It's a short and snappy post today. Those aren't too bad. (At least, I think it'll be short and snappy. I have yet to find out whether I am in a chatty mood or not.)
Madison (the link to her blog is riiiiight here) nominated me with the Versatile Blog Award! Isn't that snazzy? (It sounds like a posh Oscar Award or something. Let me come up in a long glittering gown, everyone, and make a thank-you speech. Take out your hankies and give me a standing ovation.) It's not a super long tag (which is nice for a change) and all I have to do is write seven facts about myself.
I'm going to do this because apparently I like writing blog posts about myself. It's very disastrous.
1. I have never worn make-up. Ever. (If you don't count lip gloss.)
Before you ask; no, I'm not (most certainly not) against it. Why would I be against it? It's nothing harmful. In fact, I might wear a little make-up in the future - this isn't something which I've vowed never to do. It's just that I... haven't... yet gone up to buy some and put it on. I'm not desperate to do it. Also, I prefer reading in the time I would put on mascara. It's more beneficial to me.
2. I normally find auto-biographies boring.
I feel like I'm the only person in the world who isn't hugely touched by Corrie ten Boom. I like reading auto-biographies, but I generally find them very dragging towards the end. Also, they often have too much about historical happenings and then this country invaded this country and then it 19-something and blehhh, it's not really about the person anymore.
3. I am currently awaiting a letter from America.
Or from Emma, whatever you like.
It is to be sealed with wax and it is to be awesomely sprawled with the most utterly flawless handwriting on God's blessed earth. Anyone who receives a letter from Emma can call herself a lucky girl. I'm SO LUCKY TO BE HER BEST FRIEND AND I WANT TO MEET HER SO BADLY. There I said it, I got that out of my system, we may proceed.
4. We only have two more episodes to go. In Lark Rise to Candleford.
ONLY TWO MORE.
I can't believe we're actually reaching the end of the everlasting stream of Lark Rise episodes!!! I'm going to miss it, people, and you are going to miss me talking of it. (You don't believe it now, but you will, you will, you willl.) I'm going to miss Dorcas and Minnie (MINNIE) and Alfie (HIS GRIN) and Daniel and EVERYTHING.
5. I wish models would smile.
Seriously, why do models look like the most obnoxious creatures ever? They make the dresses look like "things that make you boring and bleh." Why can't they smile? It's like they're trying to DISSUADE us to buy the clothes. Like, "Hey, I'm not happy in this dress and don't buy it because it's ugly and I can't wait to get out of this."
Last week I saw a big advertisement and the model was actually smiling genuinely. (And not in a 'heyyyyy'-way.) I noticed it immediately and I fell in love with the dress. (Not that I didn't fall in love with that red dress up there, but yeah.)
6. I can't think of number six.
Because that's so funny. You know, because I have a number seven, and not a number six. It's just droll. I'm soooo witty.
(That was all sarcasm in it's divinest, by the way.)
7. One of the best things about being part of a big family is all the birthdays.
Seriously, we have birthdays. A lot of them. I have nine siblings and (everyone, go duh!) two parents so that's twelve birthdays a year. (No we don't all have our own month. Come on.) So that means a lot of cool birthday meals with candles and cakes and all the good stuff.
It also means a lot of awkward happy-birthday-singing. :-/
There ya go!
Seven facts vaguely related to myself. With nice pictures dodged in between to make you scroll down, of course. I am one of the queens of pretty pictures. (I didn't say 'the queen.' Isn't that very un-obnoxious of me?)