Life Is Good

That's all I have to say.

When the power goes out, prepare to sleep

Ever since Hurricane Sandy hit about four days ago, I've been wondering: do other people feel like when a storm hits, everything-homework, paperwork for your job, other daily activities and responsibilities-gets put on hold?
Of course, though, if you're one of those people with super awesome seeing abilities, I guess the whole "work gets put on hold" doesn't exactly apply to you. But for the rest of us normal human beings, it gets really hard to get anything done. In fact, all of my time during the storm was spent sleeping, so you can imagine why I wasn't able to get a good night's sleep and STAY asleep during the night. 
But enough of my complaining. If possible, something good did come out of the power outages-you really have no choice but to hang out with your family. But it's not like this hurricane was the only way I had contact and time to spend with my family. In general, being together has never really been an issue for us. We have dinner together every night, do stuff on the weekends, and have family time together every evening. 
Some kids might say that sucks and sounds horrible, but in reality, I like it. And Hurricane Sandy only brought us closer together. It sounds weird, I know, but it's true! I just can't help but feel like even though huge storms have about fifty minuses, there's at least one good thing.

Crushed Dreams

To become the ultimate fashion designer, you need to know how to sew, right? Yes, yes you do. But on the other hand, it also helps to have a vivid imagination, so you can come up with ideas on what to sew.
Sometimes I wonder if my dreams of becoming a FD are crushed because I can't sew, or because I'm just not trying hard enough. Probably the latter, knowing myself. I give up too easy, like the time I fought with my sister for her blonde barbie doll. I should have kept fighting to get what I wanted, instead of being a wimp and giving up early.
But is courage and a long attention span really all you need? Perhaps. But also,  just knowing how to use a sewing machine doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean you're guaranteed a spot on Project Runway or an automatic in to the fashion world.
But you know, if that's indeed true, then why do I want to learn how to sew so badly?

Can you say "ridiculous?"

Okay, so I know that "High Fashion" is, in other words, very pricey clothing. But, to me, it doesn't make much sense. I mean, fashion shows are great and all, but, when it all comes down to it, would you really wear it?
I mean, seriously, the Elizabethan Era collars, high-heeled boots made entirely of fur, and feathers galore! Can you really get any more dramatic?
So the other day, I was watching America's Next Top Model, and one of the girls on it, Leslie, was put into the most ridiculous costume ever. I'm pretty sure the contest this time around was related to Mardi Gras-something, that, while you can go as wild and crazy as you can possibly afford, shouldn't be too wild and crazy.
Poor thing! She looked like she was suffocating in that ensemble. I can't imagine how she was able to breathe in that monstrosity, let alone walk in it. And, even though I'm really great at walking in high-heels, how the heck did she do it?! I mean, that was amazing, but, on top of it, she actually won that specific contest! If I were her mother, you can bet I'd be darn...Well, not proud, exactly, but jealous!

I just don't understand you, Mother Nature

Okay, MN, I want to know-what's up with winter this year? It's been the suckiest winter ever! I mean, I've only had one snow day, and, granted, I love my school, but honestly, winter is for being cozy, and for snuggling up under blankets in front of the fireplace, drinking hot chocolate. And yet, I got none of that this year!
Now, of course, it's spring, and so I don't get much room to complain, seeing as the season's past.
But you know, I guess I should be thankful, seeing as I was able to wear a ton of my summer clothes this winter. Weird, huh? Wearing clothes that belong to winter's latter season. So honestly, MN, I thank you for that.

Ah, the weekend

I absolutely love the weekend. You get to sleep in, don't have to worry about homework, or catching the bus on time, or even wondering what to wear to school that day. Today I'm wearing my yoga pants and a purple t-shirt. Simple enough, and I feel comfortable.


Save the fashion show for your school.

What the **** were they thinking?!?

The other day, when I arrived at my school, I saw this women and her husband wearing the most hideous outfits I think I've ever seen. Here, I'm going to list all the things wrong with their outfits.

• First off, the wife was wearing one of those awful knit Christmas sweaters, with Rudolph on the front. His nose was a red pompom! Talk about fashion disaster.
• She had on gross orange shade color leather clogs, that squeaked as she walked.
• Another thing about the sweater: isn't it a little late in the season for Rudolph?
• The man had a argyle sweater with flip flops. In the middle if winter, no less! 

So, I hope this is a lesson to all of you: never, ever, ever do this!                                                                                                                                                     

New school, New style

Yes, that's right. I am now going to a different school, a private, therapuetic school, and it's name I will not say for safety reasons.
But along with it comes a price. At public school, I could wear what I wanted and not feel like an outsider. But at this new school people wear all black, and have piercings, and dye their hair bright pink or smokin' red. If I wear a skirt, or a frilly dress, I'm always afraid of getting laughed at. I know I shouldn't, because I'm just being myself, but I would just feel awkward, you know?
For instance, Anna* has pink streaks, always wears a Led Zepplin sweatshirt, and her nose is pierced. If that's how most all of them look, how am I supposed to fit in?
From now on, I'm not going to be afraid of being myself. So what if I wear a Justice sparkly skirt? Or a T.J. Maxx sequinned sweater? Seriously. That's just me, so I'll wear what I want.
Here's the truth: Real friends won't judge me based on my style. They'll accept me for who I am.

A Fabulous Life

Hey!

Welcome to the new and improved blog of K Grace. I decided to change it because fashion is something that I've always been interested in, so I thought I would try and make it interesting for others, too.
I will post pictures of fashion faux pas and fashion divas, but will not mention names. If I do mention a name, it will replace their real name. But for celebrities, I might mention names. Anyway, I understand that not everyone is as interested in it as I am, and some might not even like it at all, but I'll do my best to make it fun for other people.
For me, fashion is more than clothes. It makes my dull life a very fabulous life.

Au Revoir,

K Grace.