Happy Halloween!

I wish all of you a very joyous & extravagant Halloween! I apologize for the lack of posting as of lately--things have been a little hectic, but that is no excuse. Regular posting will start up this week. In the meantime, the above pictures may give you a tiny glimpse of what I've been up to. I've attended two costume parties--one dressed as a sixties girl (& Courtney is Edie!) & one last night dressed as Nancy Drew. Tonight I'm going to gorge on caramel apples, carve some pumpkins, & snuggle up with a warm blanket. I can't believe it's almost November! It seems like just yesterday summer had ended.. Only two more months left of first semester!

I'm hoping November will be full of warm scarves & itchy blankets, winter fires, incense & disposable cameras, paintings and art shows, left-over Halloween candy, Thanksgiving joy, boots & crunchy leaves, cat sweaters, trench coats, & fake eyelashes. Eek!

xoxo, Maddie.

NEW CONTEST!!

Hello, everyone! As I announced previously, Courtney and I are starting a feminist fashion magazine, and are hoping to launch in early November! We have a very exciting cover star, and numerous writers from around the world with fantastic articles in store! The only dilemma? We have no name!

We had hoped to call it Mannequin, but that was taken, as was Rage. So that's why WE NEED YOU! Comment below with as many title ideas as you can think of--If your idea is picked, you & your blog will be featured in the premiere issue, and you will receive the book Girlology, the latest issue of Bust, and some other goodies. Brainstorm away!!

xoxo, Maddie.

It's Hard to Say.

I guess it's hard to say--what we're feeling. There are days and weeks at a time where I feel as if I'm floating. Magic overtakes me, nostalgia chokes me up. I feel immortal, and everything is perfect. Then there are hours like this, nights like this, when all I can stand to do is curl up in a blanket and think. Exist. Staring at the rungs of my ceiling fan and ponder existence as I know it.

Isn't it interesting, how people change? One day you can be etching promises into a journal, ink flowing from your fingertips as inspiration overtakes you. Forever, they promise. Today, they don't even smile when they see my face. How can people change?

I suppose it's not even a feeling as sadness as much as it is wonder; How can people who were once your whole world disappear with such ease?

All I know is, you matter to me now. You make me the happiest I've ever been. I can talk to you about everything, and letting you fade from my life like all of the others would be to fade away myself. I love you, truly.

Homework and math equations seem incredibly insignificant now. Have you ever felt that way? I am finally reaching a point in my life where things seem bigger than such trivial studies.

I want to move on to bigger things. I want driving into sunsets, and city lights. Writing a magazine. Taking photos. Conversing with extraordinary people whom I admire. Starting now.

xoxo, Maddie.

Riot Grrrl!

Hello Daddy, Hello Mom. I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
Hello world, I'm your Wild Grrrl, I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
I've been downloading lots of new music, especially riot grrrl. Some of it is a little too rough and screechy for me to handle, but the cultural movement as a whole is incredibly fascinating. The zines, the eyeliner, the angst, the torn thrift store dresses, combat boots, and tangled hair.. GRRL POWER!
Another important matter of business--If you're interested in writing a piece on anything that ties feminism and fashion together, please email me at sprinklethefairy@live.com ASAP. Courtney and I are creating a feminist fashion magazine, woooo!
xoxo, Maddie.

Run.

Photos taken by me over the weekend.
Memorizing formulas, ten page essays on the Salem witch trials, organizing photo shoots, memorizing constellations, etc etc etc. I feel as if I'm balancing on a tight rope, and have been since school began. It's practically suffocating, and I just want to breathe again. Autumn calm, come soon.
xoxo, Maddie.

Questions Answered!

(Pretend like 05:45 didn't happen. I wasn't supposed to tell you that. Oops.)

xoxo, Maddie.