Inner Thigh Exercises

Please excuse my dear Aunt Sally. And me. For not blogging in forever. Forever and a day. God bless Regina Spektor and all her wondrous song writing capabilities. Common sense dictates that any type of break is the perfect time to blog. Heck, you can blog every day if you like. Common sense also dictates that any type of break is the perfect time to alphabetize job applications at hospitals whilst drinking chamomile tea, wander around the world with a hula hoop and an umbrella on Turkey Day, take apart orange trees in the midst of a gorgeous sunset, sniff pears and bananas and laugh your head off about it at 12:40 am, and watch the Davinci Code with Snickers because they are not scientifically proven to make scary movies less scary.

So here are a few stunning, cover-of-Vouge-worthy shots:

On most days I would just throw in some random letters and call it a day but today isn't most days. It's Sunday so here are the songs I've been singing one line of for the past few months because I can't memorize song lyrics for the life of me:

Neon Lights by Natasha Bedingfield

For the First Time by The Script

DNA by Little Mix

Skinny Love cover by Birdy, original by Bon Iver

Somebody to Love by Justin Bieber and Queen

Grow Up by Cher Lloyd

Superhero by Cher Lloyd

Sweet Sweet Melody by Katie Sky

Isabella by Dia Frampton

I Will Wait by Mumford and Sonsa

Carousel by Vanessa Carlton

Drops of Jupiter by Train

The Cave by Mumford and Sons

22 by Taylor Swift

Everything Has Changed by Taylor Swift and Ed Sheeran

Drive By by Train

I Knew You Were Trouble by Talyor Swift

Call Your Girlfriend cover by Lennon and Maisy, original by Robyn

You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone by Lulu and the Lampshades

Blame it on the Rain by He is We

New Soul by Yael Naïm

Don't You Worry Child by Swedish House Mafia

The Coconut Song by Max Schneider

And all of One Direction's new album Take Me Home

Lots of Music Lover Love,
Dodie

I've Got Grit

 On my face. Braces equal having your teeth sandBlasted with crushed up TUMS. I likE to think it's exfoLiating. You should too. Apologies for not posting in a few full/new (whichever floats you boat)  moons. I've been busy spinning around in Ugly black dresses, biting my lip till it bleeds so I don't burst out lauGhing during awkward silences, and kidnapping babies. I recommend you don't take the last one too literally. I prefer to take my medicine with a spoonful of Nerds, please, and thAnk you very much. One should never forget commas. Ever.  One should however, as I've learned from a dear friend if mine, incorporate the word "beluga" into everything. But that might take some time for you to figure out so while I wait here are some lovely mug shots to look at:

So while these have been uploading I've:

a: Found the pot. The magical pot that we use to boil everything. (It was in the sink)

b: Remembered that penguins are fish blenders

c: Mastered the art of "cupping"

d: Used three pairs of socks

e: Eaten 20 baguettes with herrings, dressing, and whipped cream cheese

f: Fallen in love with non toxic shirts

g: Decided I need to go catch up on Grey's Anatomy

Lots of glass pumpkin love,

Dodie

Fresh till' Death

But not really because we don't have "$w@g". Cause we're not houseplants. I hope.

Don't you love Mondays? Geometry tests are just AWESOME! So fun!

D locker is essential to life. IT'S A TRAIT OF A LIVING THING! ALSO BREATHING. 

AND FUDGEIN IS AS CREATIVE AS IT'S GONNA GET TODAY!

AND IT'S SNOWING HERE! 

BUT  THE MEN WORKING ON THE ROOF ARE ALL LIKE "LOL NO!"

SO THE SNOW HIGHTAILS IT OUTTA THERE.

AND I'M HIGH ON THE FACT THAT MY PROJECT ISN'T DUE TODAY! ALSO POSSIBLY DRUNK!

Love from Study Hall,

Dotie (AKA DODIE AKA DOROTA AKA DOROTKA AKA DORITO AKA IDK) and Annie.

Blue Cassette

Is the name of my future house in Santorini Greece. Because all houses should have names. And white picket fences. And lofts. I'm sorry. I'm currently distracted by the beautiful voices and faces of One Direction. Little Things makes me want to go outside in the snow and sing about my feelings. Also tribal dance. But you don't want to hear about my one true obsession in life, so here are the past two week's photos:

So whilst uploading these beauts I've held multiple conversations with the snowflakes, and figured out the universe. Maybe. So here's my discoveries about blackholes and shooting stars:

a: Mini pumpkins should have song lyrics written on them in indigo sharpie

b: I'm worse at badminton than I thought

c: We get fake clocks from Time magazine

d: You should always take walks at midnight in the summer while wearing sunnies and drinking flavored seltzer

e: Huge, baggy, oversized, ugly, sweaters with black leggings and Bearpaws are my life

f: Erasers are now called "scrubbers"

g: I'm a daisy

h: I love you

Hugs Through the Computer Screen,

Dodie