a hodgepodge, if you will.

Hi! These are random photos I've taken recently. Not exactly outfit photos but I guess they go with the whole "character" thing. My face is the same always but that's because moving it would take effort and muscle and energy.

I'm getting better at the beehive! My sister took this picturd below. We only have a tree because my mom is Norwegian so we do JUL for tradition's sake, but I SWEAR it's TOTALLY DIFFERENT from Christmas and that I really am a good Jew. I want to make this clear because I'd hate to get kicked out of the meetings, where I get to see my good friend Woody, the Stiller boys, Sarah Silvs, Natalie, Nimoy (or "Nimgoy," our name for him ever since he let it slip that he laughs at Whitney), the woman from your babysitting co-op, and the whole rest of the gang.

The Sound of Music is on our television set.

Did you see the post on Rookie of Spencer's mom's diaries and stuff?*Here are the photos I neglected to include of just how much stuff there was. Ahhhh!

So pretty and cluttered!

I've recently come to understand, on an inarticulate level, the perfectness of Heart.

I added junk to the Twin Peaks best friend necklace I'm wearing above. A Jesus charm and a scented rosary, both from friends.

I bought this vintage jacket on Etsy, which isn't the coolest back story, but oh my GOD who cares it's so cooooool. When I was walking to school in it this old guy with a really long beard gave me a peace sign.

Some choice phrases: Not Cool, Are You For Real, Outlaw Underwear, Encourage Nudity in Flowers, Hippies Are More Fun Than People, Give Adam & Eve Another Chance, and Rembrandt Painted by the Numbers. Lots of them are from Rowan & Martin's Laugh-In. It's totally worth watching this clip of Goldie Hawn explaining time zones, if only for her crazy saucer eyes.

And while I have your YouTube attention span, I LOVE this video of a 13 year-old talking about slut-shaming and why it's wrong. She's so badass and smart and articulate and I'm really glad to see the video becoming popular. Of course, this means people are already calling her script plagiarized or written by her parents, discrediting and invalidating the girl's intelligence and only further proving that sexism still exists. Could people quit it with that? I don't really have to deal with it anymore now that I'm 15 and it's been a few years, but damn, I guess people are horrified by whatever they were like in their awkward phase and so they can't imagine that any 13 year-old could be well-spoken. "WHO TALKS LIKE THAT?" This girl, obviously! So do her friends, because sometimes when your friend calls someone a slut and you say that's dumb and explain how you feel, they identify with it. She and her friends all sit around and say smart things and then in the future some things will be as awful as adults say they will and some things will be better, and we'll all have her and her friends to thank for being the people who make things better. I want her to beon Ellen and stuff so more girls can be praised in our media for being smart and articulate and feminist.

We just watched Miss Representation in my women's history class (school is great when it doesn't suck) and I also recommend watching that. You can find it online free if you google it, and the trailer is below. I wish it was required watching for our whole stupid school (school sucks when it isn't great) because of that girls-ranking list that went around last year and because so many posters for our new feminism club were defaced. One was taken down by a teacher who said he was offended! Awesome. Whatever, I'm just gonna go talk to my friend Ryan about it, he totally understands.

This girl is great, too!

And the new Wes Anderson trailer came out, but you've already seen it and posted it to your Facebook with some variation of "awtiuehfkj" and cried about how the world will never look this beautiful.

I'M SO EXCITED! And I will present any audience member who cries "hipster" with my AM I SUPPOSED TO JUST NOT LIKE ANYTHING EVER? monologue, which goes like this: AM I SUPPOSED TO JUST NOT LIKE ANYTHING EVER? AM I ONLY ALLOWED TO LIKE THE REALITY SHOW ABOUT THE STUPID PEOPLE SO I DON'T SEEM PRETENTIOUS? WHY CAN'T I LIKE THAT AND WES ANDERSON? Ugh, stereotypes are so complicated. I like "graphic novels" because I can be a member of the cultural elite without having to know any big words. I've cracked the code, suckers!

Anyway, I've already taken screencaps, analyzed each one, and cried over how easily I can see myself throwing away everything I own after seeing the movie to reconstruct it all out of sticks and then remembering how much I love the reality show about the stupid people and then I'll look around with sorrow at a room full of poorly crafted handguns and books called .'--l because sticks don't have letters on them except sometimes on accident it looks like it because of weird marks like.'--l.

THINGS TO DISCUSS:

THIS GIRL. Her eye makeup! Her hair color! Her kneesocks! Her collars! Her luggage! Her hand kisses! Her name is Suzy! I just know I'll try and emulate her essence for about half an hour after leaving the theater, my confidence shaken by a single fart. I'm sorry, I just refuse to believe that people like this fart. (Also, I'm obviously way into the love story as well. So glad those of us who never want to be in a position where you have to compliment or receive a compliment from the person you're dating now have a precedent for our dreams of a relationship that means just listening to records and trying not to be a dick.) (Omg, I'm such a Carrie!)

FRANCES MCDORMAND AND WARDROBE. It looks like all 60s prints and sweaters and raincoats. This is totally perfect.

ALL THOSE WES ANDERSON DETAILS THAT WILL MAKE YOU STARE AND TWITCH AT YOUR LUNCH TABLE MATE'S UNATTRACTIVELY DESIGNED POP TART PACKAGING WHEN YOU GO TO SCHOOL AFTER SEEING IT.

THEIR WACKY ADVENTURES. I would be content with just a series of still lifes of carefully arranged pinecones, but we get a plot, too?! Enthusiastic foreign phrase I can't pull off in real life!

THE CAST. No caps for this one, but I'm really excited about all the possibilities of those two kids/Frances/Bill Murray/Jason Schwartzman/Bruce Willis/Tilda Swinton/Edward Norton interacting.

OK that is all, hope your January isn't sucking!

Thailand

Thailand'a gidip boyle giyinsem ve bir sure oyle kalsam diyorum.

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strange magic

It makes me sincerely sad that I can't post here as often as I used to! I miss when I recorded all the things I'm inspired by more consistently. With growing up in general there's more bad stuff, but also more good stuff, but also I better understand why the bad stuff is so bad which sucks, but I also better appreciate it when the good stuff is good which is nice, so really I just try to sleep whenever I can.

Rookie has been the biggest time sucker but I can't think of anything else I'd rather be doing. It feels like such a natural continuation of all the ideas and aesthetics I've explored here for a few years now, and it's nice to apply those and see how people whose writing/illustrating/photography I love (or, our staffers) interpret them. At the beginning of each month I email everyone the theme for next month (since we work a month in advance) along with a few topics it entails and a moodboard. Then all the articles and photos come in and a calendar goes up once that month starts, compiled of images from the way we've all explored the theme.

The inspiration moodboard I made for Girl Gang:

The moodboard-calendar on the site:

And for December/"Home," this:

Became this:

I've had this blog for a long time and now when I come back to it it's hard to avoid falling back into how I've always written and the kinds of things I used to write about, so it's nice having a change of scenery. Obviously it's my blog and I can say whatever I want on it (with the exception of certain plans I might hypothetically have to hurt the president, which I recently learned can get you in jail!) But as part of growing up and going through phases and whatnot, sometimes it's nice to come back here and be creative like I used to be, and sometimes it just feels like I'm in middle school again, which I despise.

Anyway, you can see a list of links to everything I've written and styled on Rookie here. Here's a hand-picking of some that I feel readers of this blog would especially appreciate:

• styled and co-art directed a shoot with Petra
• photo editing tutorial
• editor's letter for December (long-time readers of this blog will remember my Bob Dylan phase..)
• How to Make Your Room Look Like a Movie (Remember when I posted a million photos of room decorating inspiration in the summer? This is the result of that.)
• a checklist for the ultimate care package
• an ode to Joni Mitchell

And interviews I've conducted with:

• Joss Whedon
• Chloe Sevigny
• First Aid Kit
• Gloria Steinem
• Daniel Clowes (long-time readers of this blog also know how important Ghost World has been in these here FORMATIVE YEARS OF MINE) (ew)

And stuff I didn't write, but which I think readers of this blog with especially enjoy (this coming from someone who has just about every post MEMORIZED):

• style in girl gang movies
• style of crazy relatives in movies
• sexism rant
• How to Look Like Clara Bow
• Spencer wrote about angst and such
• on pop culture comfort food and nostalgia
• style inspiration in marginalized groups of women in history

And, photo editorials, for all you visual people:

• film stills
• a girl's rad bedroom
• skateboarding princesses
• Rookie girl scouts
• girl gang in the sun
• '50s babes
• Jawbreaker-type photos
• winter-fairy photos

PHEW. And there you go, your reading list for staying home New Year's Eve because you have no friends, haha! I don't either and I can't figure out why :((

School is a big time suck, too. I'm less thrilled about that one, but I think most teenagers spend a lot of high school wishing they could get out, and since I am lucky enough to get out and have this other thing going on, I appreciate high school a little more and hate it a little less.

I feel the same way about the town where I live and the house I've been growing up in. I've been trying to figure out for a while why terrible music from the '70s makes me so sad, even with all the awful cheap organ robot sounds, and I think it's because it makes me think of The Virgin Suicides and Freaks and Geeks, and those kinds of characters, of teenagers who spend a lot of high school wishing they could get out, of the scenes where the Lisbon sisters are only able to talk to the boys across the street by playing records quietly into the phone in their bedrooms, and of how desperate Lindsay is to relate to something the whole series until the final episode when she dances to a Grateful Dead record alone in her room. Of that very adolescent-specific longing for some kind of world that's greater than the one at home, and of the world you create for yourself trying to satisfy that longing until you can pursue something greater.

A couple months ago, I went to see Daniel Clowes and Seth interview each other at a book store event where I live. When I met Clowes to get my books signed, I said that my school hasn't been redesigned since the '70s (he asked how school was, I wasn't just like LET ME TELL YOU ALL ABOUT THE ARCHITECTURAL HISTORY OF MY HIGH SCHOOL, in all caps), and I was about to say that made it more pleasing to be in, but as an adult who lived through the '70s, Clowes' reaction was of deep sympathy! I mean, when I think about it critically, my school and all the houses in my neighborhood I get obsessed with spying on, all the ones that also haven't changed since the '70s, they are really ugly! All the beige curtains and the wood paneling and tacky family photos. But they just make me think of Freaks and Geeks and The Virgin Suicides, and of the stories of the people inside. It comes back to this kind of feeling, which is from a post I wrote a month or so ago:

It makes me nostalgic for something I've never really experienced, which is, I guess, life without internet, when those characters' records were some of the only access they had to a world outside changing families and classmates they've known for years. I guess I actually have had more time to blog than I'm making it seem, but keeping some things to myself has become more special. I've been drawing and collaging as always, and while none of it is very revealing, it feels too personal to show others. And I keep notebooks, and the world around me is just as interesting to me as it's ever been, but the prospect of sharing it isn't as exciting as it used to be. Like, not everything that anyone could find at all entertaining/interesting/funny has to be tweeted, you know? And I kind of resent that mentality in this here SOCIAL MEDIA WORLD we now live in. KIDS THESE DAYS, etc.

"Strange Magic" by ELO has been the biggest culprit in the tear-jerking. I have not carefully examined the lyrics, but I'm pretty sure it's about a boner. And yet! I find it so unbearably melancholy! The simplest reason why is that it plays when Trip and Lux win king and queen at their school dance in The Virgin Suicides, but as I've been listening to it this fall, I've come to associate the "magic" part with the same kind of magic these characters I've been talking about create for themselves from their records or books or daydreams, or anything that could be a hopeful sign of life after high school, like the road trip the boys imagine in TVS, or Lindsay leaving home to follow the Dead once summer starts. Aesthetically I guess this means '70s with some element kind of sparkly or witchy or magical...

Unknown, Raquel Zimmerman by Juergen Teller

Pamela des Barres and someone I don't know, Grace Miceli

By Petra Collins for Rookie, Juergen Teller

John Divola, Akris Fall 2011

Richard Prince, Heart's Dreamboat Annie

Retrospace

Freaks and Geeks, which technically is set in 1980-81, but is also set in middle America, where it was still probably the '70s.

Jil Sander ad, Saturn's rings

Drew Barrymore by Inez and Vinoodh for AnOther Magazine, unknown

Both from Retrospace

Unknown, and a magazine called Sassy (no, not that one) that existed for 2 seconds in the '70s

From the set of the Virgin Suicides, probably by Corinne Day

Peter Lindbergh for W, 1997

The Virgin Suicides (around the moment "Strange Magic" starts playing) and Retrospace

The post that went up on Rookie today of Spencer's mom's photos/diaries/letters/notes from being a teenager in the '70s are a big part of this, too, as I've been insisting on looking at them every time I've gone to their house for months, until finally she let me borrow some of them. You really just have to look at it all for yourself, but just how she and her friends reported on every detail of everything that happened at school, how jealous her friend was when Susie got to go to California, the zillions of notes they wrote each other in class...sniffle.

This playlist is mostly the TVS soundtrack, plus a couple:

Strange Magic by ELO Subliminal Message by Happy Birthday Alone Again (Naturally) by Gilbert O'Sullivan Magic Man by Heart Cruel by St. Vincent I'm Not In Love by 10cc So Far Away by Carole King Old Age by Hole A Dream Goes On Forever by Todd Rundgren Come Sail Away by Styx (plays in the school dance scenes of both TVS and F&G)

Oh, and this post was kind of a part two to this post from about a year ago.

It is the longest post in the world and congratulations if you read all of that.