Snazzy!

2009-01-09T13:40:00.001-08:00

http://thesearesilverwings.blogspot.com/

you can find me at Silver Wings from now on

Teen Vogue's Girl of the Week

2008-12-15T03:19:00.000-08:00

Comment on it here:

http://www.teenvogue.com/connect/blogs/snapshot

Thanks Teen Vogue!!!

russian fur hats&bridal veils plus new room inspiration

2008-12-14T15:53:00.000-08:00

Good day today. Went to the graveyard by my friends house for a photoshoot with our sisters for Photo class. Made them wear jeweled Free People dresses, Russian fur hats, bridal veils, carry around porclein dolls, etcetera. Then a police car came by and we ran away, feeling kind of out of place. But I don't think its bad to take photos in a graveyard, its peaceful and calming. I'll scan the pictures after I develop them.
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Sorry I haven't been commenting on other peoples blogs much. My dad blocked Snazzy but somehow I can still acess my dashboard and make posts. I'll try to be a better blogger once in Holland.
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Here's the inspiration for my new room in Holland. I have no idea how all these particles will come together but yup it's all my inspiration.

Images from Foto Decadent, Free People blog, Pepperminte, Fifi Lapin, & The Cherry Blossom Girl

and float me on the waves

2008-12-10T02:24:00.000-08:00

The heat is on its own
The roof seems so inviting
A vantage point is gained
To watch the children fighting
So lead me to the harbour
And float me on the waves
Sink me in the ocean
To sleep in a sailors grave
To sleep in a sailors grave
-Moby

I'm sorry for my abrupt last post and thanks for all your sweet comments. I was considering deleting Snazzy! but I'm not. My perfectionist urge for everything to be the same theme and fit together gets in the way sometimes. When I started using this typewriter font I went back to all my old posts and changed them.

Although I love fashion I think this blog is going to be a lot more concentrated on photography. Some people get into photography because of fashion, I'm into fashion because of photography. I just didnt know a blog could be about photography when I started this. You'll still get to see outfits though because I think its so fun to dress myself as well as my friends up.

i sleep everywhere but i never rest

A self portait I did last night through my shower door!

Playlist

Estrella Oscuro-Lila Downs

Run-Air

Eleanor Rigby-The Beatles

Frosti-Bjork

Aurora-Bjork

Postcards From Far Away-Coldplay

Hyenas-Moby

Inspiration

The first is from Foto Decadent, the second and third are by Degas, the fourth is from Foto Decadent and the last is by Violet Dare on Flickr.

grandmas and wolves

2008-12-07T07:00:00.000-08:00

Little Red Riding Hood photos I took

of my sister over the summer.

I'm thinking about

1.Deleting Snazzy
2.Deleting Snazzy and making a new blog
3.Deleting old posts on Snazzy and having a fresh start
4.Taking a break

my little horse must think it queer

2008-11-30T12:54:00.000-08:00

Something I Wish I Could Still Do: Play With My Toy Horses

These photos are for my ABC Tag (from Michelle of Un Beret Noir)

The rules are:
1. If you are tagged, link to the person who tagged you.
2. If someone tagged you, start with the letter that comes after the one the person that tagged you ended with.
3. You have to do 1 letter, and if you like it, you can do a max of 3 letters before you pass the tag to someone else.
4. Tell the person you tagged that she/he has been tagged. Also link to that person.
5. Feel free to do what you want with this ABC, your letters are all yours!

I just did S. So I tag Madison of Urban Audrey for T.

stars that please the night

2008-11-24T05:55:00.000-08:00

Part I

Sorry about being M.I.A.
I have had insane amounts of tests

and all of my inspiration and time goes

towards photography homework

and developing and printing.

The title of this post

comes from Eloise by Barry Ryan.

My dad told me to buy it because

apparently his sister used to play

it 24/7 when she was younger.

He decided it was

kind of a creepy song about a stalker

but now I keep listening to it.

Part II

Young Bride by Midlake. Watch&Love

thanks

2008-11-13T03:26:00.000-08:00

One of my dad's friends in Spain sent me a copy of this spanish teen magazine and I found myself featured in their article Chic Connection. I'm not really from Canada as the feature claims but thanks Ragazza!

I think it says something like:

Do you fairy tales? If so, don't miss the blog of this Canadian. "There are many ways of viewing the world and this is mine." She demonstrates this with her posts of poems, songs, books, and looks to recall. We love her capacity to mix everyday clothing and convert it into a wardrobe befitting a romantic history. We love her exposure of stars and florals of every type. And all of her accesories, especially her vintage gloves.

Anyone who speaks better spanish want to translate?

hush of ovens, aeroplanes and of distan car horns. a pulse, your pulse.

2008-11-12T15:57:00.000-08:00

The easy silence then was a sweet relief to this hush Of ovens, aeroplanes and of distant car horns. A fire a fire, you can only take what you can carry. A pulse your pulse, it's the only thing I can remember I break you don't, I was always set to self destruct though. The fire the fire, it cracks and barks like primal music

-If There's A Rocket Tie Me To It by Snow Patrol

My mum just got back from Holland with tartan tights for me, a huge flower hairclip, speculaas, a plastic figurine of Zwart Piet, pumpkin and gourd shaped chocolates. She also shared hazy pictures of the furniture she has purchased as well as an exciting shot of the Just Sold sign. I can't wait to see our new house (we sold our cottage and have purchased a new one.) If anyone has any good interior design inspiration sites please share!

I leave you with the Polaroid I took as a test shot for the B+W film roll I have to do on the theme of Doubles. I have some things planned with outlines,mirrors and twins...

P.S

My Playlist of The Moment

Feed the Light by Joan As Police Woman

Hounds Of Love by Kate Bush

Young Bride by Midlake

Heartless by Kanye West

Lover's Day by TV on the Radio

The Golden Path by The Chemical Brothers

Briony by Dario Marianelli

check the songs out!

Barack Hussein Obama

2008-11-05T02:38:00.000-08:00

"I get it. I realize that I am not the likeliest candidate for this office. I don't fit the typical pedigree, and I haven't spent my career in the halls of Washington. But I stand before you tonight because all across America something is stirring. What the naysayers don't understand is that this election has never been about me; it's about you."

I am inspired.

freakshow circus

2008-11-01T09:31:00.000-07:00

Halloween is such a great holiday! Strangers just giving you candy. I think thats nice that people still have a bit of trust. At school we did our annual parade. Us freshman dressed as ninjas and lurked around all day, and fough with plastic swords. Then after school my friends and I walked down to a cafe and encountered some odd boys. When night fell we started trick or treating, and got asked to be photographed by a German, ate lots of candy and encountered our hilarious bio teacher.

{Hot Topic skirt. Spandex. Celeste Stein tights. Gap shirt. Forever 21 blazer and necklace. White lace gloves. Corso Como heels. Top hat from some costume store}

Inspiration

Hope everyone had a great Halloween!

they fade with the dream of you.and the burning bed floats higher

2008-10-28T14:56:00.000-07:00

"Y ella es flama que se eleva
Y es un pájaro a volar
Y es un pájaro a volar
En la noche que se incendia,
El infierno es este cielo
Estrella de oscuridad
Heart running on empty
So lost without you"
Burn It Blue. Frida.

Caetano Veloso & Lila Dawn

It snowed today. Snow and rain make me feel free. Like the sky is releasing any tension and just pouring it all out. During study hall I took pictures with my friends in the brick and ivy atrium, and sipped apple cider. But as soon as I got back into class with teachers reminding us to look at the board, not the snow I returned to the dull reality of work. It just goes on an on in a circle and I can't rest. I feel like I'm wasting my time.

By the way if you haven't seen Frida with Salma Hayek you should. It's so passionate. The paintings melt into the movie scenes and I wish life could be like that. With everyone stopping for a moment to glance around at each other and marvel or cry.

Without Hope

The Two Fridas

She really was an amazing person. And her paintings are tantalizing. You want to know what she was thinking when she painted each blood stain, each frill of lace, each bit of bed.

a gigantic white stallion appears mysteriously to a Traveller

2008-10-24T07:26:00.000-07:00

This is an old photo.

I do not want to go to school tomorrow.

I just want to run away with gypsies and eat baked beans.

Like out of my favourite movie when I was little about two Irish boys and their white stallion Tír Na NÓg.

shut up its windows and drawn shades in an old maidenly preoccupation with self protection which bordered on mechanical paranoia

2008-10-24T05:47:00.000-07:00

"The gentle sprinkler rain filled the garden with falling light.

Until this day, how well the house had kept its peace. How carefully it had inquired, 'Who goes there? What's the password?" and, getting no answer from the onely foxes and whining cats, it had shut up its windows and drawn shades in an old-maidenly preoccupation with self-protection which bordered on a mechanical paranoia.

It quivered at each sound, the house did. If a sparrow brushed a window, the shade snapped up. The bird, startled, flew off! No, not even a bird must touch the house!" from There Will Come Soft Rains.One of my favourite short stories.

where the future plays it all night long

2008-10-22T15:56:00.000-07:00

Fed up with your indigestion.
Swallow words one by one.
Your folks got high a quarter to five.
Don’t you feel your growing up undone.
Nothing but the local DJ.
He said he had some songs to play.
What went down from this fooling around.
Gave hope and a brand new day.
Nothing was the same again.
All about where and when.
Blowing our minds in our lives unkind.
Gotta love the bpl.
When the smoke was all baton
Remember how this all begun.
We wore his love like a hand in a glove.
Where the future plays it all night long.
-Great DJ by the Ting Tings

The next few pics are stolen from my friend's Facebook...

Pins:HEMA,my 7th grade spanish teacher
and a Colplay concert
Rosette:Kitsch Kitchen
Jacket:Silence+Noise at Urban Outfitters
Tee shirt:Fruit of the Loom
Pantaloons:black velvet Seven For All Mankind
Shoes:Steve Madden {a gift from Solestruck.com)

The amazing Daniel of http://www.solestruck.com// gifted me with these Steve Madden heels. Dank u wel!

then practice losing farther, losing faster

2008-10-19T08:01:00.001-07:00

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster
-One Art, By Elizabeth Bishop

Dress:Vevet Torch
Peacock clip: Urban Outfitters
Tights:American Apparel
Shoes:Corso Como

I'm so prone to clutter.

a narcissistic post

2008-10-14T15:24:00.000-07:00

self portriat

I was tagged by the supercool Grafitti {thanks!} to reveal...

Six Random Things About Me
1) Unless someone is inside, I turn off the

lights in school bathrooms.
2) I'm a vegetarian.
3) I always set the volume of my speakers in multiples of three.

4) I want to be fluent in Spanish.
5) I love eerie music.

6) I keep a list of things I like, things I don't like

and quotes I like in my writer's notebook.

Six Random Things I Like
1) Digressions
2) People who say thank you
3) Rainbow sprinkles
4) Blustry Fall days
5) Eating fresh snow. I'm a freak, I know.

And that ryhmed.
6) Black cats

Six Random Things I Don't Like
1) When you smile at someone on the street and

they glare at you or don't smile back
2) Crowded, sunny beaches
3) Malls
4) When girls pretend to be stupid
5) Rules for the sake of rules
6) Mechanical pencils

Six Bloggers I Tag
1) Miss Rebel Angel Ella
2) The ethereal Madison
3) Tavi! Even though she has

probably already been tagged.
4) The Wandering Sam
5) The lovely Bojana
6) And the street style snapping Kamel

sitting careless on a granary floor

2008-10-12T11:29:00.000-07:00

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

-From Ode to Autumn by John Keats

dress:Free People.

Seriously if I could buy that whole store I would.

socks:unknown

Shoes:Corso Como

Some inspiration...

across her skirt and tinsel bodice

2008-10-11T15:42:00.000-07:00

These self portraits {below} are a hint of whats to come. I have lots of ideas floating in my head and found lots of props in my basement.

Across the floor flits the mechanical toy,
fit for a king of several centuries back.
A little circus horse with real white hair.
His eyes are glossy black.
He bears a little dancer on his back.

She stands upon her toes and turns and turns.
A slanting spray of artificial roses
is stitched across her skirt and tinsel bodice.
Above her head she poses
another spray of artificial roses.

-From Cirue D'Hiver by Elizabeth Bishop

The drawings I do every year in math class are probably the reason I always end up with a C. But I just can't pay attention to sensible math talk.

I really really truly wish I could open my own school. It would be held in a perfectly disassembling old mansion and all the desks would be these gaudy old things from thrift stores and have little lamps on them. We would wander around outside reading Elizabeth Bishop, Sylvia Plath, Sara Teasdale, Robert Frost and loads of short stories. Some rich old woman would donate millions of dollars so we could get a school jet and then we would travel to India and Italy and Iceland and interview the people and learn about their culture.

And yes, I do think about this a lot.

are we human? or are we dancer?

2008-10-09T11:06:00.000-07:00

Will your system be alright

When you dream of home tonight?
There is no message we're receiving

Let me know is your heart till beating
Are we human? Or are we dancer?
My sign is vital My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees Looking for the answers

You got to let me know

-The new Killers single

I took the crazy bumpy bus to my friend's house. We talked. We ate Pringles. We played with the dogs. But then we reverted to dressing up and taking pictures. My best friend's house is a patchwork of memories for me. The carriage house where we made a museum when we were nine. The pond where we made fun of the boys next store. The lawn where her dad shot off fireworks. This time we were creepy ghosts coming back to childhood.

Skye (the blond one's alias) wears a Mossimo lace dress over a J.Crew skirt, Abercrombie leggings, Gap scarf, her sister's socks, unknown brand shoes.

Madeleine wears American Apparel tights, Skye's mom's shoes, an Aqua skirt, Free People sweater, bow from store in Martha's Vineyard and Bijou Brigette glove.

styled and photographed by me

by the way. i've been trying to post more. good thing?

maverick with a wink. yes palin scares me too. anyway...

2008-10-05T06:00:00.000-07:00

I adore Halloween creepiness and cold melancholy. Autumn and Winter are the most hostile and perfect times of the year.

This photo is one I took of my friend at her farm. I took a bunch others with my film camera for phography class but I haven't developed them yet seeing as how I spent a whole class trying to get the film on a reel. Why is it that I am so incompetent at something I love?

For Halloween my friends and I are thinking of doing a circus theme. I'm thinking top hats and frills, glitter, striped tights and such. We are so not too old to go tricker treating!

kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road

2008-10-03T15:18:00.000-07:00

I wore my Holden Caulfield hat today. It's my lucky, happy hat that gets me looks and whose strings I pull and twirl when I'm bored.

We took pictures. I love scraggly gardens.

This is the lovely collage from my feature on SVT's blog. Past interviews were BryanBoy and Am Lul. Wikipedia revealed SVT to be the Swedish counterpart of BBC and I think its supercool to see an article about me in Swedish (Drömska Ana gör äntligen sitt sista år på high school och kallas fortfarande “the hippie” av en massa dudes i skolan?!)

http://blogg.svt.se/llc/2008/09/22/horru-modebloggare-snazzy/

gray

2008-09-28T06:22:00.000-07:00

songs you should listen to on youtube {or something}

In Your Room-Depeche Mode
All Is Full of Love-Bjork
Hallo Spaceboy (Petshop Boys Remix)-David Bowie
We Walk-The Ting Tings
Graveyard Girl-M83
We Own the Sky-M83
Neighborhood 4 (Kettles)-Arcade Fire
SRXT-Bloc Party
Uniform-Bloc Party
Until We Bleed-Kleerup Feat. Lykke Li
Control-Metro Station
Helicopter (Whitey version from Silent Alarm Remix)-Bloc Party

dress:Zara

Tights:Hue

Shoes:Minnetonka

Scarf:shop in Italy

jacket:Urban Outfitters

nothing seems good enough.
i keep deleting/unpublishing
in every aspect. not just in blog life.

i'm numb

2008-09-13T06:04:00.000-07:00

"I'm naked
I'm numb
I'm stupid
I'm staying
And if Cupid's got a gun,

then he's shootin'
Lights black
Heads bang
You're my drug
We live it
You're drunk, you need it
Real love, I'll give it
So we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
Then love until we bleed
Then fall apart in parts"

Pics from when my friend and I ran around a field in seventh or eighth grade.Seems so long ago. Lots has changed.

I'm so scared for intro to photography. We're developing our own photos and using film and I have no idea what I'm going to do. Worried about not taking good ones.

we're all mad here

2008-08-27T11:48:00.001-07:00

"What is the use of a book, without pictures or conversations?"

"Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only knew how to begin"

"We're all mad here."

"Tut, tut, child! Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it."
The lawnmower was looking at me like "what the hell are you doing?" when I dragged out the chair while wearing 5 inch heels.