Yeah I'm writing this at home because I'm sick..again
And NO ONE IS ONLINE D=
One observation I've made
I colour my sketches better when I'm sick. Or relaxed. This is the result :
http://half-pastcrazy.deviantart.com/art/Madame-Du-Barry-154560521
I think that's a step towards finding a style that is ME
anyway
TOAST POPPED
and I must drink my coffee
Good day to you x
Beautiful?
It is no secret that man's perception of "beauty" or "the ideal female form" has changed over the years - hell, it changes from one man to another. Artists once painted real women, with all their curves and jiggly bits and, heaven forbid, skin that actually "creases" when they sit or bend over - and they were beautiful. The modern man plainly states that he'd much rather have something to grab on to as opposed to cuddling a stick-insect. Women criticise other women while they themselves scrutinise their reflection every time they step in front of the mirror - and yes, there are those men who criticise a woman's body. Unheard of, right? Reubens painted the Goddess Venus in a real way.
This is art. This is beauty. Renoir captured the female form exquisitely in his painting "The Bathers" - their faces are lovely, their bodies are real. So when did curvy become chubby, and why was this notion of beauty replaced by the other extreme - thin?
OH MY GOODNESS LOOK. NO FLAT TUMMIES IN SIGHT!I'll tell you something you may or may not already know.
Women (and men) all over the world are bombared with magazines, posters, photos and television programmes depicting photoshopped, airbrushed and sometimes too-thin models. All.The.Time. When did a size 6 become the ideal size? And why is a size 16 any less lovely? More importantly, who decided that anything size 12 and over is a "plus sized" individual?
Two Words my friend: Marilyn Monroe. Forget her life, her death or any other hoo-ha that may cross your mind the moment that name is mentioned. She was beautiful, loved by men the world over. She had curves to die for (no pun intended). And oh my lord, she had a butt - a real one, not one of those new implants they thought up.
Attractive, no? No.She looks ill. Someone stuff a cheeseburger down her throat.You want to know who I blame?
Twiggy.
Yup. That's when it became okay for an underweight/waif woman to work as a model. I'm not saying she shouldn't have modelled, because that would be a lie. I just think she should have eaten some fried chicken at some point during her career. The Twiggy Craze hit women hard. It was no longer okay just being healthy, happy and curvy. NO. Now, everyone wanted to be like Twiggy. I HATE YOU TWIGGY.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? What is that thing? A human leg? No way. That's a scrawny chicken's leg. Yes, her face is pretty. But seriously - this? This is the root (essentially) of the plight of the modern woman?The women's magazines don't help. Every issue has an article about "How to drop a dress size in a month" or "Top ten celeb dieting tips", "Your hormones and your weight". I Laughed out loud at the "Love your body SPECIAL" issue (probably a special because they're to ashamed to admit that yes, people larger than a size 8 exist). We need a "special" issue to love our bodies now. These people have got things in reverse. Women need to be taught to love their bodies - be they naturally thin, slim, curvy or voluptuous. Maybe we should have a "Get Fit" issue once in a while - make that into a "special".
Yes, these women are beautiful. What's important (to me) is whether or not they're healthy .That's where Extremes come in.
Being obese is one extreme. It causes health issues, and people are generally unhappy when they reach that stage. Alright - yes - this is the classification of "Fat".
Why is the other extreme - thin - any more desireable?
FIND THE MIDDLE! OR RATHER, find the appropriate size according to your specific lifestyle/build.
I have many friends who are perfect, slim, healthy and gorgeous. And happy. That's the key word.
Being happy with a HEALTHY weight.
What is a healthy weight?
A weight that does not cause health issues. The end.
It's important not to take things too far.
Who says that abs are more sexy than a regular tummy? Why do we diet? Why do we break down at time when that pair of jeans don't seem to fit as they should? Why do we compare ourselves to women with comepletely different body types and builds? Why do we fight to get into a dress 2 sizes smaller? Why are our lives dominated by a number? Why are we perfectly slim yet pick on non existant flaws? Why can't we just love the body we were given instead of fighting against it?
MORE IMPORTANTLY
Who gives a rat's butt how Brittney-freaking-spears lost weight? Am I Brittney? NO, I'd like to keep my hair. And my kids in the future. Also, blonde is so not me, and I do NOT have a personal trainer or a chef to prepare low calorie meals for me while I'm sweating away on a treadmill. I'd rather sit and read, thanks very much.
Telling a woman to love her body is utterly useless when retail outlets only stock sizes 4 till TOO-SMALL-FOR-YOU. It's even worse when a size 14 at one shop fits pefectly, but in another, they won't even got up past your butt. What kind of message does that send out?
Now I hear 13 year old girls worrying about their "fat". There's nothing wrong with them. When I was 13, I played with Poke'mon and Yu-gi-oh cards, and my biggest concern was catching all my favourite cartoons on Fox Kids. Not my butt looking big or my hair being puffy.
The final straw comes when your slim friend complains that she hates her (insert body part here)
I don't buy magazines anymore. Not Women's Magazines, anyway. National Geographic is the last one I bought. I'm sick of the smiling, airbrushed women telling me how to be "beautiful" and "slim" in
Rubens had the right idea.
EAT THIS MODERN SOCIETY:
Real Women Have Curves
Real women have curves, wrinkles, and flaws.
Each one earned with experience, perseverance and determination.
There's no computer to airbrush your mistakes.
Let them make you who you are.
Love every mark, every scar, every extra curve you wished to go away,
Accept what you can't learn to love,
Then let go of what you can't accept.
Treasure them for their memories
Like a worn love letter or ratty old quilt from generations of old.
Each wrinkle comes with the wisdom only years of life can give.
And life is not to be hidden or covered up.
For life is how a girl grows into a woman
And real women have curves.
— © Alexx A. McCoy
Plus Sized:
Studying.
Student + Dying = Studying.
As much as I thought the above sentance to be a "fail", I am a student and the amount of work I have to do is, actually, KILLING ME!
Okay, so maybe I'm being a little dramatic.
It's not exactly the "studying" that's the problem, I honestly don't mind that part. What really bugs me is the lack of free time left to those who actually do their work (!). On a regular school day, I get home at around 4.15; I eat, take a short fifteen minute break and then the work begins. Beofore I know it, it's twenty-past ten at night. Where in the name of Spongebob's square-pants DID MY TIME GO?! So let's do the math. I finish (or rather, have to stop) doing work at around 10.20pm, I need to be up at 7 (earliest) the next day - leaving me with a staggering...1 and a half hour slot of free time? This little time-jewel can perhaps be used for reading, or sketching, or writing...unless, of course, I'm too tired to do any of these and just flop down in front of the laptop and wallow in my own misery (dramatic?).
The next biggest student killers are, naturally, Teachers.
I understand that during the first week or so of College, they'll whine and preech about how "there's only 3 months left!" or my teachers' new favourite, "There's less than 13 weeks left!"
I understand the urgency of the situation, A-level exams and all that, but WE DO HAVE CALENDERS...and mothers for that matter. I don't know what runs through their minds sometimes. Do they think that one fine day, Kelly is going to wake up, carefree, only to find that her Maths A level Exam is in an hour?! PISH! Don't get me started on teachers. If I ever meet a certain lecturer or 3 of mine in another life, I've got a few choice words for them.
Another thing I've been thinking about: Is it actually possible to tell a teacher/lecturer that they simply don't know how to teach? Technically, it's not an insult unless you're lying. It's true. You can't teach for beans! ... *wanders of into mental shout session with her problematic teachers*
Tests, assignments, one-thousand word essays, pointless IT projects...each one carries its own little packet of stress, which is then dumped onto my Exam Stress pile.
You may be reading this and wondering, "But Kelly, how do you un-stress yourself? Assuming you're not always stressed, that is."
The answer is simple. Too simple, actually.
In the hour or two I have to myself everyday, I dedicate every single millisecond to doing things I love to do. For example:
- Reading
- Photography
- Drawing
- Gaming
- Listening to music while reading or drawing.
- Photoshopping ^^
To me, the perfect environment for me to unwind consists of:
A nice comfy sofa/bed, a book, the tv running on some terribly average programme, fluffy socks, and incense sticks burning the smell of green tea into the air. If it happens to be a nice, sunny day outside, I'd love to go take some nice nature shots, and take in the sun like some sort of deprived, pale plant. A book and a coffee to go are all I need on a day like that.
I WILL do these things in Summer. All day everyday (when I'm not working, duh!).
ALSO!
I'm off to England right after my A-levels. Nervous breakdown or not, I could use the holiday. They have actual countryside there. In fact, right now I'm saving up to buy my dream-camera - hopefully I'll buy it in time for the trip so that I can take better quality photos there. It's not everyday you get to hop on a plane and go somewhere else (Yes, I'm sick of this island with its construction infection. Up, up, up... I'm sick of metal monsters belching out cancer-infused farts of diesel and petrol, and I'm sick of walking by the same god-forsaken "marina" pumped thick with sewage. It hurts my head. I need space! Not from people but from these ...things O_O )
This is a line from Jon McGregor's If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things :
"...in some rare and sacred dead time, sandwhiched between the late sleepers and the early risers, there is a miracle of silence.
Everything has stopped."
You do not need to be a book-lover or English A level student to understand it. I'd like to find this space of time so I could revisit what it means to be "silent". Even when I'm alone in my home, I still hear the buzz of the refrigirator, the rumble of cars passing by, someone else's television or stereo on full blast (I'm going to find them and beat them with industrial sized headphones). So yeah, that quote interests me.
I'm done for now and I have Maths lessons soon.
Peace out
Kelly xo
As much as I thought the above sentance to be a "fail", I am a student and the amount of work I have to do is, actually, KILLING ME!
Okay, so maybe I'm being a little dramatic.
It's not exactly the "studying" that's the problem, I honestly don't mind that part. What really bugs me is the lack of free time left to those who actually do their work (!). On a regular school day, I get home at around 4.15; I eat, take a short fifteen minute break and then the work begins. Beofore I know it, it's twenty-past ten at night. Where in the name of Spongebob's square-pants DID MY TIME GO?! So let's do the math. I finish (or rather, have to stop) doing work at around 10.20pm, I need to be up at 7 (earliest) the next day - leaving me with a staggering...1 and a half hour slot of free time? This little time-jewel can perhaps be used for reading, or sketching, or writing...unless, of course, I'm too tired to do any of these and just flop down in front of the laptop and wallow in my own misery (dramatic?).
The next biggest student killers are, naturally, Teachers.
I understand that during the first week or so of College, they'll whine and preech about how "there's only 3 months left!" or my teachers' new favourite, "There's less than 13 weeks left!"
I understand the urgency of the situation, A-level exams and all that, but WE DO HAVE CALENDERS...and mothers for that matter. I don't know what runs through their minds sometimes. Do they think that one fine day, Kelly is going to wake up, carefree, only to find that her Maths A level Exam is in an hour?! PISH! Don't get me started on teachers. If I ever meet a certain lecturer or 3 of mine in another life, I've got a few choice words for them.
Another thing I've been thinking about: Is it actually possible to tell a teacher/lecturer that they simply don't know how to teach? Technically, it's not an insult unless you're lying. It's true. You can't teach for beans! ... *wanders of into mental shout session with her problematic teachers*
Tests, assignments, one-thousand word essays, pointless IT projects...each one carries its own little packet of stress, which is then dumped onto my Exam Stress pile.
You may be reading this and wondering, "But Kelly, how do you un-stress yourself? Assuming you're not always stressed, that is."
The answer is simple. Too simple, actually.
In the hour or two I have to myself everyday, I dedicate every single millisecond to doing things I love to do. For example:
- Reading
- Photography
- Drawing
- Gaming
- Listening to music while reading or drawing.
- Photoshopping ^^
To me, the perfect environment for me to unwind consists of:
A nice comfy sofa/bed, a book, the tv running on some terribly average programme, fluffy socks, and incense sticks burning the smell of green tea into the air. If it happens to be a nice, sunny day outside, I'd love to go take some nice nature shots, and take in the sun like some sort of deprived, pale plant. A book and a coffee to go are all I need on a day like that.
I WILL do these things in Summer. All day everyday (when I'm not working, duh!).
ALSO!
I'm off to England right after my A-levels. Nervous breakdown or not, I could use the holiday. They have actual countryside there. In fact, right now I'm saving up to buy my dream-camera - hopefully I'll buy it in time for the trip so that I can take better quality photos there. It's not everyday you get to hop on a plane and go somewhere else (Yes, I'm sick of this island with its construction infection. Up, up, up... I'm sick of metal monsters belching out cancer-infused farts of diesel and petrol, and I'm sick of walking by the same god-forsaken "marina" pumped thick with sewage. It hurts my head. I need space! Not from people but from these ...things O_O )
This is a line from Jon McGregor's If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things :
"...in some rare and sacred dead time, sandwhiched between the late sleepers and the early risers, there is a miracle of silence.
Everything has stopped."
You do not need to be a book-lover or English A level student to understand it. I'd like to find this space of time so I could revisit what it means to be "silent". Even when I'm alone in my home, I still hear the buzz of the refrigirator, the rumble of cars passing by, someone else's television or stereo on full blast (I'm going to find them and beat them with industrial sized headphones). So yeah, that quote interests me.
I'm done for now and I have Maths lessons soon.
Peace out
Kelly xo
F-f-f-f-Freezing
Hello my neglected blog :)
Well it's officially winter now, and even thought this is my favourite season, IT'S FREAKIN' COLD. My hands are numb 60% of the time >.>
Ugh I can't even being to think about the amount of homework and studying I need to do (starting soon) , so much stress. I can't wait till Summer! Holidays! Work = money! Time for art and writing! woohoo! *dear exam fairies, please let me pass my exams, thank you :B *
ANYWHO
Last week I went to watch AVATAR, the new James Cameron movie. Two words : A. Mazing. Wish I saw it in 3D though...
one small thing
I REALLY REALLY REALLY want a camera D: The Panasonic
DMC-FZ18 at the moment >.> I will have it someday xD
Anyway I'm off t o draw coraline :B
GUWD BAH
Kelly xo
Well it's officially winter now, and even thought this is my favourite season, IT'S FREAKIN' COLD. My hands are numb 60% of the time >.>
Ugh I can't even being to think about the amount of homework and studying I need to do (starting soon) , so much stress. I can't wait till Summer! Holidays! Work = money! Time for art and writing! woohoo! *dear exam fairies, please let me pass my exams, thank you :B *
ANYWHO
Last week I went to watch AVATAR, the new James Cameron movie. Two words : A. Mazing. Wish I saw it in 3D though...
one small thing
I REALLY REALLY REALLY want a camera D: The Panasonic
DMC-FZ18 at the moment >.> I will have it someday xD
Anyway I'm off t o draw coraline :B
GUWD BAH
Kelly xo
It's Not A Fashion Statement...
Hello Blog.
I was taking a short break from reading my new Systems of Knowledge book when something popped into my head. Today was my second school day as a Second Year student (woohoo) and don't get me wrong, things are going well (apart from the paranoia and STUDY STUDY STUDY attitude I seem to have adopted rather prematurely). It may be that I'm cynical or just plain weird, but is it completely necessary to obsess over one's appearance so much just for school? I know everyone is gleeful and "free" because we have been freed from the binding chains of the cursed school uniform, but some people (not to sound sexist, but especially girls) seem to over-do things...
For example, why on EARTH would you come to school (which has 4 floors) with heels (I'm not talking those cute little wedges either) ? High heels, hair straightened everyday to the point of spontaneous combustion, and a face so covered in make up that you're not sure if that's a face or a mask. Another thing; the school bag. Practical. Comfortable. These days there are a variety of brands, colours, shapes, styles, prices, materials, etc,etc to suit every individual. Most of them are now "ergonomic" and "save your back" (particularly useful if you're click clacking up 4 flights of stairs in your terribly "comfortable" heels...)... so why...in the name of all that is pink and fluffy...would you buy a handbag which is larger than yourself, just because its more "fashionable"? To be completely honest, a giant less-than-fake leather handbag stuffed to the brim with books (& make up) is really not visually appealing... it just looks like the garbage bag filled up :] ...plus it really isn't good for your spine. Then again, neither is wearing heels day in and day out just for fashion's sake. Of course, everyone is always looking at your feet so we simply must wear heels to school.
Ah well; it really isn't my business whether or not these people choose to be practical or not, but personally, a nice backpack and converse are enough for me. Too many people act like its more important to look nice at school & wear heels & straighten their hair & cake their face in make up & break their backs all for the sake of what's "fashionable". I must have missed the memo that said " 30 years from now, osteoporosis & severe back pain will be fashionable".
I'd rather be a nerd and pass tests than "look nice" and scrape through school.
Well, that was my complaint about both 2nd year and now a bunch of fresh meat (1st year) students...if you agree...I'm glad...if you don't...you probably wear heels to school :]
Love & Converse
Kelly xo
I was taking a short break from reading my new Systems of Knowledge book when something popped into my head. Today was my second school day as a Second Year student (woohoo) and don't get me wrong, things are going well (apart from the paranoia and STUDY STUDY STUDY attitude I seem to have adopted rather prematurely). It may be that I'm cynical or just plain weird, but is it completely necessary to obsess over one's appearance so much just for school? I know everyone is gleeful and "free" because we have been freed from the binding chains of the cursed school uniform, but some people (not to sound sexist, but especially girls) seem to over-do things...
For example, why on EARTH would you come to school (which has 4 floors) with heels (I'm not talking those cute little wedges either) ? High heels, hair straightened everyday to the point of spontaneous combustion, and a face so covered in make up that you're not sure if that's a face or a mask. Another thing; the school bag. Practical. Comfortable. These days there are a variety of brands, colours, shapes, styles, prices, materials, etc,etc to suit every individual. Most of them are now "ergonomic" and "save your back" (particularly useful if you're click clacking up 4 flights of stairs in your terribly "comfortable" heels...)... so why...in the name of all that is pink and fluffy...would you buy a handbag which is larger than yourself, just because its more "fashionable"? To be completely honest, a giant less-than-fake leather handbag stuffed to the brim with books (& make up) is really not visually appealing... it just looks like the garbage bag filled up :] ...plus it really isn't good for your spine. Then again, neither is wearing heels day in and day out just for fashion's sake. Of course, everyone is always looking at your feet so we simply must wear heels to school.
Ah well; it really isn't my business whether or not these people choose to be practical or not, but personally, a nice backpack and converse are enough for me. Too many people act like its more important to look nice at school & wear heels & straighten their hair & cake their face in make up & break their backs all for the sake of what's "fashionable". I must have missed the memo that said " 30 years from now, osteoporosis & severe back pain will be fashionable".
I'd rather be a nerd and pass tests than "look nice" and scrape through school.
Well, that was my complaint about both 2nd year and now a bunch of fresh meat (1st year) students...if you agree...I'm glad...if you don't...you probably wear heels to school :]
Love & Converse
Kelly xo
Kelly Dent : Promoted To 2nd Year...and more Skate Shoes
Hello my dear sweet neglected blog :]
First of all, I neglected to write in here for a while because after 2 months of constant study, I needed to go out. So I went out - a lot. Last night was dinner at my boyfriend's house, the night before that dinner at The Avenue with the boyfriend's work colleagues, before that was a night of clubbing in Paceville, and days before that were spent either in a farmhouse in Gozo or lazing about playing ps2 games and reading :]
Oh and I received my resit results - 55% :] 2ND YEAR HERE I COME! Soon it'll be the smell of new text books, the quiet whisper of pages turning and the smooth scratch of a ball point pen gliding along A4 sheets :') Ooooh and the stationary! I'm dying for my smartcard to be replenished such that I may venture out to all stationer's and purchase things that I probably don't need ... ie. more biros, paper, note books, maybe a me to you soft toy, etc... it's the government's money, who cares? :]
I'm currently reading Pride and Prejudice...does anyone else think that Mr.Darcy should just hurry up and tell Elizabeth how he feels?! It's so obvious...and Mr. Collins as well as Lady Catherine de Bourgh are quite possibly the most obnoxious, nosy fictional characters I have ever come across O_o Lady Catherine is such a total control freak, and wants to know everybody's business, and she thinks it's her right because she's a rich old trout. And I'm so sick of her "Anne would have been an excellent piano player if her health had allowed"... WELL HER HEALTH DIDN'T ALLOW SO YOU DON'T BLOOMIN' KNOW DO YOU?! Geezus...Should I be scared that I'm getting so angry at fictional characters ? XD
I need to start revising before school ... Private lessons commence (again) next week, I think... *sigh* but I love school; provided I'm doing well XD
I'm off to make some tea and read...not at the same time
Regards & Mushrooms (yes this is for you vic)
Kelly xo
Ps. When I was in Gozo... I BOUGHT MORE SKATE SHOES =D black and blue <3
First of all, I neglected to write in here for a while because after 2 months of constant study, I needed to go out. So I went out - a lot. Last night was dinner at my boyfriend's house, the night before that dinner at The Avenue with the boyfriend's work colleagues, before that was a night of clubbing in Paceville, and days before that were spent either in a farmhouse in Gozo or lazing about playing ps2 games and reading :]
Oh and I received my resit results - 55% :] 2ND YEAR HERE I COME! Soon it'll be the smell of new text books, the quiet whisper of pages turning and the smooth scratch of a ball point pen gliding along A4 sheets :') Ooooh and the stationary! I'm dying for my smartcard to be replenished such that I may venture out to all stationer's and purchase things that I probably don't need ... ie. more biros, paper, note books, maybe a me to you soft toy, etc... it's the government's money, who cares? :]
I'm currently reading Pride and Prejudice...does anyone else think that Mr.Darcy should just hurry up and tell Elizabeth how he feels?! It's so obvious...and Mr. Collins as well as Lady Catherine de Bourgh are quite possibly the most obnoxious, nosy fictional characters I have ever come across O_o Lady Catherine is such a total control freak, and wants to know everybody's business, and she thinks it's her right because she's a rich old trout. And I'm so sick of her "Anne would have been an excellent piano player if her health had allowed"... WELL HER HEALTH DIDN'T ALLOW SO YOU DON'T BLOOMIN' KNOW DO YOU?! Geezus...Should I be scared that I'm getting so angry at fictional characters ? XD
I need to start revising before school ... Private lessons commence (again) next week, I think... *sigh* but I love school; provided I'm doing well XD
I'm off to make some tea and read...not at the same time
Regards & Mushrooms (yes this is for you vic)
Kelly xo
Ps. When I was in Gozo... I BOUGHT MORE SKATE SHOES =D black and blue <3
I shop, therefore I am.
Hello, free world!
This post is just a little update, so it won't be very long.
The maths resit went well, & I can't wait to start school again ^.^
I have a major urge to shop... Uh-Oh
I bought a new mp4 <3 its beautiful :] and will keep me company on my walk to and from school.
That's about it...
Oh and I'm trying to learn guitar again :]
Kelly xo
This post is just a little update, so it won't be very long.
The maths resit went well, & I can't wait to start school again ^.^
I have a major urge to shop... Uh-Oh
I bought a new mp4 <3 its beautiful :] and will keep me company on my walk to and from school.
That's about it...
Oh and I'm trying to learn guitar again :]
Kelly xo
