Wednesday, July 30, 2014

set your soul on fire

Sorry for falling the face of the planet! I haven't really been on my computer much, life has been very odd to me lately. Here's a little catch up post!

My goals. I'm getting myself a lot more organized, especially for this blog. I have a couple of posts coming up, I'm just waiting for some good lighting... which would help if I stopped waking up at 12PM, ha. But like I said, goals!! I still wake up stupid late, but I have been working out more (i.e. Tone It Up, Blogilates, and different yoga channels on youtube) so that's definitely a start!

I've also been longboarding a lot. I only started it up again this summer, as I ended our short (read, an hour) affair two or three years ago after I fell on my side going down a hill. I try to jump on it every day when I can, and all my friends push me to ride or take risks in terms of boarding cause they all ride, too. I hadn't fallen all summer until this past week. I need to wait until my elbow grows back to be 100% comfortable doing day to day activities, but I think I'll be alright. I'm taking a break from working out due to the fact my mate told me this the other night: 'You're wearing more bandages than clothes, you're out of commission.' Won't stop me from skating though.

I'm not sure how many of you believe in it, but I just got back into studying tarot. I bought a beautiful deck while I was in France this past spring, and I hope to keep up with it. I taught myself a little bit when I was still in middle school, but I didn't get too far. I'm thinking of doing a little series on tarot either on this blog or my personal. Either way it's a beautiful 'hobby,' for lack of a better word.

I interviewed for a position at a retail store this past week (spoiler alert, I got the job!), as well as sent in both applications for my two goal internships. Crossing fingers for good luck, I definitely need it.


Tuesday, July 15, 2014

twerk baby

So I had an idea to post about my new lingerie purchases. They make my boobs look like the kawaii-est bitches on the block but I’m thinking I might just highlight it on my other blog? It was a highlight of my week though, almost on the same level as getting out of a speeding ticket even, which happened within the last couple of days as well. I know, I know, I’m doing so much this summer! [ rolls eyes ] I hate driving upstate and I had to do so to handle my ticket, and it was the most exhilarating thing ever. Oh! We cracked open our Saved By the Bell board game, too. Complete throwback to the golden age - look at that pattern on those cards. We were slightly scared playing; Slater doesn't look like he practices consent. Did anyone else think so? Zack Morris will always be my baby.

I really haven’t done anything productive over the last couple of weeks. Even now, as I write this, I’m sitting in my basement playing Kingdom Hearts instead of doing something productive, i.e. write cover letters for internships I’m applying to for the fall.

As Ash mentioned, we’re on the cusp of becoming real adults!! Which to me is unfathomable and something that’s actually been long time anticipated. I was hired at seventeen years old for my favourite retail store and I had held a position there (on and off) for three years. I didn’t need to do anything else; I knew what I was going to do with my life after school, and exactly what path I was going to take and where I was going to go next for my internship, and career. I was one cocky, motivated motherfucker.

Except now I don’t really know what to do with myself. I’m back from London, and I’ve been in the middle of a quarter-life crisis for the last seven or so months. Ash always points that I’m lucky to be I’m studying what I love for uni, and I don’t deny that! But I’ve learned I’m quite useless, not necessarily my trade, but just day to day things. I can’t wash dishes without getting extreme anxiety, nor can I keep a space clean for more than twelve hours. Maybe less. Definitely less. I’m really only good for making Minnie Mouse hair buns that can last a week if you want to be gnarly. The whole ‘I’m graduating in two semesters’ is not the one, but I’ll hold off another day or two and get chubz on chips because…… the future freaks me out.


So I decided to give myself some goals so I’m really not just munching away at crisps and unhealthy foods. It’s just shit that I’ve been meaning to, or actually need to do. Like cover letters? Who am I letting them go this late.

Wake up before 12PM. My sleep schedule has been such a joke since being back from London. I’ll go to bed at 4AM and not wake up until much later. Such a waste of a day, especially in the summer! I know we’re supposed to get eight hours of sleep, etc etc. But waking up before 12 should hopefully even out my sleep schedule.

Work out every day. By the end of my time in London, I was working out every day, including running. I stopped close to the time I was leaving because of packing and tying loose ends and housekeeping and such, and just didn’t pick it back up when I got back. So definitely something I want to work into my day again.

Eat a healthier + drink more water. I was eating relatively well before I left for London, and when I got there, I did all the food shopping. Being back in America hasn’t done anything favourable for my diet. It’s hard because I don’t do the food shopping for my house hold, but that doesn’t mean I can’t stop eating four or five servings of Ruffles every day.

Write these damn cover letters and an about me post. This isn’t a goal. This is a Lexxi, get your fucking shit together. EDIT: I sent my cover letters to be proofread but now I'm too anxious to open the reply emails (╥﹏╥)

I know a majority of them are goals everyone wants to hit, but I really want to make a change in my lifestyle. Being in a quarter-life crisis is not advisable.

Thursday, July 10, 2014

life would be easier as a teenage witch

Lexxi has been my best friend for as long as I can remember. I've always felt like Lexxi was a more exciting version of me—my super bold, fun friend. And over time, I've seen her grow into a strong, beautiful, caring person. She's one of the few people I can lose track of hours with, just laughing and talking. We started this blog awhile ago in an effort to remain even closer despite being in two parts of the country, but life kind of took off. We're hoping to keep it going to second time around by blogging about broader topics: not just style and fashion, but our lives as well.

So I guess I should say a little about myself! My name is Ashlyn. I'm a senior in university in Indiana. I like dinosaurs, Disney, and twirly skirts. I worked at Disney World for awhile. I'm studying economics and history. I love the same things kids do: waiting for snow, watching Disney Junior, and going to the zoo! Life is kind of complicated right now, and I've been desperately trying to figure out a plan for the past few days. It wasn't until last night when I was drawing cute space suits in my journal that I realized I needed to stop making excuses. But, since the two of us are figuratively standing at the threshold of post-grad reality, this seems like the best time to document our lives. I haven't blogged about my life online since 2011, and I've really missed having that outlet. I keep a journal, but it's mostly for one line ideas, weird dreams, and those few moments where I'm feeling poetic. I also drew a picture of me hugging an elephant the other night around 3 am. I couldn't stop laughing in the morning when I saw it, because it seriously looked like a five year old had gotten to my notebook.

I don't really know what direction I want to go in after college. I feel like I should really have this stuff figured out by now, but since I don't, here's a list of things I would like to do—if I could start over or just get really lucky. 

Jobs I would do (none of which I'm probably qualified for):
10. Zoo Owner: I would love them and feed them and brush them and pet them and not let people use flash photography around them
9. Weeki Wachee Springs Mermaid: Are there seriously any downsides to being a mermaid for a living?
8. Marine Biologist: Fighting evil by moonlight, saving whales by daylight
7. Museum Tour Guide, preferably for dinosaur exhibits. Roar!
6. Paleontologist: I really don't think I have the patience for archeological work but I'm pretty sure I could come up with cute outfits to dig around in the dirt with. And I would love to talk about my team's discoveries at dinner parties.
5. Food Trucker: Literally few things excite me more than the idea of driving around in a pink truck, talking to people in parks and selling cheap food. Why do I want to sweat over cooking equipment in a tiny space all day long? No idea. But it always seems so appealing.
4. Fashion Designer: Cute things for kids! Cute things for women! I don't know what men wear but I'll make them cute!
3. Writer: I doubt I'll ever feel fulfilled in life if I don't wind up writing young adult fiction on a beach somewhere.
2. Astronaut: SPACE. THE FINAL FRONTIER. I think I would be a prime candidate. Great eyesight, I'm short from lack of sleep stunting my growth as a baby (seriously) so you can fit me in a shoebox, and if you give me youtube videos, I can figure out how to fix things. Usually. Sometimes. I mostly ask my boyfriend to do it but I could probably do it if it were a life-or-death Gravity situation.
1. CEO of Disney: I don't honestly know when I'll wind up back at Disney, but some tiny part of me still thinks I will. So I'll keep hanging onto this one for now.

Jobs I will probably wind up with:
1. Something akin to Office Space where I'll be the weird guy in the basement who just wants to watch the squirrels.

Thursday, July 3, 2014


I never really had a great support system, or the best of friends. Isn't that why we all fly to the internet? We make connections with strangers because the people physically around us let us down. Some people grow out of their internet stage. Starting to make online friends at eleven, I grew into it. I made a LiveJournal account at fourteen expecting it just to be somewhere I could place my pre-teen and teen angst. Along the way, I met Ash. And she's been in my life ever since.

This is the re-vision, revision, of The Lost Girls. When Ashlyn and I first envisioned this blog, it was our little space to showcase our outfits to each other, and keep up with the others lives. This time around, I want it to be a little bit more personal. And rant-y. And I want to be able to help people, hopefully, in the future.

I wanted to start a personal blog on my adventure to London. I was spending half a year in a city that I had always dreamed of going to. The transition from 2013 to 2014 was probably the best time (and worst) of my life - I was living my personal dream. I was happier at uni in London than I had been for a while. However, living in London was a very far off-reality, one that I didn't necessarily want to leave. My life was turning upside down, and it reflected on my habits while I was away. I didn't end up documenting anything while I was in London, other than me being sad and blurry-eyed nights.

When I reached out to Ash about resurrecting our little project, there were a lot of reasons for the sudden drive to bring The Lost Girls back. One was the original conception - Ashlyn and I, while living in two different parts of the States, had grown up together. We grew into the people we are now with the support of one another (at least, I like to think so. I know she's impacted me in multiple ways growing up). Not to boast, but we love each others style. I know - I live in the Fashion Capital of the world. I probably don't dress any special to my city. But Ash does to hers. And I like how I style myself! I'm kind of vain, but that's beside the point.

I'm not a strong writer. I've been writing almost every day since I've come back to America though. I want to be able to put my words out better than I already do... and I think I just need an outlet. Something to focus on. I'm still in a place that I don't really want to be. The internet is a safe haven though and I'm hoping it can help support me again, just like when I was a brooding, emo, fourteen year old with bad hair. Also it'll get me to stop Netflix marathoning every TV show in existence (I'm currently obsessed with Arrow and it's taken me three days to finish the two seasons...)

So this is my part of this little world: fashion, cats, a part of my life that I want to remember, maybe. Hopefully the photos above kind of make that point across (s/o to my old supervisor for picking up my kitty disposable as a thank you present). Like I said. I'm not a good writer. But I know images. So hopefully this first post, choppy as it is, gets the message out. It's 418AM (as I write a bulk of this post) and I'm ready to step out for a cheeky fag. More about me to come!