Should I give up? Or should I just keep chasing pavements?

I fear this art critique may be the end of me. Not really, it's just really hard for someone like me who loves art to write all these nitty-gritty details and tear apart a painting I love.

I'm a brunette again (OK, specifically "Clove" Medium Ash Brown. (thanks to box dye and my mom's help) Blonde-ish wasn't cutting it. 

I got nerdy/retro glasses. I love them, I always feel like I'm in a disguise.

I made a Fairy Tale display at work and put a giant dragon on top holding a princess puppet hostage.

This week I have be re-reading my high school years, thanks to my old LiveJournal account. How embarrassing! It feels like so long ago, but that weirdo high school Emily version is still in me.

I just finished cat sitting for my neighbors. They have three cats, Frodo, Harry, and Anastasia. 

I wish my paper would write itself.

Oh, and how could I forget I have a plea for spring!

Dear Mother Nature,

This whole winter weather really blows. I'm tired of this snow stuff. Could you please bring on those yummy 60 degree days?

♥ Emily

I bought a sweater online last night. I am very excited. I have been getting rid of a lot of my old clothes. I'm trying to "grow up" my wardrobe and be more fashion forward/classic (how one combines the two I've yet to discover)

Well that's my Saturday night post.