the urk and disappointment of miley cyrus, caused the abandon of hope and capital letters
oh miley. i turned off the tv, but didn't think to turn off the magazines. as i turned my head too quickly to avoid self inflicted pain-- that i decided to blame the sexified teen for ---i had an inspired thought. madonna was considered--almost by law--to be an inspiration to all things pop, female,and impressionable enough to feel honored to partake in the clumsy losing of the clothes tradition. but ...madonna grew up. grew, aged, and got wise and spiritual. humility and arm muscle is the new skinny. i believe it truly. let us all roll around on the floor in something lacy and white, in symbolic prayer. maybe they'll grow out of it and find that the way to enlightenment is to make a kabuki themed music video. it's just a simple game of follow the leader. for the sake of your kids; in Britney we trust.
I believe story telling is an art form and blogging is a medium in which to share stories and ideas. Within this blog I hope to cover a spectrum of topics. From the serious to the silly. Here you will read my views and inquiries about subjects such as feminism, other various socio-political issues, psychology, spirituality, sexuality, and general interests such as film, art and music. You will also be exposed to my obsession with cupcakes, tea, books, Hello Kitty, and quirky day to day journeys. I enjoy learning from others as I am constantly attempting to introspect, grow and evolve. During this process I will be jotting down musings on this blog. Pull up a comfy chair and a spot of tea and join me!