Vigne de fleurs

I've always dreamt of being a Pin up girl..

2010-09-19T10:51:00.000-07:00

Ah, So it has been awhile since I have posted. But I had just been browsing thevintagevivant.com, And every time i seem to visit Amelia's blog, I always manage to get inspired! How much i adore her clothing and the kissing scene stills of all classic films. Then I decided to see a few of the films myself. I really enjoyed 'It Happened One Night' with the oh so charming, Clark Gable and 'Holiday' starring Kathryn Hepburn and Cary Grant. Another good film is 'Gidget', A 1960's beach movie that i find to be so cute and a pleasure to watch. Plus the fashion was to die for! Who knew there were actually films that did not involve such vulgar language and nudity? Any who, after i watch classic films and seeing such great fashion, I decided to set my hair in rolls and play around with my makeup, and as I was doing so, I thought it would be a fun to play around with my photobooth and make a little video as I was listening to Al Bowlly and silly around as I was all gussied up!

A statue

2010-06-01T08:10:00.000-07:00

On a rather gloomy day, I decided to go on a run, clear my mind a little. I was running as fast as a could overwhelming my eyes and mind with all the things i saw. My feet causing mud to splash all around me. It was raining, But i didn't mind, I just kept running. Until i came upon a bench at this school i used to know when i was a child. It had changed so much, I sat on the bench to catch my breathe. I was breathing so heavily my heart was racing but i felt relieved to have worked off breakfast that morning. As i was sitting there, i noticed a single rain drop hanging from the bench reflecting an image of a leaf which lye beneath it. Then i looked around my surrounds to strike a memory, It triggered many memories. I remember sitting on the playground alone reading a book or drawing. All the other children disliked me so, I had never given them a reason. I was actually a sweet little girl, I showed kindness to everyone, even those who didn't deserve it. Over the years it remained this way, Kids would be cruel, i would be alone doing something productive with my time. As i remember how vicious those people were, I almost can't help but cry. To be honest, The only pure person i had as a friend was God and this little girl who was in the special class, she had crippled legs and she was the sweetest little thing, I adored her so much. Then, When i was about ten, I remember trying to be there friend, doing them favors, telling them secrets about boys i liked. How naive i was, Thinking they were really my friend. I saw them laugh and talk about me, and telling the by i liked i liked him, then taking about how weird i was. It's disgusting. I remembering coming home and crying. In the summer of 5th grade, I decided to change. I worked out ( i was chubby child) and lost it quite quickly and became considered skinny, And i got style, I became so intrigued with fashion. When school started, I finally had friends. I was so happy, finally. I was the bubbly little artsy girl. But it lasted for so long, I was starting to feel conscious, I didn't believe that they were my friends, the memories of what kids had done to me before was nipping at my heels. So, I started hanging out with punks or, 'Scenesters'. Yes. I started wearing black, chopped my long hair of into a pixie cut that i could tease, wore black eyeliner 'Which looked dreadful on me, I looked like a chucky doll'. I was so cruel to my parents. And sneaky. I snuck and got a myspace and it consisted of such excessive, vulgar language and of coarse, wanted a thousand friends. How silly i feel now. My parents eventually found out, they lost all trust in me and banned me from seeing them ever again. After that i still made bad decisions. Nothing drastic. I've just become a jerk. and going to that place i used to know, made me realize, All this time i have been scarred. Those children scarred me. They made me hard. I was so weak i let them do it to me. I feel like a statue that has been trapped this way for too long. I am going to find myself again. I mean, Ever since a few months ago i've been slowly finding myself again, But i just want to break through the statue completely. I want to get rid of the weeds that cover my heart, which used to have flowers blooming. And i also realized i'm not going to find myself unless i find myself through God. I had lost part of my soul so many years ago, But i'm almost ready to take it back. I am ready to be fully happy. I am ready to see life in a new way. I'm ready to really feel love for everyone. I am ready to finally be free.

Under the looking glass

2010-05-08T20:21:00.000-07:00

Nothing seems more peaceful to me than lying in a field somewhere just feeling that sweet breeze come across my skin as i reminisce on the days when i was young, when my life and mind was full with such fun and simplicity, It never hit me that i would actually grow up. I never had thought of it, My days used to consist of climbing trees and pretending i was a spy, not having a care in the world. Why did time have to take me with it? Now a days i feel as if though i am under the looking glass, i just want to escape! I wish i could just jump into a bubble and it take me away to beautiful places. All I want is to be free. Free of Parents. Free of society. Free of people. I want to play amongst the fireflies at night, I want to sing with the birds as they sing their lovely tunes, I want to pick flowers, I want to paint whenever i feel, I want to live for God without there being any conflict about it. For some people to not be so cold hearted. I wish i could fix these things, But truth be told, the only time when everything will be swell and dandy is after death, When the sweet soul will be in Heaven with all the other sweet souls dancing and laughing with God. Until then, I try to patiently await for that day striving to do good and be a good person on this earth, sharing what love i have to offer with everyone and anyone, Even those who don't wish to accept it.

“A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous.”- coco chanel

2010-02-21T18:40:00.000-08:00

Bonjour all!

I do realize i have not posted in awhile, But i plan to get into a habit of it, There is something about blogging that i suppose just makes me feel... Complete.

Any who; Here is some photograph's of some women that really inspire me, along with some photo's of myself from a flapper "photo shoot" I did with my friend Kelsey

Au revoir!

The Autumn Princess

2009-11-03T15:41:00.000-08:00

Once upon a time there was an autumn princess, She was quite an interesting little thing, You'd never come across anything like her. She Lived in a big old yellow house in a forest abundent in lemon trees, gardens, waterfalls, and of course little animals. She would always stay in the in her little fairytale land awaiting the first day of fall. When that day finally came, She would always kiss her beloved animal and plant friends goodbye and head off for the her expedition to spread the happiness and the news that fall was coming, with some help from her friend jack frost ( who had quite the little crush on the autumn princess)

The fall was her favorite season, it always made her extemely happy! The wind, the lovely scenery, she couldn't help but to favor it. So, the autumn princess and jack frost traveled about handing out the joy and magic the fall brings to everyone in the land.

The End

A classic love.

2009-09-25T15:11:00.000-07:00

Gosh golly!

All i have ever dreamed about is having a classic love, Like in those cary grant/1960s old films. To have just a romantic, admirable man to catch my eye and just sweep me off my feet! But let's face it, It's just a dream.

What got me on this topic is..

How utterly depressing it is to be in school again and find yourself in the midst of temporary lovers (considering highschool relationships seldom last) and i have Nobody! Well no lover that is. No one to hold hands with, No one to flirt with, No one to have deep hour long conversations on the telephone with. I know i am young, But I seem to be one of the very few people who believe in waiting for a loves first kiss, I have not yet found that right guy, and i know it's silly, But i find myself growing impatient! haha. Also, It doesn't help that the boys i have had feelings for never seemed to feel the same way, Kind of depressing actually. Ah well, I have been praying about it, For God to prepare me a kind, artistic, handsome man!

And if i meant to fall in love, I will :]

My question of the day is, Was your first kiss a special moment and was it with a person you don't regret it being with?

Fireflies & Fairies

2009-07-05T11:44:00.000-07:00

We dance and we skip, We talk and we walk, We twirl around in our summer dresses, We are poets in our own ways, We mature young ladies, We are vane but we don’t judge each other for it, We are the best of friends.

My best friend Hunter; So tiny, So pixie like, Such a darling face. She’s like a classic beauty.
We have very similar taste in fashion, We are artists, We have fun. I love how we just skip around holding hands not giving a care what people think!
I love how she makes me feel good about myself when others out me down.

My best friend Landen; She is so gentle, So kind, So loving and wise. I love how mature and fun you are. I love how You, Hunter, And I are all artistic, unique, Creative young ladies. I love how you find the neatest music. I love how sweet you are. I love how You and Hunter are such great influences on me. I love how we are all christian girls and you both warm my heart so I feel closer to God than ever. I only wish I could see you more. You are so beautiful miss Landen, Inside and out.

I know this blog is oh so corny, But I had to express how blessed I was to have two of the most beautiful best friends on earth, With special talents that will change the world for the better. I love you both so much. I could not ask for any better friends than you. You two are so dear to me. Again; I love you both<3

Summer Breeze.

2009-06-28T12:05:00.001-07:00

What could be more relaxing than that that sweet summer breeze caressing your skin as you walk through the through the park as the birds sing their gay tune? Nothing. In my blogs i mostly talk about my walks, I love my walks. It is my personal time, It is where ifind my peace of mind. Nobody cand take it away from me. Hearing the animals as i sit on a bench and sketch, is like beethovens symphony to my ears. I am all for classic things, But new things are great aswell. The park is my place to be alone, so i ask you what is Yours? Is there a place where you go to escape reality, or when you get tired of staying inside,being with your parents, What is your closest thing to a Neverland?

40's style hat; Value Village.

Shirt; Rugged Warehouse.

Hippi jeans; H&M

Necklace; Antique.

Blue Skies.

2009-06-22T14:00:00.001-07:00

I sat beneath a willow tree thinking all sorts of things.

I spent this day in a park, Just sitting and sketching away. I usually get my best ideas outside, I suppose i have time for myself, To really think about things. As a sat, I saw this beautiful woman and her child, She wore a dress and sandals, I had this happy feeling come over me as she stare down smiling at that lovely young human. You could see all the love for him she had in her eyes. It reminded me of a Mary Cassett painting. I was so inspired, I tried my best to quick sketch her and her child. I spent quite a few hours at that park, And when it started to to cool down, I lay down and look at that blue sky as it smiles at me. I always smile back.

Blouse; TJ Maxx

Earrings; I believe it was belks?

Lone Reed.

2009-06-14T12:10:00.000-07:00

I am a Dandy Lion blooming in a field of flowers. I may differ from them, But i still feel beautiful.

Silence.

Close your eyes.

Listen to the birds sing their gay song.

Let your imagionation take you away.

Grab paper and a pencil and draw what you see.

Art is expressing your feelings,Memories, What you envision in your mind and express it through painting/Drawing it to keep it. To remember. To show others so they can get a piece of that magic you get. It's wonderful knowing you have that power because you are different. As an artist i am often called weird,Annoying, A freak. And just what is so wrong with being that way? What is wrong with expressing myself as an individual? I can tell you I much rather be strange than coform to this days society. Because i know secretly, They wish they had the love,creativity, And beauty within as i do.

Elegance.

2009-06-12T04:59:00.000-07:00

I think most women want to be a classic beauty, Those who have taste that is. Audrey Hepburn was someone that many women want to be, She had beauty,Class, And great style. I try to give my outfits, and makeup just a pinch of Audrey. Though I love Audrey, I still remain to look like Kelly. Kellys style is Elegant, Yet fun. I like to feel like a fairy, I always wished i was one. I love fairy tales. I cannot go a day without watching a Disney movie. What would you choose to be if you were a Disney character? I think i would enjoy being Ariel from The little Mermaid not just because she has red hair as I, But because mermaids are just like fairies, They have fun they are free and Ariel marries a handsome prince. It's such a shame how it's much harder to find a handsome prince in reality, But i might as well enjoy being young while it lasts, which i remind you lasts for a very short period.

Shoes: Value Village
Tank:American Eagle
Vest:Belks
Necklace: Ye'Ol'Mantle

Independence

2009-06-09T16:15:00.000-07:00

Bon'Jour. I am Kelly. I spend my days wandering around with my little black messanger bag which carries my Little sketchboook and camera. I am seen often by the people working in the small shops on the mainstreet of my little town. I am an independent woman and a cheery sight. I love vintage shops and smiles. Ever see me i will give you a hug to express my pleasure in meeting you!

Au revoir,