Speaking of the Lady...

This is quite possibly one of the best excerpts I've ever read about Gaga- possibly I've ever read period. It came from a great and extremely well thought out article here about why Taylor Swift (the musician/public icon, not the person is hated by little monsters everywhere).

"Let’s bring it back around to the lady that obvs should’ve won: Lady Fucking Gaga. Lady Gaga is viscous hungry sex in hellfire. She’s more theatrical than Broadway and every night she sings in romantic open fists. Lady Gaga opens her dress, extracts her gut, assembles it in shapes splashed in sinister glitter and then shatters her dangerous violent diamonds onto the piano and screams FIRE and it sounds like bad romance. She wants your ugly, she wants your disease, and she’s everything Taylor Swift will never be. Punks don’t win awards, they eat awards.

And so that’s what I hope for my hypothetical unborn children, whether it’s from Gaga or another powerhouse female who owns it on stage: pop music that shuns tired Dawson Leary cliche in favor of your drama, disease, love, revenge, and (when you’re ready) your dangerous ambisexual kiss in the motherfucking sand.

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah,

Roma-roma-mah,

GaGa-ooh-la-la."

I only hope that one day I'll be able to write something on this blog that is good enough to lick the stilettos of this one. Because it is fierce. Sorry, T Swift fans, I'm not hating on y'all (see, I'm from PA and can use country slang too Taylor) but I am hating upon your idol, who propagates waiting around for big stong men to come and save you and happy endings and fairy dust. Newsflash. You think like that and one bad romance will shatter that poker face leave you speechless cause you can't play the lovegame.

Gaga-ooh-la-la indeed.

Lady Gaga Leaves Me Speechless

So, way way overdue here's my post on the Gaga concert.

FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC!

Now, I know you're all thinking 'well duh Krysti, we could have told you that' or 'well of course she would say that, she's a Gaga-aholic.' Well, yeah, that's true, but I would also say I've been to a fair share of concerts, of varying venues, sizes, costs, and target audiences, and this was one of the most epic. Though our seats weren't front row center it's The Gaga for pete's sake, the dumpsters outside are prime seating! And if you don't believe me, here's proof that her concerts freaking rock. Six sections over there were Madison Square employees signing the entire concert to a section. As in, there were deaf people there. At a concert. Just to see the spectacle that is Gaga. There were 8 year olds, there were 80 year olds, there were gays, straights, straights who appeared lesbians, bisexuals, and every shape, size and color in between. Just the fact that her demographic is that large says something about her awesome-ness. I think what it is, is that Gaga is totally comfortable with who she is, be it wearing a giant lobster on her head, crawling half-naked across stages in sold-out arena, or just sitting and playing the piano. And that kind of confidence is extremely magnetic. Her just being on stage feeling totally comfortable with herself makes everyone around her (or her music) feel like maybe, just maybe, being themselves isn't as frightening as it sometimes can be. I mean, for the love of glitter, if Lady Gaga can perform in front of the world wearing nothing a few well-placed rhinestones, trying a new activity, meeting new people, daring to buy that shirt you never thought you could pull off, seems like a piece of cherry pie (much like loving you is). Not only that, but her stage presence is unparallelled. Even from the very back of the arena, you can tell that she pours 150% of herself into her performance, dancing, singing, and even making speeches in between about support for the gay and lesbian community, being yourself, and helping homeless teen off the streets. She actually is quite a stirring speaker, I know she moved me. And I mean, of course, the theatricality was phenomenal. From the random neon signs, to the tornado, to the huge fish puppet thing, and of course the costumes! the entire show was such a spectacle in itself, and then you throw Gaga in to ring lead the whole shebang, and HOLY CRAP. Amazing.

I was trying to explain to my mother, who is opposed to unnecessarily bucking the system, about why I love Gaga so much (she hates her) and found it quite difficult to pinpoint exactly what it is about Gaga that appeals to the masses and I. I've pinpointed a few of the factors that I believe add to her appeal:

• Her charisma
• Her confidence
• Her talent
• Her absurdity
• Her off-center taste
• Her sincerity
• Her love of her fans
• Her devotion to her work
• Her costumes (let's face it, they caught/continue to catch our collective attention)
• Her down-to-earth-ness (ever watch an interview with her?? so nice)
• Her dedication to causes (volunteer work with Virgin Mobile got you free Monster Ball tickets, she donates to help get teens off the streets, etc.)

Basically I think Gaga is pretty damn fab, but you knew that already. Her concert was amazing and wonderful and I recommend everyone try and go see her (which I'm sure you could have guessed before I wrote this). I figured I'd pull this post from my draft folder and finish it, since my lovable status buddy requested a new post and my sleep-deprived mind can't think of anything to say about my current life. So....(better late than never) pictures!!

As Told By Graphs

True Life.

Just Another Rant

So, you know what I absolutely hate with every fiber of my being right now? Yogurt. It's probably the worst food on the face of the earth besides like, dog. Freakin' nasty. Am I a little salty because three kids in a row spilled their stupid yogurt on me in five minutes? You decide.

Now, before you all jump to the defense of every one's favorite bacterial snack, I want to first, say I will not hear the council for the defense, and secondly this only applies to children's yogurt. Like, all that stupid, artificially colored shit that's supposed to taste like cotton candy and bubblegum and wild water-apple-melon-berry. I don't care that it's healthy and delicious and wonderful for your bowel movement. Save it for Jamie Lee Curtis. Yogurt is, by definition, just a big-ass colony of bacteria fermenting. Lick a toilet seat and save yourself the $1.87 why don't you. And another thing, does it or does it not look just like vomit. If you say 'No, Krysti, you're being ridiculous' then I don't think you've ever had to scrub freaking Trix yogurt out of a lunchbox because believe you me, next time I need some faux throw-up (faux-up?) I'm heading straight for the dairy section of Superfresh. Plus yogurt has the possibly the worst texture in the world. It's like pudding that someone has left out for a little too long on the kitchen counter, kind of a runny, slimy solid. Need I go on?

So that was super-random readers, and I apologise, as you might guess, as well as I concealed it, I am a bit saucy at becoming the next big yogurt-covered snack today at lunchtime. But such is the life of a camp councilor I suppose. Anyway, I'm really running low on things to write about (in case you haven't noticed the lame, link-filled posts lately) so if you'd like to hear me talk about some random topic, lemme know, I'm open to suggestions. Force be with you.

Bucket List [UPDATE]

So, you may have seen my bucket list post a while back and noticed some of the smalled, stupid goals put on there mostly to keep my spirits up on the long and treacherous quest to complete my list. One such item was

"Finish reconstructing my polka dot dress"

Allow me to explain. When cleaning out their basement of 40+ years of junk, my grandparents came across my mom and aunts closet full of old dresses. Everything from terribly 80's poofy bridesmaids gowns to casual dresses that would look at home in the Sailor Moon cartoons (I swear, there was a purple Sailor Scout outfit in there...). Anyway, my grandmom offered me anything I'd care to take, the rest was going to Goodwill. So I grabbed this little polka dot number, which my mom informed me was her favorite dress when she was about my age. Now, let me explain something. When it comes to taste in anything from curtains to clothes to water ice, my mother and I are polar opposites. To the point where, if we walk into a store, we will both make a beeline for the same couch/shirt/object pick it up and simultaneously exclaim "This is the ugliest [object] ever!" and "This is the cutest [object] ever!" It has happened. The one time we both picked up the same sweater and both declared it cute we quickly exchanged glances, slowly replaced the shirts on the display, then scattered away. But lately I've been on a retro pin-up kick (think black/white/red, polka dots. bows, etc.) and this was the perfect project to fulfill all my obsessions, plus I think it's kind of cool that I get to reuse something of my moms, that's never happened before, partially because of the style-barrier and partially because she's wayyyyyy skinnier than me. So, this was a great project all around, and I got to try a lot of new sewing challenges (invisible zipper, reconstructing a highly structured garment, snaps, a cumberbun, etc.) I'm pretty happy with it!!!

Before

Now, remove the top and the floppy bow, add a zipper to fit over my ass, a cumberbun, some zippers, snaps, red accessories and TA DA!

Yeah, I'm no pinup girl, I know, but I just love it!!!!

Where the hell I'm going to wear it, I have no idea....but whatever.

Live What You Love

I thought this was an interesting survey-type thing I stumbled upon, so I decided to fill it out. If you don't really care about listening to me talk about myself I'd just skip this post. It's supposed to help you figure out a little about yourself. I'll try to be both honest and amusing, for both our sakes.

How do you really feel about what you are doing right now at this exact moment?
Honestly (well, we're off to a good start) I love blogging, I love writing and hearing that people like reading this blog, as stupid as it is. I feel proud of sticking with this for so long, as lame as that sounds.


What is your fondest childhood memory? Who was there? What was going on?
I remember a lot of little things from my childhood, I don't think I can pinpoint anything specific.

How comfortable are you in your home?
Very. I love both my house and my dorm room. My roommates are awesome and my family's chill.

How comfortable are you in your town/city? State?
As comfortable as is expected? I dunno?

What kind of weather do you like?
Middle-seasons, fall and spring, weather. When I can wear jeans and a tshirt, maybe a hoodie, and be set.

Do you believe you can have your cake and eat it, too? Why or why not?
Metaphorically speaking, I think it depends on the situation. Literally speaking, if you have your cake, why wouldn't you eat it?

What is one quality about your parent(s) that you really loved?
Hm, my mom was really critical to inspiring my artistic abilities, and my dad was kind of just always on my side.

What is one quality about your parent(s) that you really do not like?
They freak out at me quite frequently for no apparent reason.

Do you like what you are doing for money?
Yeah, I love working with kids (and sometimes crafting things)

What do you feel is your greatest skill?
Ugh, I just got asked this on formspring and have no idea. I'm not really outstanding at anything. I mean, I'm okay working with people I guess? But nothing special

What do you feel is your greatest personality trait?
I think I'm pretty approachable? Maybe?

Do you feel like anything in your life is holding you back from ultimate joy? List everything.
Fear.

Write a paragraph or two about your ideal weekend/time away from work. Include location, sights, smells, food, activities, and people.
My ideal weekend (with unlimited funding of course) would probably involve a trip with my friends to either Florida to the Wizarding World of HP, Utah for stargazing, or just Cape May or something for just a relaxing weekend that no one has anything to worry about and can just enjoy the weekend.

How close are you in proximity to the people you absolutely adore the most?
Most of the people I adore are under 30 minutes away from me on a daily basis. But some are upwards of 2 hours.

What do you want out of life?
Now that's the million dollar question, isn't it. I honestly, would just like to live happily, whatever that means at the time, working a solid job with a place to interior design the shit out of and call my own (or whomever is added to 'me') just living in the moment.

How do you think people will remember you, when you die?
Quite frankly I think few will, other than 'that chick who always pops up in my facebook news feed'

How do you want people to remember you, when you die?
Depends on what I do, I guess. Overall it'd be nice if people remembered me as a pretty cool kid, whose company they enjoyed.

Write your epitaph - the sentence you would want to appear on your grave.
'Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.'

How do you feel about your home furnishings?
Um, what? I mean, I didn't pick 'em but they're whatever.

Do you have a hobby that you like to do but you don’t get paid for? What is it?
Crafting, but sometimes I guess I get paid for it. I also love writing and reading.

Does money hold you back from anything? What does it hold you back from? Be very specific.
I don't like discussing money. Sorry.

What do you think of passionate people?
I have a deep set respect for people who are passionate about what they do, whatever that might be. I guess I also feel a bit jealous that passionate people always seem so sure of themselves where as the rest of us stumble around trying to figure out what we're doing.

Do you know anyone who you feel is living their dream? Who? What do they do all day and night? Be very specific.
Yes. They are one of those passionate people we just discussed. And they sacrifice everything to work toward that dream. And they're great at it. (I know that was the opposite of specific, but I don't want to go into any greater detail)

Do you think you can be completely satisfied living where you do right now?
As long as I can get a teaching job, I'd live where I am now (not with my parents of course, I'd move to my own place)

What do you want to accomplish?
I can honestly say I do not know.

Do you want to change your career?
I've barely skimmed the surface of my career.

Do you wish you lived closer to a certain someone or group of people?
When at school, I wish my home friends were closer, when at home I wish my school friends were closer.

Do you wish you lived in a foreign country or a far away state?
Sometimes.

What are three things that you do everyday that make you totally happy?
Talk to my friends, the other two vary from day to day.

What do you want to pass on to your children?
Good genes.

What is something you have never tried but would like to?
**See my bucket list post**

Are there things in life you wish you could reverse or make right?
I wish I could fix everything that's wrong with our world, from global warming to our failing school systems.

Do you feel like you have enough money to live the way you want to?
Again, I don't like to talk about money.

Are you happy when you think about the upcoming day and all that it comes with?
In general? Or, like, tomorrow. Generally I have a positive outlook about the future in general, unless something horrible is happening then. Literally tomorrow, I am very happy about because I will (hopefully) have some sand between mah toes and some time to practice my water bending.

What do you find challenging?
Dancing, being patient, drawing anything well, first person shooter games, not caring, being absent, art in general.

What do you find thrilling?
Roller coasters, adventures, going over those hills in a car where your stomach drops, being completely alone in a new situation.

What are three memories you haven’t yet created but you would like to?
1. Graduating college.
2. Getting my first job.
3. ???

Do you feel energized when you work?
Yeah, if it's after like 10am.

Do you feel creative when you work?
Always.

Describe what you consider work, and what you consider play. What are the differences?
Work is something that needs to get done, but might not be enjoyable. Play is something that you chose when, where, and how you do it.

Do you feel blessed or lucky to wake up each day? How can you get to that point?
I try to. I really should make more of an effort to though, because I'm incredible lucky and don't spend enough time and energy appreciate all the people I have and the opportunities I've been given.

If all of your debt was forgiven tomorrow, and you had a completely clean slate, what is the very FIRST thing you would change about your life?
That, dear survey, is a great question. I'm quite stumped. I guess I'll be shallow and say appearance.

Where are three places you have always thought about living but never did?
1. New York City
2. England
3. Santa Monica, California

When do you want to retire?
When I'm good and ready. And financially set.
Is there an award or accolade you have always dreamed of winning or being recognized for?
I mean, I've really never received any awards of note, but I always wished I would have gotten some kind of superlative. But alas, I was not 'green' enough.

If you could learn how and money was not an issue, is there anything else you would do for work besides what you are doing now? Be specific.
God, there are so many things I'd love to do. Fashion designer, costume designer, wedding planner, interior designer, Imagineer, owner of a hip, member of the Haus of Gaga, trendy cafe or boutique, ComicCon artist, rock star....

List three things you would immediately change about your work day if you were the boss (assumes you are not the boss).
1. start later, end earlier
2. wawa for lunch
3. lazer tag everyday
What can I say? I work at a summer camp, there's not a whole lot of practical things to complain about.

What are three things you would start doing on the weekends if money were not an issue?
1. Traveling (Utah, Cape May, New Zealand, England, Australia, California, Texas)
2. Questing (not the same as traveling!)
3. ???

Imagine it is a big holiday and you are with your loved ones and you are living what you truly love. When they ask what you have been doing, what do you say in reply?
Really I'm just trying to make the most of my summer while I can. I'm working at camp all day, which is kind of a pain just because I come home so beat, but I've gotten used to it and as much as I complain, I love it. Besides that I can't wait to get back to school and see all my friends, but at the same time I'm having a blast catching up with everyone from home. Basically, I'm carpe-ing the die(h)m as much as I can for as long as I can. And I suggest you all do the same.

Peace out cub scouts!

ps: Did we like this? Do we never want to hear the innermost workings of my brain again? Was this boring?

What Happens Under the Covers...Is Burnin' Up the Blogs

Ohhh Krysti, you're so witty. Basically my summer life isn't nearly interesting enough to substantiate this blog as often as I like to post, so here are a few (in my opinion*) excellent covers of some songs for y'all to enjoy. And in the meantime I'm hopping in the shower because I literally have paint everywhere from the soles of my feet to inside my nose today.... chiao bellas.


Love this song.


He's so fucking cute. And his voice makes me melt. <3<3<3


Love her overall attitude, actually she does a lot of great covers (check out 'Use Somebody' as well)


Because I cannot ever get enough of this song and can't jam out to it at camp...god I wish I looked like her (and could sing like her too).


*I'm about as good a music quality critique as George Bush was a president.

Craftaholicism

So, I think I've decided that I'm a craft-somniac when I'm at home. As in, if you were to come to my house in the middle of the night - mayhaps to throw pebbles at my window then serenade me? - you would find me fully awake, most likely freshly showered and already re-covered in paint from some odd project I decided to start an hour before, at 1am. And I have been in quite the crafty mood lately, Adventure Time kicks, madame rosemerta glittery heels, my pinup retro skirt is finally finished, and I tye-dyed my first ever tshirt. Epicness. Normally this addiction would make me a little wary of the steep slope I'm on that might eventually lead me to sell my organs on the black market to make money to construct a full-out Con-ready Cosplay and get to San Diego for the International Con, but since I don't craft very much during the school year, I feel like this is justifiable. Next on my list, some jewelery, more AT shoes? Neverland? hopefully a Lady Rainacorn hat, and mayhaps some birthday goodies? Who knows. What I will say though, is try something crafty this summer. I don't care if you've never taken an art class or you're an art major. Make something awesome this summer (and obviously send me pics) something you've always wanted secretly but never had the balls to make or the money to buy. Anything from an epic cosplay to a sweet-ass bulletin board for your dorm room. Whatever, it's 2009, knock me off my feet, blow me away with your craftsmanship. And comment with any ideas for projects, because idle hands are the devils (Lady Gaga's?!? More speculation soon) workshop! Just ask Glozell. Peace out kiddles.

Things That Are Hellish To Do In the Heat

• Sleep
• Read
• Write
• Work at a camp
• Walk around outside
• Be on a school bus
• Live somewhere without air conditioning
• Do any sort of physical activity
• Socialize
• Exist

Goddamn it, I'm sweating just sitting here typing. I hate being hot. I hate sweating glistening, I HATE NOT HAVING A/C!!!

And the Cutest Couple Ever Award Goes To....

Okay so just checked IMDB and went over the casting for "Deathly Hallows Part I"

Uh, Dumbly (right) + Grindy (left) = CUTEST GODDAMN COUPLE EVER.

Uh yeah, so can't wait for this to come out solely to see these two. (Side note: you may recognize young Grindy from 'Sweeny Todd' he played Anthony, the sailor boy who falls in love with Joanna).