If I won the lottery, I wouldn’t necessarily be running out to buy a fancy car, a hundred pairs of shoes, or a giant yacht. I wouldn’t be spending it with total abandon or throwing it around aimlessly, leaving me where I was before…
If it were me, I’d spend it on special needs education (wouldn’t a PhD of a BCBA be amazing?!), Sign Language classes, Martial Arts training…and giving back to others.
But all that said…if there WAS a creepy castle somewhere…there’s a good chance I’d be there with my love, our two black-cat boys, and a smoke machine. Studying for exams, dressed – of course – like Morticia. *LOL* 😉
A meme that gave me a giggle…
Halloween 24/7. ❤
And the real thing…! ❤ ❤ ❤
Every year, as E-Tailers drum up all things Halloween, I find myself relating a lot more to newsletter content. It’s literally without fail -whether decor, fashion, accessories, even beauty, I’ll find my every day go-tos featured as seasonal specialties.
I can’t say it bothers me so much, but I am left wondering whether I should indulge…or just leave my monster collection of skulls, black, studs and corset ties well enough alone. I’ll tell you, it’s awfully hard to restrain myself.
In the case of Rebel Circus, they’re always a little creepy (in a good way), but overall the October newsletters are so much more my scene than the rest of the year… ❤
Rebels Market…they get me too… ❤
And then there’s Iron Fist, equally as dark, dreary, and beautiful, who also seems to have my number…
Ahhhh… ❤ I feel so understood!
PopEtiquette doesn’t appear to be selling this pendant anymore but it cropped up in Pinterest and – once again in anticipation of #thebestdayever / #halloween – I had to share…
I’ve lived with the “Bunny” nickname for as long as I can remember – but only my mother gets to use it! My father has some derivation thereof, but also makes full use of “Witchlet,” which says rather a lot.
My affinity for all things Hallows, vampy, and otherworldly have earned me some fun designations in my family,and among friends. During one Thanksgiving I recall my family and another, dear friends of ours, all playing Taboo – it was a HUGE group, jovial and in the throes of heated competition! My brother drew a card and for a moment paused and seemed flustered…
He then blurted loudly “MY SISTER IS THIS!“ To my surprise – which perhaps was entirely out of place – “VAMPIRE” was yelled in rapid reply. My brother’s ebullient reaction let me know the nail was hit right on the head (not into the coffin, though you may think!)
We had a solid laugh about that and – in a strange, vampy way – I felt distinguished. I appreciate that everyone indulges me in my quirkiness – I was, 1,000%, born that way.
I’ve said it time and time again… I may not be as “outwardly” so as back in my college youth…but…my “gothieness” is still more than evident!
I’m a Vamp at heart, a lover, and a fighter for what I care most about. I never fit in, never really wanted to…and am relatively certain I never will. I don’t care much for molds, though neither is it in utter defiance of authority, nor in effort to gain attention by breaking the rules. It just IS.
I just AM.
This particular image, of course, was one I ever and always adored – the Vamp aesthetic was the very one to which I aspired all my years. Yes, the ghostly pallor, Night-hued locks, ruby lips (not to mention the second-skin black apparel – my daily uniform!)
While I am scarcely so stand-out, leaning to the sporty side of things these days, it is simply the look which resonates most deeply with me. ❤ It was that way when I was a little girl, and has not wavered an ounce.
I will always appreciate and recognize beauty in other forms, but at my core, I am Vamp 1,000%. Forgive me…or do not...but I shall make no effort to alter my heart in pursuit of some other aesthetic as, in my own mind, our propensities are the spice of Life!
Proof is in the pudding…