Sorry for not posting this past Wednesday, I was busy with a new beauty blog I just started with my bestie. I did a video so that took longer than I anticipated with editing. Even though I edit pretty fast, it still took me a couple of hours from start to finish. But it was pretty cool feeling like I was back in film school, working on a class project. Geez I miss that! Late nights in the editing room, lining a script for the next day's shoot, organizing the shot list...
Anyway, if you like makeup/hair/beauty in general, check us out HERE. We are just getting started and it's the best thing ever to have a blog with your best friend. I would highly recommend starting one! I can't wait to see this one grow with our changing beauty inspirations, and to be able to look back at the archives and get a laugh out of our dorkiness. Chloe is the most fun to work with, and her tips are what I love to read about. I tried her hair tutorial today actually, see it HERE.
On another note, I have a weird addiction to writing poetry, especially haikus, so I thought I would write one this week. It's about surfing, which I sorely miss ever since my board got a massive ding in it right after moving. I'm so bummed, my poor little blue board, laying all sad and lonely along my patio wall. Hence my sad little poem. Just a heads up before you read this or any future poetry of mine, I only write sarcastic/ironic poems, so just remember to not take any of it seriously. The more ridiculous the better in my opinion!
Story // 10 Sylvia Plath as a dramatic surfboard
Day 45
The sun beats down,
Can't help but frown,
My life is done forever.
Call me dramatic,
but my last aquatic,
outing might of been my last endeavor.
What will she do with me?
How can she not see,
that I am as lonely as a stray.
Life out of water,
is so much hotter,
it's literally melting me away.
Oh what I would be,
when back in the sea,
the envy of all who have surfed.
But for now I'm beached,
and have almost reached,
my last bit of hope has dispersed.
This gigantic hole in my side,
this enemy that I bide,
the time away with is no happy thing.
So here's to my once happy life,
I now live in strife,
Curse this retched ding!
THE END! Thanks for reading! :)
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