I kind of dig the feeling of those really short hairs in the back of my neck. Just wanted to share the awesomeness with my lovely readers because you are awesome!<br />
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Peace out, lovelies! And don't let anybody ever tell you what you should wear or how you should cut your hair. To, once again in a post about hair, quote The Gaga: I'll die living just as free as my hair.<br />
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<br />The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-15680362982186543452013-01-11T14:04:00.000-08:002013-01-11T14:17:39.927-08:00Alice in Wonderland and a ranty-rant, because it's been too longThis is the last outfit I'll post with my semi short pink hair! Well, my hair will still be pink after cutting it but it'll be legit short! I always have the same kind of lame-o feeling a couple of days before I get my hair cut. Before making the appointment I have this moment of wondering whether I REALLY want to get it cut or not (a little piece of the girl who wants princess hair still resides somewhere in my brain) but once I made the hair-cutting official I start getting really irritated with my hair, almost to the point where I want to cut it myself. I've been wearing it in a ratty little ponytail all week so I'll be hella happy to have it short again, tomorra. I'll take a little moment for this particular hairstyle because it has been awesome. You did well, hair. I salute you.<br />
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Now a little funny story, related to hair and a little rant on how people always seem to think that other people care about their personal opinions on things. In school, I was talking to this dude about dying hair. He's a goth so he dyes his hair black, quite the opposite of my bright pink 'do. He talked about the various things he wanted to do and, naturally, I talked about my hair related adventures, including my plans of getting the Robyn 'do with the option to do a mohawk. He looked at me, confused, saying "Really? You serious?" to which I replied "Uh, yeah?". He flat out told me the following: "It'll look terrible on you." I flat out told him this: "Well dude, I really do not care whether some random person may or may not find me attractive with a certain hairstyle because, frankly, there's more important stuff in the world to worry about. Also, I will cut my hair the way I like." I'd like to say that I stopped here but after that eloquent burn I added "TOO BAD, MOTHERFUCKAH" and walked away. I felt particularly bad ass that day. But being confronted by these kinds of things always raises a certain annoying point.<br />
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Why do people feel the need to tell other people what they should or should not do with their appearance? "Don't get that haircut, it'll look hideous on you.", "Take off that make-up babe, you look like a hooker.", "Those pants are VERY unflattering, you know.", "Are you sure you want to wear this?", "Those shoes are very... interesting.", we've all heard similar comments. I know I have. Somehow, people have the idea that they can tell you whatever they want and like, just because they can. I personally don't feel the need to tell someone that I think they look terrible when that is the case, unless it's a kind of "there's lipstick on your teeth" thing going on. In those kinds of situations you should be good person and tell them what's up. However, if they're wearing a certain type of thing that's not particularly your style, just don't say anything. Bitch to your friends if you want to, fine. No harm done. But just because you have a certain idea about what defines beauty doesn't mean that you possess the cold, hard truth on what beauty is. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" is such a well-known saying but I barely know any people who actually listen to their own advice. I'm still a snot-nosed punk but at least I found out that NOTHING in life is written in concrete, so to speak. Whether it's an opinion on something, a dream about the future, the maximal capacity of our technology, it all changes. And I think we all agree that the idea on what is attractive changes a hell of a lot, looking at fashion history. We think the people in the eighties were silly mofo's with the shoulder pads and neon colors, even looking back at what we wore ten years ago makes us laugh our ass off. But back then, we thought we were stone cold foxes.<br />
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Apart from the whole "define beauty" discussion, I also just really get kind of pissed when people automatically assume that you wear certain things and do certain things solely to be attractive to men. Because us womenfolk have nothing better to worry about than landing some dude. I tell you what: I'd rather have my future guy know that I sometimes to crazy shit with my appearance. Otherwise he'll be in for a big shock everytime I dye my hair a different color. It's part of my personality. My future dude will love me, bald and pierced or long blonde braids and tattooed, for the delightfully crazy chick that I am. As he should. /rant<br />
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Now that I got that out of the way, pictures of my outfit are in place. The tights and earrings are two of my awesome christmas prezzies, I love them so much.<br />
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This is very soft and cutesy for my style nowadays but I felt so good in all these pretty colors. The soft hues and mary janes made me feel so sweet. Sometimes a girl just wants to twirl around in a pretty floral dress! Have a nice weekend and lots of luck to all of you with exams!The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-4230225350223180872013-01-04T11:14:00.000-08:002013-01-04T11:15:18.982-08:00Street Cred<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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First off: a very very happy new year to everyone! I was all done with 2012 so I'm very glad we can get this 2013 party started UP IN HIYA. To celebrate the feeling that this year can't possibly suck as much as the last I went shopping and bought 3 pairs of shoes. Because this is what the women in our family do. We shop and eat sushi if there's anything to celebrate. The two combined is prefered (though not at the same time, that would be one helluva mess) but a girl can't have everything.<br />
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I've been in love with sneakerwedges for the longest time but I hadn't come across the perfect pair yet. I wanted some cute colors, a heel not too high but high enough to add a little elegance to my strut and ladylike but not too dainty because that's really not my style. I came across these beauties (for 20 euro's!!!!! WIN) and it was instant love. I feel like a anime character with these badgirls on my feet and that's NEVER a bad thing. They go perfectly with my eclectic, colorful style and I'll spend many a happy hour thinking of kick ass outfits to wear them with. Feast your eyes, my babes.<br />
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Shout out to my sis who bought these awesome earrings for me as a christmas prezzie. Also, pants and leggings have been my best friends lately. I've been feeling pretty foxeh so showing off my curves with nicely fitting pants have been really nice. For the longest time I only wore mididresses and -skirts so this is very refreshing and a little strange to me. I barely have any skirts above the knee so I really want to buy me some of those in the sales this month. I should probably make a list. And I'm totally getting my hair cut again because, even though I can kind of rock this shaggy out-grown style, I really want to feel all fresh and clean cut again. As I've been loving and listening to Robyn ever since I heard "Dancing on my own" on "Girls" (grrrrreat show) this summer I'm going to model my next haircut after hers. Looks like I'm finally going to be getting my mohawk. This is the best hair ever: </div>
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My big sis always knows how to make her lil' sis happy. I got two pairs or gorgeous earrings (one rainbowcolored leopardprint hoops, one Elizabeth Taylor-esque bling bling earrings in purple, white and blue stones), bright green golden-green eyeshadow, the most GORGEOUS pink, shiny necklace I had been lusting after for ages, a blue and white tie dye pair of tights (which totally looks like a cloud print and y'all know how I love skyprints, be it day or night!) and a bottle of my favorite alcoholic beverage, Moscato, which is a sparkly, super sweet wine. I love it. Thanks to <a href="http://in-so-mnia.blogspot.be/">Sabina</a> for pointing this heavenly drink out to me. I also got a pair of earrings from my mom, some super rad scifi looking bling that reminds me of <a href="http://www.yourprops.com/movieprops/default/4a22ac360e977/Replica-Crystal-Shard.jpg">the crystal shard from The Dark Crystal</a> and some super cute pink nailpolish with gold sparkles from one of my nephews. They will all be featured in future blogposts, of course. Our day consisted of putting the presents under the christmas tree for extra cheesy prettiness, eating crackers with fancy toppings (my favorite was goat cheese with honey, SO GOOD), taking pictures of everything and everyone, cooking our dinner (quiche, cod en papillote with potatoe gratin and warm apple pie with vanilla icecream, mmm-MMM), unwrapping our presents and watching "The Muppet Christmas Carol", which was one of my presents for my sister. The Muppets are a bit of a family thing for us, I'm pretty sure that all my siblings and me know a significant amount of quotes from "The Muppet Movie", "Muppet Treasure Island" and "The Muppet Christmas Carol" by heart. Jim Henson is my hero. I know christmas is over but I still want to share this lovely song with you because it always warms my heart! Michael Caine as Ebenezer Scrooge singing about happiness, it's awesome.<br />
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Now pictures from my christmas day, including the best hair I probably ever had!<br />
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Material (and Moscato loving) girls<br />
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Some moodshots of my sisters adorable decorations, they're the bees knees. Her house is the cosiest place on earth! Except for, maybe, a little house in The Shire. But since that place is fictional (if it weren't I wouldn't be able to fit in there anyways :( ) I gladly settle for my sisters place.<br />
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Cuddling up to Barney the christmas donkey who lives in the nativity play-esque barn in the centre of my sisters town around the holidays. He's old, soft and a total sweetheart! I had a picture with him wearing my reindeer headband but I can't find it anywhere. Maybe it's for the best, I wouldn't want to ruin his reputation as head honcho of the nativity scene.<br />
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Adorable pic of my and my sis wearing our uber fashionable reindeer headpiece. Picture taken with my sisters new fancy Samsung phone. Check out my angelic hair. Now, the moment you've all been waiting for, the outfit.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">dress: H&M</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">earrings, coat: vintage</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">headband: Blokker</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">tights, belt: Veritas</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">boots: Torfs</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">ring: Avalaya</span><br />
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I was born to have pink curls. I had a wonderful time and I'm kinda sad that I'll have to wait another year for christmas time to come around again. Oh well! I hope you had an awesome christmas too and if you didn't: my christmases were total bullcrap for a long time too. You'll have another chance to have an awesome party next year! Merry late christmas my loves and if this is the last time we talk this year: A very happy new year!<br />
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<br />The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-9817209770316494112012-12-20T13:42:00.000-08:002012-12-20T13:42:02.529-08:00They told me I could be anything...... so I became a galaxy.<br />
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If you haven't already figured this out: I'm crazy about prints. But galaxy print is probably my favorite print in the whole wide world. I know I wore these pants in my last post too but I thought that this outfit was absolute cosmological perfection and one can never wear awesome pants like these enough. I like a good floral or stripey<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span>piece as much as the next girl but since I'm a Carl Sagan geek and want one of his philosophical quotes tattooed on me somewhere in the future I have an extra special place in my heart for spacey prints. When I look up at night and see the all those tiny stars in the big black sky I can't help but feel a little calmer. It helps me realise that, even when humanity screws up big time, the universe won't cease to exist because of our petty mistakes. Whatever problems I have, they fall into complete nothingness when I look at the size of the cosmos. It helps me put things in perspective and renew my respect for the life I have. As do Carl Sagan quotes, let me share some of my favorites with you.<br />
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"Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known."<br />
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"For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love."<br />
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"Everyone of us is, in the cosmic perspective, precious. If a human disagrees with you, let him/her live. In a hundred billion galaxies, you will not find another."<br />
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"We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever."<br />
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"We make our world significant by the courage of our questions and the depth of our answers."<br />
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"But I could be wrong."<br />
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Getting older, learning and changing is scary in some ways. Okay, in a LOT of ways. But realising that you really don't have the answer to everything and that you're probably wrong about a lot of things all the time is actually a relief to me. I'd rather be wrong a million times and learn something every single time than to be right and never learn at all. Though being wrong all the time wouldn't be the best thing either. YOU GET MY POINT.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Pants: H&M</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Shirt: 3 suisses</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Boots: Torfs</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Hat: Gift from awesome friend</span><br />
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If these pictures look EXTRA nifty, by the way, it's because they are. I made them with my new lens, 50mm 1.4, a lovely birthday present from myself. I love it with all my heart. The adorable sequined hat was a gift from a friend, I have the nicest friends <3. They give presents like bosses. Just one more day of school for me and then I have my 2 week break of holidays! I'm looking forward to christmas, sleeping in (FINALLY) and finding time to waste some time again. DRAWING. READING. VIDEOGAMES. Aaaah, holidays, you came just in time.<br />
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Hope you lovelies have a good weekend and if I don't talk to you before christmas: Merry christmassssss! Oh and happy end of the world day for the 21st of december!The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-23749037184815700352012-12-13T14:03:00.000-08:002012-12-13T14:03:50.232-08:00Big Ass Birthday Post: All you need is loveLast sunday, december ninth, I turned nineteen. To be honest, I was dreading this day. Not because I have a fear of getting older (though I suspect that'll change once I'll get closer to the big 2-0 or, as the Belgians call it, tram 2) but because this is the first year in five years that I'm boyfriend-less. I thought "Yeah, it'll be nice to get some presents and stuff but in the end of the day I'll feel a bit empty.". I was expecting a pretty bad day, actually. But the moment I woke up I realised that it wasn't going to be a depressing day. In fact, it was the best birthday I've ever had. Prepare for A LOT of pictures.<br />
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When I woke up and went downstairs I found my mom in the middle of the livingroom with nineteen lit candles, a chocolate cake in the shape of a heart with, again, nineteen candles. She decorated the room with garlands and balloons, she's literally the best. I got two gorgeous presents from her and a promise to pay for some clothes in the next sales so that makes me a very happy camper.The first present was my very first bottle of perfume. I've been wanting a "signature scent" for a long time but since that takes some time and money I've always been content with little samples or no perfume at all. A couple of weeks ago I went shopping with my sister and we tried lots of different perfumes but as soon as I smelled this one, "Love" by Chloe, I knew this was the one. It's wonderfully floral (I love floral scents <3) and soft, in a warm way. I love it so much, every time I spritz a little on me I get happy because of the wonderful scent. I react very strongly to smells, a certain scent can take me back to a very specific moment or place or person and make me feel the accompanying emotions. This scent will always make me think of going shopping with my sister, the nineteen candles on the chocolate cake and the moment I realised that it would be a good day.<br />
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The perfume is awesome and my sister sneakily checked whether this was the correct one by texting me "hey, I just got this sample from "Love" by Chloe with a magazine, I'll save it for you if that's the one you liked!". SNEAKY SNEAKY. Something I didn't expect was a little decorative tree that I can use to hang jewelry on. Years ago I got the idea in my head of what a fantastic decorating idea it is and how pretty a standard full of jewelry would look. I told my mom once or twice and she remembered! It looks absolutely gorgeous in my room. The jewelry tree in action:<br />
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Momster did a good job and I think it's pretty redundant to say that my sister did a good job. :-D After unpacking my presents, hugging my mom a couple of times, blowing out all of my candles (it took a while for me to think of a wish because I am THAT happy) and eating half of my chocolate cake I went upstairs to think of a glorious outfit. Because, no matter how old I get or how much I change, I will never let an opportunity slip to dress up. And, my friends, glorious IT WAS. We went to my sister's and helped her decorate her ginormous christmas tree, ridiculously awesome pictures can be seen <a href="http://stylingdutchman.blogspot.be/2012/12/christmas-lights.html">here</a>. If I had to pick one thing in life that makes me happiest (besides sushi, which we will come to in a second) it's spending time with the people I love. There was no better way to spend my birthday than with my sis, her boyfriend and my mom. Decorating the tree, taking pictures of everything for <a href="http://stylingdutchman.blogspot.be/">my sisters blog</a>, singing christmas songs together, cooing over the gorgeous decoration and talking about everything and nothing, it was the best. After decorating we went out to take outfit pictures because that's what you do when you both have a style blog. I desperately wanted to take pictures with the ugly-ass kitschy christmastree-shaped lights but they were too ugly to actually focus on. It looks pretty funky in the background, though.<br />
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The pink lacey thing? Actually a bra! How awesome is that thing?!<br />
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Now, what we've all been waiting for, THE SUSHI. I still salivate thinking about it. Sushi is the best thing ever. Not even since sliced bread, just the best thing period. I drank jasmine tea with the sushi, I thought it was pretty tasty but my sister made the "baby-tasting-lemon-for-the-first-time-face" when she tried the tea. I really wish I had a picture of that. No strange faces but tasty sushi!<br />
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As you can see, it was heaven. The day was perfect and it ended perfectly, with a belly full of sushi. Little did I know that I still had some surprises to come. The day after my birthday I got a big box in the mail with the best shoes ever, a sneak peak of a future outfit post:<br />
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Yes. Flatforms with fishscales. I know, it's too much awesomeness. I'm in love. When I wear them I feel like a perfect mix between a Spice Girl and a punk. Life doesn't get much better than a mix of those two, stylewise. Not only did I get these gorgeous shoes, another day after that I got a ridiculously large package in the mail from the bestest friend in the world, my <a href="http://lifeisaromanticpoem.blogspot.be/">Jules</a>. Including a beautiful letter, lots of tasty candy (I think I've already eaten half of it BECAUSE IT'S SO GOOD AAAH) and the coolest presents in the world.<br />
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The beautiful packages!<br />
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The black and white cameo necklace! Jules remembered that, last year around christmas, I posted a wish list on my blog containing a cameo necklace. She remembered something I put on my blog. A year ago. She should basically just win the internetz for being so awesome.<br />
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A CD from "Of Monsters and Men", a band she recommended to me. I fell in love with their sound and have been listening to their "My head is an animal" album non-stop since she sent me some songs. Music, jewelry, candy and videogame merchandise. I swear, life doesn't get better than that. She also sent me a christmas present and since I was WAY too impatient to wait until the holidays I opened it today. I've said it once and I'll say it again: JULES YOU'RE CRAZY<br />
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Quite a while ago she showed me this piece of jewelry, saying that it reminded her of me and that it would look amazingly fierce on me. I told her that I loved it to death and that I would definitely try and buy it. But being the lazy bum that I am I never got around to buying it. So she bought it for me. I ALMOST DIED when I opened the package and I saw the asos logo on the box. I'll take a better picture with the piece in a future outfit post. It's pure amazingness. I'm so incredibly fulfilled with happiness about everything. LIFE IS GOOD.<br />
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Thank you. If this were a sign of how the upcoming year of my life is going to be, it's going to be fucking fantastic!<br />
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Yes, if pink hair won't make you smile I don't know what will! I missed my bright hair. As soon as I washed the dye out and looked in the mirror I thought "OH LOVER, where have you been all my life?!" and continued to look in the mirror for a minute or two. Okay no, more like ten minutes while smiling like a maniac. Everytime I see the pink hair I get a shot of instant happiness. Oh bright hair, nothing will ever make me feel quite as much as myself as you. I swear I was born to have pink hair. The comments I get on my hair are always positive too, not including the sour old ladies who ask "Does your mother approve of this?". I smile widely and tell them that my mother is the badass who dyed my hair. Put that in your pipe and smoke it! My mom is the bestest. The bright hair doesn't shock her anymore but my new piercing did do the trick;<br />
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I was shopping with a friend today (who baked brownies for my birthday this upcoming sunday, the sweetiepie, knowing that I swoon for anything chocolatey <3) and I have been lusting after a new piercing for a while. She's no stranger to piercings either so this was the perfect moment to go for it and be spontaneous. A friend from school recommended this tattoo/piercing shop and the friend I was out shopping with told me that she also had great experiences with that same shop so before I knew it I was sitting on the little stool thingie with a needle through my septum. <br />
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Credits to the sis who planted the idea of a septum piercing in my head, since she mentioned it I haven't been able to get it out of my head. A moment of spontaneity was all I needed and I'm SO happy. My mom was a little shocked but since she's also awesome she told me that, whatever kinds of needles I put through my nose, I'll always be the most beautiful girl in the world. That's a good momster for ya right there. I feel like such a badass with my piercing and my pink hair, haha. The piercinglady told me, before the piercing, that people told her that this particular piercing was possible a) one of the most painful piercings possible or b) barely noticable on the pain scale. Of course I kind of freaked out a little because ARGH, PAINZ. But I turned out to be one of the people who though it was barely noticable. My eyes didn't even water. Again, feeling like such a badass. I really love the way it looks and I'm so happy I did it!<br />
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Dress classy, dance cheesy, my friends. Have a wonderful weekend!The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-33678709161787676202012-11-27T10:04:00.000-08:002012-11-27T10:04:18.037-08:00EMO post: The kids are alrightI've been neglecting my writing and blogging lately and I want to STOP DOING IT, DAMN IT. Because I've met so many wonderful people through blogging and I really enjoy writing. But sometimes with school, family and other things my mind wanders off and I forget about writing and blogging. This will end now! I have some stuff to talk about. Since I haven't done a personal EMO post in a while I thought it was a good time to get the emo show on the road again.<br />
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As some of my readers will know, I've had a pretty... eventful summer, to put it nicely. A parent died, a longterm relationship ended nastily and dramatically, it was pretty epic in a terrible soap opera kind of way. After dealing with that crap head on for a couple of months (Thank Jebus for summer vacations) life really got started again and I realised the world hasn't really stopped turning. In fact, the world didn't even change a bit. The bus I took before all that stuff happened is still the same bus. The library I went to before is still the same library. School hasn't changed, cities haven't changed, family and friends haven't changed. But I have. That's the scariest part of it all. You can only break up with a person once (okay technically you can do it many times but I don't roll that way) and you can only lose a person to illness once. You know that life goes on and that everything, how heartbreaking and terrible it might be at first, passes. But the thing you can never really prepare yourself for is how life changes you.<br />
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Even though you try so hard to hold on to yourself and the person you believe you are, slowly but surely life creeps up on you and starts tweaking the little nuts and bolts in your head. Before you know it you forget what it actually was you used to believe in and what your particular thoughts on certain issues were. I could never imagine how some (granted, life changing) events can change you to your core. Not only your opinions and ideals but.. I'm not quite sure how to describe it. Some fundamental feeling you always carry with you about yourself. That, if there's anything you can be sure about, it's who you are. Realising that the person you are is eternally changing and that you're not the same person now as you were a month ago is a very strange thing. Now I understand all those "before you can be wise and old you first have to be young and stupid" things. While it's hella creepy to realise that I'm changing as a person it's also kind of awesome, now that I think about it. It means that, whatever is happening, I'm not standing still. It means that I'm learning and every step of the way I'm coming a little closer to becoming the person I'm "meant" to be. To quote Carl Sagan: "I don't know where I'm going... but I'm on my way."<br />
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Not only have I changed in mind/spirit, I've changed quite a bit on the outside too. I'm not sure when and how it happened but I lost some weight. I'm not even sure how to feel about it. When I look in the mirror I see the same girl as always. If the clothes I had didn't suddenly turn out to be two sizes too big I probably wouldn't have noticed a thing. People tell me how different I look and how "GREAT" this is. I'm still not sure how to feel about that, either. Is simply losing weight a good thing? Because I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't have a motivation. Probably just a hell of a lot of stress, a bit more excercise (when I'm pissed off I go for walks/runs with my dog until my legs go numb, basically) and that's it. I always feel strange when people go into hyper happy mode simply because I lost some weight. Honestly, it makes me feel more insecure rather than anything else. To notice how much people care about something as silly as your weight and how different they treat you because of that, bah, humbug. I knew that people were silly but this is just a little depressing. HULLO THERE, fat-shaming! I know they mean well and that being skinnier is a generally good thing in our society but mostly, it just kind of baffles and irritates me. On the other hand, having smaller boobs is a lot more practical when buying bras. Which is also kind of annoying to think about because you'd think that people with bigger boobs would be more in need of BRAS. Going from an E to D cup and still only being able to find 2 bras in your cupsize in a big ass lingerie store with affordable stuff... say it with me: BAH, humbug.<br />
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Conlusion: I'm getting used to the new me. Change is fucking terrifying. But I think I kind of like it, too. Next post will be an outfit again and, if you're lucky, pink hair again! PARTY TIME, EXCELLENT!The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-62120291947609156782012-11-17T10:30:00.000-08:002012-11-17T10:31:50.892-08:00Pink and polka dotsThis is the best coat, probably, in the history of all coats. It's one of the many gorgeous things I got from <a href="http://in-so-mnia.blogspot.be/">Sabina</a> at the <a href="http://thecanongirldoesfashion.blogspot.be/2012/10/hollywood-magic-and-blogsale.html">blogsale</a> and I'm a little sad it's already too cold to wear it. It's absolutely perfect for kind of crappy inbetween weather in spring and autumn and it sure brightens up those dull days. The fit is gorgeous and retro, while I'm a little less into the whole vintage look lately I still can't resist a beautiful A line skirt (or coat). Or a nicely cut pencilskirt. If shit is beautiful, shit is beautiful! One of the most timeless, beautiful pieces in my entire wardrobe fo sho. Feast your eyes, my darlingz!<br />
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I'm really digging pink lately. Probably because of the blonde hair. PINK AND BLONDE FO EVAH.<br />
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I'm still blonde now but I already got some purple and pink dye on the way. I've had some bright colors here and there mixed in my dark hair but I've never had a full head of bright pink hair. Now that the days are getting colder and darker it's time to turn things up a notch again and go full <a href="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110730224433/adventuretimewithfinnandjake/images/9/9f/Lumpy_Space.png">lumpy space</a> or<a href="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110504011234/adventuretimewithfinnandjake/images/c/cb/13bubblegum.png"> bubblegum princess</a>. Blonde has been lots of fun but I can't wait to be strange again. :-D<br />
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Have you read "Fifty shades of Grey"? What did you think of it? Fun and hot or just some bad writing? "I'm fifty shades of Fucked Up" sounds like a freaking classic quote, that's all I know. This dude is pretty funny and I think WE ALL WONDER what Dr. Zoidberg, Yoda, Smeagol or Mr. Mackey sound like when they're getting their nasty on. Not suitable for work or kids but really freaking hilarious. Hope you like it and have a great weekend!The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-27555095618389479802012-11-12T12:15:00.000-08:002012-11-12T12:25:45.025-08:00Family timeLast saturday my sis, her boyfriend, my mom and me FINALLY got around to taking a little trip to go see my brother, his wife and my nephew. He's almost six months old now and I can't believe how much he has grown since the last time I saw him. Then again, he IS a baby, so he'll be doing a lot more of that. Growing, I mean. :-D We had an amazing time and I squeezed, hugged and kissed my nephew until the very end of our stay. He was amazingly sweet and lucky for us he loves attention and hugs! I'm not sure how it works but when I look at my nephew I instantly feel some kind of connection, almost like I "realise" he shares my blood. I have the same kind of feeling with my nieces. Kids in the family are always great but since my oldest brother lives so freaking far away I always had a little bit of heartache when it came to family stuff. I'm crazy about my nieces and I try to skype with them when I can but life gets in the way and the seven hour time difference doesn't help much either. But now that I have a nephew a little closer nearby I feel so happy when I think about the fact that I'll be able to form a real connection with him a little earlier, as his aunt. It's a beautiful thing, family.<br />
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The day consisted of listening to good music on the way to my brother, eating some great food (our family gatherings are never complete without some sort of vegetable soup), lots of hugging and singing Disney songs. "Bedknobs and Broomsticks" FTW! The day ended with my awesome sister in law giving me her graphics tablet, which I will be checking out into GREAT detail next weekend when I have a bit more time. Needless to say I was over the moon with this gift, it'll bring editing and photoshopping my pictures to a whole new level. Possibly some drawing, too. AH, ALL THE OPTIONS. Before I go on an arts-nerd rant, now get ready for the cutest babeh ever. Meet my nephew, Daniel.<br />
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If that's not an expression that says "HAPPY CAMPER OVAH HIYAH" I don't know what does. To be completely honest, my ovaries were shaking the whole time I was hugging his little body and kissing his soft cheeks. There's a momster inside me, I can feel it. <a href="http://cdn.girlswithslingshots.com/comics/2007-12-12-GWS379.jpg">Hazel from Girls with Slingshots style</a>.<br />
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How can you not feel at least a little extra soft when you look at this face?<br />
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Getting buried under auntie snuggles!<br />
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My gorgeous brother and proud papa!<br />
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Proud mama!<br />
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The cuteness. IT HURTS.<br />
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He was also incredibly fascinated by our hair and particularly the pulling of it. He's already pretty strong, I can tell you that. But we were basically just too happy to care.<br />
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How stereotypically Dutch can you go: an orange windmill in the background with lots of water. And a blonde babe, OH YEAH. All we're missing is a couple of tulips, a honk of cheese and some weed.<br />
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Hope you got your dose of cute baby for the day, I know I did!The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-10615124478612818752012-11-08T06:45:00.000-08:002012-11-08T06:45:54.834-08:00WonderwomanFinally, a real people outfit on my blog again and not some crazy ass dress-up thing! This is the shirt I bought at the <a href="http://thecanongirldoesfashion.blogspot.be/2012/10/who-run-da-world-nerds-pt-2.html">nerd convention</a>. Obviously I have been wearing and will be wearing this baby all the time. Being a geek and a feminist at the same time while being a little witty? Sounds good, sister. I also think that this might be the first almost all black outfit I ever posted on my blog. Now that my hair is blonde (and it won't be for much longer, I'm really lusting after some bright hair again) I feel like I can wear darker colors more easily without feeling boring. These liquid leggings are pure heaven too. After wearing leggings as pants I can hardly go back to wearing actual pants. I know people have a lot of beef with leggings as pants but for realz, leggings are the perfect way to show off your butt without flattening it because of tight, thick fabric. Instead of squeezing your ass, leggings hug your ass! If that's not some freakin' fashion poetry I don't know what is. :-D A little tip: if you're on a manhunt, do wear liquid leggings. Boys and tight pants are a good combo. And if you feel a little cold, overexposed or if your leggings are a little on the flimsy side: wear some thick black cotton leggings underneath. The jacket was a thrifting treasure which, if I recall correctly, didn't cost more than 10 euro. It's super cosy and warm and I've been wearing it non stop since it became colder. Plus I can't resist the rock 'n roll vibe.<br />
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My life has been pretty sweet. Good feedback on <a href="http://thecanongirl.blogspot.be/2012/11/face-dances.html">my photography</a> from my teacher, smooth sailing in school and I might have met a nice fella. I'll keep you posted. ;-)<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">necklace: sisters</span>The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-72497175657509003272012-11-01T14:02:00.002-07:002012-11-01T14:03:33.447-07:00This is Halloween: party 2012While I was a total boring mofo staying home on the exciting night of halloween (which isn't all that exciting here in Belgium, halloween hardly exists over here) I did have a chance to get my halloween on at a cosy party at my sis' place last weekend! Good food, carving some badass pumkins, good company, a terrible horror movie and tasty booze, 't was all good! Though I had a really stubborn pumpkin and no talent for carving whatsoever. And I'm not going to recommend "The Woman in Black", the movie we watched. Maybe it was really bad because we were talking throughout the whole movie, maybe we were talking throughout the whole movie because it was bad. Either way, I was disappointed. It looked gorgeous, there was definitely some potential there but it didn't deliver. I was pleasantly surprised by Daniel Radcliffe though. Not so much by his acting performance as by his looks kicking it up a notch or two. I never thought of him as an attractive guy in the Harry Potter movies (total Ron fangirl over here) but I've grown to appreciate him. Seeing him say all kinds of <a href="http://media-cache-ec5.pinterest.com/upload/566186984373052442_c5QsGzw7_c.jpg">sensible things about same sex marriage</a> is a big YES too. Sensible dudes, I like 'em.<br />
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Chillin' with Black Swan (<a href="http://stylingdutchman.blogspot.be/">my sis, obvi</a>) and Cruella De Vil. As a vampire queen I needed the umbrella, otherwise <a href="http://giannaperada.files.wordpress.com/2012/04/edward_sparkling-1.jpg">this shit</a> happens.<br />
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Black Swan slaughtering her pumpkin.<br />
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Beautiful pirate Brenda torturing her pumpkin.<br />
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Vampire sister <a href="http://in-so-mnia.blogspot.be/">Sabina</a>! Not only were we equally VAMPALICIOUS (yes I totally just said that) we both had the nastiest pumpkins of the bunch. Proof:<br />
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That's not right, man. I can tell you that.<br />
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Some of the carved pumpkins and lovely decoration! Mine is the snaggletoothed goblin in the middle, third from the right. Not my best creative work. The big ass pumpkin on the left is my sister's, pretty awesome right? And of course Jack Skellington on the right, carved by Eline aka Cruella. She could have a future in the pumpkin carving industry.<br />
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Black Swan, another beautiful pirate and Catwoman!<br />
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Worm sammich! It was actually just sliced hotdog with ketchup. Tasty and nasty looking! My sis also made a very tasty pumpkin soup from all the carvings. I ate it all, the day after the party. :-D After dinner the brave ones among us took a walk down to the cemetery to take some moody outfit shots for <a href="http://in-so-mnia.blogspot.be/">Sabina's blog</a>.<br />
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Obviously I had to come to the cemetery. It's one of my favorite hangouts.<br />
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I hope you liked my little report on our party and that you had a good halloween yourself! And because halloween will always make me think of The Nightmare Before Christmas, a movie I watched at least a million times when I was a kid, I'm going to leave you with "This is Halloween". HAPPY HALLOWEEEEEN!<br />
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<br />The Canon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10032712590731994117noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640702672236283799.post-45274156103806292182012-10-27T09:29:00.000-07:002012-10-27T09:31:07.659-07:00Who run da world? NERDS pt. 2Since you lovelies were so enthousiastic about my last post I couldn't keep you waiting too long for some more pictures! Embrace yourselves, there's a lot more awesomeness coming up!<br />
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Some of my brothers and sisters from other misters:<br />
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How cool is this?! I HAVE A GANG OF LINKS, Y'ALL. Though let's agree on one point: I'm definitely the sexiest. :-D The dude in front of me had a seriously kickass bow, though. And I appreciate a man in leggings.<br />
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YAY female Link!<br />
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Check out that Hylian Shield. MHM, that's pretty nice. Since I didn't have a mastersword I totally stole his. No I just asked him if I could take a picture with it. A smartypants in the background murmurred "OOOH she wants to play with your MASTERSWORD." so that explains the sexy face I have on here. :-D<br />
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And before it was too late I had to do a "DUN DUN DUN DUNNNNNN" with the sword.<br />
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ZELDA FANS, UNITE. He wanted a picture with me because of the cosplay, I wanted a picture with him because of the awesomeness of that shirt. I want it.<br />
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One of my favorite anime characters of all time, Kenshin Himura! It was truly an honor, I watched Rurouni Kenshin when I was younger, every sunday morning. I was crazy about it, together with my sister. I was kind of hoping to come across a sexy Sanosuke too but this did just fine!<br />
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Cute picture of me and my friend.<br />
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Oooh SNAP another Ash! No steampunk this time but still awesome. I really want a hat like that. You know, so that when things get hardcore I can flip my hat.<br />
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Some Half-life peeps who looked pretty hardcore in their cosplays. I asked if I could take a picture with them and the dude in the helmet replied "With Link? ALWAYS." and then showed me his upper arm containing this piece of art:<br />
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I probably don't have to tell you that I had a hard time with trying not to jump him screaming that I wanted to bear his children. It took a lot out of me but I managed to keep it together. Barely.<br />
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Mononoke Hime in the hizzazz! I only saw a couple of Ghibli cosplays. There was one Arrietty, one Noface from Spirited Away and one San, pictured here. I was hoping to see a Howl or something (you know, A HOT HOWL) but alas, no cigar.<br />
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The moment I saw the back of his costume I thought "HOLY SHIT THAT'S FRANK". I love love love Donnie Darko and the movement in the picture and my creeped out expression really adds to the atmosphere of the picture.<br />
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MIGHTY MORPHIN' POWER RANGERS. Oh yeah. I have their themesong on my Ipod.<br />
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Link getting his sexy on with the white power ranger.<br />
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Adventure Time! Me and my sis are crazy about adventure time so once I spotted this Finn the human cosplayer I was like "NEED PICTUREZ NAO". He even played his ukelele for us! Too bad Jake wasn't there with him. I swear, one day, I will cosplay as the lumpy space princess.<br />
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A cute joker kid with a free hugs sign. As I mentioned in the last post, I can't resist a free hugs sign. My facial expression says "Daaaaw this joker is such a cutie pie!" which might not have been the reaction he was going for. But he was pretty adorable.<br />
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I wasn't really familiar with his character but my friends were. He was Gray from Fairy Tail, a pretty popular manga/anime. I just thought "MMM gotta get me some of that nerd man", as you can see in my not so subtle facial expression. My hormones were going crazy. Even if you're not a geek, just go to these conventions to check out some hot dudes. It's WELL WORTH it. :-D<br />
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This was a really cute kid who wanted to take a picture with me. Great cosplay and I totally dig the color of the wig.(sniffles)<br />
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I didn't buy much, just this Totoro plushie, two Shin Chan keychain thingies and a shirt with Wonder Woman saying "Girls will save the world!". Because, after all, I'm still a feminist, bitchez. The shirt will definitely be featured in a future outfit post!<br />
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On our walk to the trainstation we found some stalls on the market, one of them containing, wait for it, A BOOMERANG. Since I didn't have a weapon yet I bought the boomerang for 40 cents. It's a real pretty one too! It'll be featured in the blogpost, fo sho. While waiting for the train a man with three little kids asked if he could take a picture of us with his kids, super cute. On the train to the convention we already came across a Prince Zuko (I think) who, when we met again at the convention, hugged us very awkwardly, a Joker and a Ramona Flowers! It was just awesome, looking into the train and seeing those characters sitting there. The whole time at the convention I almost felt like we were in an alternate world with videogame, anime and movie characters coming to life. Who wouldn't want to live in a world where Link and Pikachu can be on the same picture? Anyways, I'll start at the beginning.<br />
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Buying my boomerang at the market:<br />
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Link fixing hair.<br />
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Adorable elf friend!<br />
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Other adorable evil elf friend and my make-up skills. Pretty nice, no?<br />
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My band of gorgeous cosplayers.<br />
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Ramona! She was a really cool girl. And I love Scott Pilgrim of course. Now, to get the lady parts of us nerds out there tingling, some hot nerds.<br />
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You can probably guess what I was thinking here. Something with "slytherin", <a href="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2010/12/funny-celebrity-pictures-can-i-slytherin-your-chamber-of-secrets.jpg">if you catch my drift.</a> A really good cosplay, that's all I'm saying.<br />
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One of the many Jokers at the convention. His outfit was really nice. And you know I can't resist a man with green hair.<br />
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Okay trollface might not be a hot nerd but he COULD be. Under the trollface. His costume is hilarious anyways, bonuspoints!<br />
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Chillin' with mah robro R2.<br />
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Meeting up with the Darthster. He was a bit intimidating.<br />
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But Link is not one to lose his good spirit. :-D<br />
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This girl was wearing a pikachu ONESIE. I don't know about you but I want one.<br />
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Jabba was there too.<br />
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Absolutely gorgeous Corpse Bride cosplay.<br />
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A dude with a free hugs sign who was very pleased with himself. I can't resist a free hugs sign, I gave everyone with a sign a hug. There was one cheeky guy who wanted a free hug and then turned his sign around to show a "... and a kiss?" sign. I thought it was pretty adorkable so I kissed him on the cheek. I should've gone ahead given him the kiss of a lifetime RIGHT ON THE LIPS but I'm not that cheeky. :-D<br />
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Chillin' with my superhero homies.<br />
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Link likes them green abs.<br />
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I'll leave you with one of the coolest cosplays I've ever seen. This guy was "Steampunk Ash" and he made his WHOLE costume himself. Including the Pikachu. He even had a steampunk Pokedex and steampunk gymbadges. This was his first cosplay. Really! If that isn't pure awesomeness, I don't know what is.<br />
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I still have some really cool pictures for you guys but I'll save them for the next post! I hope you enjoy my geekery!<br />
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OH ALRIGHT I just have to share this one last picture with you because this is the single most awesome picture you will ever see. It's Link. On the iron throne from "Game of thrones". You're welcome.<br />
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