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HI AGAIN GUESS WHAT BROS IM BACK IN BUSINESS PROBABLY

Ohay guys. Oh look, a new follower on bloglovin' even though I don't update. Kudos to you, new follower.

I just wanted to say that I'm kicking my life in to gear and being not-lazy and I might actually come off my hiatus for real. I might even act slightly mature. I hear maturity is a good characteristic to have. I might even update this post later this evening with an outfit post.  Only a maybe though, because I have to do homework. Homework hasnt been important to me since 5th grade, but y'know it's never too late.

Anyways, Hi, bye, gots to go, I'm in a good mood and I'm going to post some tips for myself and maybe others would like to try them out for being happy/ being less stressed out.

1. Lazyness gets you nowhere, you might as well do it today

2.If you're lost or confused, observe the area. Supermarkets generally have signs to point you in the right direction

3. Try not to put your foot in your mouth (figuratively or literally)

4. Treat yourself once in a while. This can apply to many situations I suppose.

5. ARGH I CANT REMEMBER THE LAST ONE oh wait

consume Olive Oil, it has Omega 3 fatty acids which make you happier

WAIT ANOTHER ONE

6. Atleast wear your retainer to bed

Kay, there you go, helpful nuggets of wisdom/common sense (I don't have much of that normally)

Hi.

I was going to post but then I realized that it was really random and if you want to read that, my tumblr is shellelikes.tumblr.com.

I'm the new justin beiber. Actually my name is Benjamin. And I'm androgynous. And that took forever to spell right.

I'd post a picture but I don't know how to from a hotel computer.

But I had a recent relevation that I really look like a feminine boy.

A couple of topics today.

FIRST is I told my mother, my believing-that-pop-and-folk-music-is-a-crime-against-humanity mother, that she should listen to Rebecca Black's song "Friday". If she can listen to the first 5 seconds without turning it off I'd be surprised.

Second is that hang on I forget ughhhhhhhh.

So there was this time, like a month ago. When I was talking to a guy friend..

Turns out he reads my blog. Give me a moment to bang my head on a wall repeatedly.


There was a paragraph here i deleted because it was dumb.
Where the hell was I?


Ohhhh right, I'm back, baby. But more like, I want to talk about random shit rather than fashion. Because I have no job and no money and I wear jeans every single day. Good thing I have 13 pairs.


My random shit had been mostly reserved for facebook and tumblr but I believe I shall keep it here in order to keep my Tumblr full of awesome and my facebook full of "HAI. Let's talk some more." and "Bored out of my mind, ttc." So on to Randomness Spartacus!




I am aquarius, I enjoy
rainbows, 
brown sugar shower gel, 
stripe-y clothing, 
thrift stores,
polka dots, 
animated movies,
soundtracks,
skittles,
rainbow Chips Ahoy cookies,
dinosaurs,
orange tic tacs,
oversized sweaters and 
books. and 
pirates and 
adventures and 
the sanctuary behind my house which is being turned in to a new street for cranky young parents of bratty young children.
The colours aqua, pink and yellow. (and teal)
Bows.
candy cane flavoured hershey kisses,
chocolate bars,
long strands of beads,
happiness and 
Luna Lovegood. 
I tend to make lists about things I like quite a lot, actually. 
I also like Aussie and British accents, 
coffee, 
drawing girls, 
pretty names,
bicycles,
flowers,
oxford shoes,
French
and painting pictures in my mind.
also Time Machines
cardboard boxes
and big imaginations.


(also, ClothesEncounters duo from Youtube.)

Je parle au hasard.

(I speak at random.)

I came across a pair of cargo-type pants in Urban Planet over the weekend. I was excited. Really. I thought about buying them, but I didn't because Urban Planet is like the Primark of Canada and these pants kind of failed. Like green skinny jeans with 2 pockets at the knees.

So I'm glad Chantelle was all :O over pink boots because then I bought them even though she claimed them, but there was only a size 6 and 8 there and she takes a size 7.
She was angry-but-not-really with me for buying them but I pointed out that there was no extra small in the polka dot dress she and I wanted so she could buy the dress and I got the shoes, fair trade. Then she saw a girl wearing the same boots at school, but I should have expected it; they were only $20 anyway. Moving onward.

Toomanytights is the blog of the designer behind Black Milk Cothing. Im rather infatuated.

Since I was 8 I've wanted to be a fashion designer. Im always drawing my designs and imagining collections except not creating them because I waste my money in Urban Planet and then I remember that I could have spent my money on something of better quality, or some pretty fabric from etsy or vintage Hello Kitty junk. What was I talking about?

ooohhh right, wanting to be a fashion designer. no, too many tights. Except I have no tights. How depressing. I should stop wasting my money and buy some. oops.

But Black Milk is awesome. I should know, being the hipster I am.

With his galaxy leggings

and R2D2 bathing suits, designer-guy's a genius.

On ne voit bien qu'avec le coeur.



How attractive.



As promised. I very much enjoy those boots. Also, brrrrrr.

Glasses: Vogue Optical ..Couldn't find my favourite pair :(
Coat:Joe Fresh
T shirt: Hand me down (Cant see it anyway, but its my pirate t shirt :D)
Skirt: MoonChen on Etsy
Leggings: Ardenes
Boots: Urban Planet

Merry January 20th, guys and to any with midterm exams like myself, good luck! :)

Baby, it's cold outside.

This picture here? This was my attempt at outfit pictures. I set my tripod up outside for the first time, my camera on top, pressed the self timer button and hoped it would be focused okay. Waited for ten pictures, packed up and sat by the woodstove. Too cold to even look at the photos outside. Instead of them being just unfocused, I hadn't even managed to make my way into them. Well.

I'll just have to try better today, I suppose. Because I'm suddenly feeling all inspired again, thanks to some new boots and blog surfing.

Hows it going, just thought I'd pop in to inform you that I got a tripod for Christmas and so I am now required to post more outfit photos because now the camera placement promise is solved. Promise.

Feellike this should have a signature. Hmmmmmmmm

blahblah this was something else that i got rid of cause it was dumb.

Paper Crowns

Bonjour, mon amis! Je ne comprend pas Francais; mais je parle Anglais.

So I will speak English from now on. Are you impressed with my knowledge of french? I went to a french school in Quebec for 3 weeks over the summer. I was in the sped class. But I did not google translate that. Only to see if it wrote it correctly. Which I didn't and then fixed, SHHH YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW.

I have a LOOK for you today! Aren't you excitedd? I would be, it's pretty rare. Or I wouldn't, I tend to get things wrong when there's a 50% chance of it. Optimism, I tell you.

Isn't it polkadot-ful? Thee skirt is from the Etsy Seller Moon Chen, which I got for Christmas, and I love it. Almost as much as I like the crown from my cracker, and the Diplodocus-Allosaurus-Rex that my sister gave me. I wore this Christmas Day but my laptop chose that evening to die. Merry Christmas.

...and Happy New Year! :D

IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE.

Enjoy it. Unless you're a scrooge or you don't celebrate Christmas. Happy Holidays anyway.

Nothing to wear!

I want to update this blog. Unfortunately I've been suffering from miserable-itis. Also known under it's more common name, "The powercord is broken and battery needs replacing disease". That plus boredom, no inspiration and the common cold. You know when you open up your closet full of clothes and say, "I have nothing to wear!"? That's what my entire last 3 monthes have felt like. That's why I keep repeating, "I need a job. I need a job." Because Job=Money. I think there are about 9 things in my closet/drawers that I actually like to wear. That includes pants, skirts, sweaters, shirts, vests. Nothing else fits right and nothing else feels like me.
Sometimes I feel like I have way too much clothes and sometimes I feel like I don't have enough. Maybe that's cause its mostly all junk. If, when I am 16, and I start working at Tim Hortons or something, I should pick some things out of my closet that I like wearing, then some neccessaties, and start over from there. My entire amount of clothes looks like a junkpile to me. This is irritating. Do you ever feel like this, o followers of mine?

EDIT.
(After leaving this for a while, I've reread it and realize that this makes me sound selfish; there are people in the world who have no money for any clothes at all, and I am complaining about how I have nothing to wear, even though I have piles upon piles of clothing. If I were to restart my closet, I would take everything I'm not keeping and donate it to a charity, just as I have always done. I hope that anyone reading this would also do the same; doing so helps less fortunate and the enviroment by keeping it out of landfills and whatnot. All around win!)

ShelleLikes

I know there haven't been many posts recently, I just haven't been feeling the inspiration, fashion wise. No ideas. But I still have lots of other types of ideas, and I still want to flaunt them in your face, so I made a tumblr! For all things awesome. Any thing I like can be in it, like that book I want to read, 14,000 things to be happy about. I want to read that badly. Or at least own it so that when I am feeling sad about things I can read it and be all, Oh, right! Life is pretty sweet! Well, I already do that, but just in case I needed an extra reminder because thinking of balloons and polaroids and colourful photography and vintage bicycles didn't do it for me, but usually it does.


Oh,and the tumblr I'm  forgetting about. It's here, if you'd like to take a look. Because IMHO, It's worth taking a look. But only a look, it's not really worth a stare yet.

It's called, Shelle Like Awesome Things. The background is a picture of the cartoon Justice League. : D

Hats don't fit on Triceratops, dang it.

It snowed today. Like, a lot. It was our first actual full-on snow, which I suppose is fitting since tomorrow is December 1st. Advent Calender on Neopets and everything. The lights even went out for a few seconds and it was dark out by 4:30.

The dinosaurs are celebrating early.

Oh, look they've gone and put up a tree, and decorated, and changed the border just for you. Bless their plastic hearts.

My, but Mr.Rexx looks awfully dashing in his scrooge hat. Poor Dippy can't write for shiz though. A capital O in the middle of a word? For shame.

Well I suppose that's all then. I've got to go draw things instead of buying actual presents because I have -40 to -60 dollars. So I have to be creative. BUY!

By which I meant BYE! It seemed like it should be spelled differently when I thought of it.

Dinos Spell Colour with a U.

Why hello thur random citizens of countries I've never been to but will be visiting around Easter (that is, if you Live in Italy or Greece. I don't know why I capitalized Live, that was an accident.)

 Long time no see, yes? Goodness I hate that expression. I don't know why I use it. Actually I don't, just for you, aren't you so lucky? It sounds so grammaticaly incorrect to me. Long time I no see you I talk broken english. Yeahhhhhh.

 Anyways, now that I've gotten past my Hello, it's been awhile beginning, I've got to tell you why that is. It's cause I'm lazy, so now on to what's really important. Fashion Fledgling is named so because I am a fledgling when it comes to fashion and it's not really necassary( Idontknowifthat'sspelledrightméwhichismynewwayofsayingmehwhichmeanswhateverbasically )
for me to only post fashion related things because if I do that then I'll hardly ever post anything cause I'm lazy like that.


SO I'LL POST WHATEVER I LIKE, KAY? ty <3


Also. I hate parades. And dealing with shiz. Shiz and parades because we only have boring parades in the fall when its cold as opposed to interesting parades in the summer. I spent 5 hours of bs outside in the cold in my cadet sweater and then the people we were volunteering for decided we werent gonna be in the parade and took our candy. YEAH BASICALLY WHAT HAPPENED. Also other shiz was on the go this weekend and I dont wanna even get in to that.
 
SO ANYWAYS. My name is Shelle and I approve this message.
 

 DINOSAURS ARE AWESOME.

Scientists are wrong. Triceratops was a real dinosaur and I have the plastic model to prove it.
I like coloured text and dinosaurs and the Capslock button and also the Canadian spelling of colour. No, colour is not a french word.

Leather Pants and other 90s Throwbacks

This post isn't about trends I've spotted, or trends or other people have spotted and blogged about for me to read. It was an original concept of mine, except not at all, really.

In the continuation of rediscovering old trends such as The Skinny Jean and The Clog I bring you:

Leather Pants.

About a week ago, I was thinking about the trend of shiny leggings, and that brought me to the unoriginal idea of leather pants. What would leather pants look like if someone brought those back? Apparently I wasn't the only one wondering. Above are three examples that I liked and were under the wonderfully low budget of $300. Seriously. Maybe it's because I don't have any money, but that sounds like an awful lot. Even for leather, and these were on the low end of the price scale!

The first pair are riding style pants with leather on the inside, while the other two are full leather pants. I really like this take on leather pants; skinny, black, low rise.

As opposed to the wonderful 90s version:



Buffy the Vampire Slayer is pretty sick, but her leather pants were scary sometimes. Maybe it's the 90's part.

These go against everything I just listed, but still look amazing.

This picture ^ belongs to ClaireInc. I advise you visit that site. It's absolutely amazing and I love it and I want to buy everything they ever sell. Ever.

Also while I was searching, I came across another lovely peice of clothing.

Cargo Pants.

Do you remember these? I wore them in grade 6. Not the 90s, but still a few years ago. I like these better. Granted, the 1st pair aren't actually cargo pants, they're twill, but they have deep pockets on the leg and are green. And both are awesome and I NEED A JOB TO BUY SHIZ.

I LIKE USING THE CAPS BUTTON.

Teen Female Horror Story

I was going to update today. That post can be saved for tomorrow, because right now I have a (true) almost-horror story for you.

Today began almost like any other; I'd slept on the couch in my living room because the filter on my sister's fish tank was too loud so I couldn't sleep, and I woke up early because of this. Around 9 am. Thats realllyyy early for me. My mom told me she was going to town around 12 pm. I asked if I could go with her, thinking I'd be bored at home. She said yes and off I went for my shower. After, I came back to get dressed.

Little did I know of the horror that was lurking behind my closet doors.

I didn't notice when I first opened them. A couple sweaters that didn't belong to me. No big deal, I was a little annoyed as this happens very often, but I moved them over to my sister's side of the closet.
Then I got a good look at my side.
Every single sweater in there was in the wrong spot. My colour-categorized collection of sweaters, and each one was out of place and on the rack backwards.

I confronted the person I knew to be guilty; they got angry. They did it because they couldn't get in to my closet.

I was upset, naturally. Not really angry, but upset, because my orangized sweater collection was now a mess unecessarily, and I would have to spend quite a bit of time putting it back in order. There wasn't much I could do then, because we were leaving for town, so I'd have to fix it later.

When later came, I pulled out all of my sweaters. I began putting them back on hangers and in the closet, in their proper order. Then I noticed something else. Most of my dresses were at the back of my closet, again in the wrong order and hung backwards. This time I voiced my unhappyness. Loudly. I was heard, but I yelled "Nevermind!" and went back to fixing things. I was putting the dresses back next to the jeans when I noticed something wrong again (like the gift that keeps giving. sort of.)

Every single pair of jeans were also out of order and also hung backwards. (By backwards, I mean the hanger points in instead of out, making it hard to get the hanger and the item on it.)

Frustrated is not a strong enough word to describe how I felt. Neither will Exasperated do the job.
At this point I pulled everything out and started over.

I've just spent an hour and a half fixing this person's work.


WWHHYYYYYY. WHY DID THIS HAPPPENNNNN    D':

SOBS.


btw, sorry if your reaction is TL;DR. I want my sympathy, NOW! jk. but yeah. I had to complain cause this sucked. I'm very unhappy.

Fashion of the Day.

Well, Hey there. *Has no comment on two week absense.

The zipper on my shorts wouldnt go up any farther and also, randomly appearing tights are random. I thought these were mine but apparently not so as mine do not have this cool geometric print on the go. Nor do their non-existant print end half way up my thighs, but shush.

I felt pretty retro-80's today. It was pretty sick, ya know?

I even found shoes to wear with this outfit outside of my regular converse or black boots.

I don't wear my shoes in the house though and I was too lazy to go get them. meh.

And because this has never been strictly a fashion blog at all, here's a peek at my sister's birthday cake for tomorrow. I did a lot of the baking-from-a-box part.

Plus there's these glow-in-the-dark bracelets left over from yesterday that I'm pretty excited about.

Happy belated Halloween, guys. How did yours go? Did you go trick or treating? Did you even dress up? Let me know in the comments. :)

Outfit Details

T Shirt//"Borrowed" from my friend. I luffs it.

Cardigan//2nd from my mother.

Shorts//Garage, I think.

Tights// ...no idea.

Sneakers! Urban Planet. They have a tattoo print on them, and the are canvas and falling apart because I love/wore them so often. Until my friend-I-borrowed-this-shirt-from wore them and stretched them out. fdjhvbhbfdnhjhdfuh gah.

Anyways. Thanks for reading! I always appreciate it.

Luffs ya, kthxbaiguiz.

 Shelle.