monthly me | januARI ’17

deep breath. big sip of water. hope, dismay, repeat.

this is january.

january

january has just been a lot. i don’t know how else to explain it. this month i lost a job i never had (but 100% had in my mind), found out that i am fat (and had it consistently reaffirmed by people who think my body is their business), ran so many errands for my mom (because i’m not in school and i don’t have a job and i am essentially a bum) and wrote. i wrote some pretty good pieces this month. i’m proud of them. the trump presidency is…a disgrace and disaster of biblical proportions.

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i don’t know what we can do to fix it. i mean, i guess i have to become president. boop. but for real, it’s been a mess and i’ve been cutting ties like i do fresh bread because i’m not here for nazi sympathisers. watch your wrist if you punch one, friends.

from the camera roll

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i had no sleep and was thinking too much. so i got a breakfast bowl.

on repeat

talk with your fingertips
don’t stop the car, let’s drive

suck on your amber lips
just give me one bad night

i think of this song in the context of my friend, dani, and also how i’m tom incarnate.

friends, sometimes when you’re on, you’re really fucking on. (i’m gonna write a whole post on this song because it’s fits too well.)

obsessions

ARI FITZ.

man. don’t even let me start. this month has been januARI.

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ari fitz invented jawlines, facial expressions, cheekbones, tomboyish style, and tiny geometric tattoos. facts only. i’m enamoured with her style, her boldness, her carefree black girl realness & her die hard attitude. ari is intelligent and talented beyond measure, inspiring in a way i didn’t think i could think someone could be, and extremely gorgeous. y’all. my knees are the weakest.

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she makes videos every single day, and is the curator of the tomboy-style instagram & channel, the tomboyish (@the.tomboyish). ari is a big voice on androgyny in style & accepting and channeling one’s masculinity and femininity together. (did you know that androgyne is literally greek for male-female? andro – male; gyne – female. lit.) 11/10 would recommend. y’all seeing that? eleven out of ten.

other obsessions include

  • the never ending job hunt
  • the college apps check (login, sigh, logout, repeat)
  • crackerbread
  • tea in the morning

snippets of internal monologue

  • SHALOM. you can’t just run a 5k. you can’t just do things like that! do you understand?
  • are you ever going to edit that portugal vlog? (i did. it’s here.)
  • where in the HELL am i going to university LORD

today someone told me to keep writing. i had my freelance pitches rejected SO HARD, so i really needed to hear that. keep doing what keeps you up. it’s 5:21 AM here. here’s to february and resistance and progress. please, lord. progress.

love & light,
shalom xo

A Look Ahead – 2016 & Beyond

Aloha pals! Merry belated Christmas! I hope all of your Christmases were merry and bright, and that your gifts exceeded all of your hopes.

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I was genuinely so pleased with all the presents I got from my siblings and my mum — er, I mean Santa — and despite the craziness of the festive season and the family feud that is still ongoing, Christmas was alright.


AN UPDATE



Alright. SO 2016 is going to be a big, big year for me – and this blog.  I’m looking at moving countries for university (fingers crossed), and I’m looking at moving content – with regards to scooton.wordpress.com.

This sounds really dramatic, but all that’s happening is that I’m making a bit of a shift. I made this blog after two other blogs that I closed because “ohmyGOD Shalom why did you write like that were you like twelve???” (Yes, Shalom.You were exactly twelve, actually.) In the two years that I’ve blogged under scooton, I’ve used this blog as a space for me to document my new interests & lifestyle crazies. I don’t intend to stop – I just think that I need a fresh start (blegh, how cliche) and that my little cubby hole on the internet deserves a little more love.

What does this all mean? It means that I’m doing a little rebranding. I’m going to  do some major upgrades. It means that I’ll probably become more of a lifestyle-beauty blogger like I’ve wanted to for a while – there’s a saying that all lifestyle bloggers eventually get bitten by the beauty bug. It happened! It means that I’ll get to work on myself as a brand, and my brand as a brand – without freaking out about things that I never had time to fix. (I’ve got the time now, by some miracle!)

A massive thank you must go out to all of you who have read my inane ramblings for the two years that I’ve been sporadically posting on scooton.wordpress.com. Here’s to more years of my bitchy, ranty posts that you couldn’t get rid of if you tried. To  more pride, more winged eyeliner, more hauls-because-I-can, more music, more photographs, more black nail polish, and more of what I want my little corner of internet to be.

Thanks for sticking with me since 2013, y’all. See you in 2016 as okayshalom.com– I’m so excited to share the new site with you all.

Happy new year for next week, and have a gorgeous day! I’m feeling a lot better having wrote this post. Special thanks must go to Tash from GlitterfulThoughts for encouraging me & talking me through some big decisions last night.

I’ll see (?) you all in the new year!

Love and light,
shalom

 

Scoot on ~ having no clothes

“I can’t go out, I  have no clothes.” 

Something said far too often by people who actually just have too many clothes to choose from, that they feel so overwhelmed and get struck with temporary blindness, causing them to be unable to see their masses and masses of clothing. At least that’s what I think happens.

I personally have never been a victim of no-clothes-itis but it hits some people pretty badly. Take my best friend for an example: I went to her house after school because we had an arts evening that night. So she opens her cupboard and says “I have no clothes.” And considering the fact that she lives with her dad, and only 30% of her collection was at mom’s house, it’s relatively understandable.

Except for the part where she ACTUALLY HAD CLOTHES.

I used to think that when somebody said that they had no clothes, it meant that they HAD NONE. I guess I learned not when I was about 12 and somebody said that they had no clothes, so I proceeded to chuck every article of clothing out of their closet and say “You sure?”

Don’t get me wrong, I understand what it feels like not to want to wear the same thing twice. And it’s really not coming from a viewpoint of somebody with lots of clothing. I literally have one pair of shorts. I mean, yes, it feels like you’ve worn absolutely everything. But let me be the very first to assure you: YOU HAVE NOT.

I guess there are loads of things you can do…I mean I don’t know, I’m just a random tall kid who lives in a pair of jeans. I guess accesorising is good…and mixing and matching…and trends…and a whole bunch of other fashion stuff I don’t know a flying fart about. But people do, and I guess learning from them is good…unless if you’re a lazy ass like me who’d just rather wear jeans.

I think clothes are so frustrating, I mean I hate that clothes are a thing. Not because I’d rather be naked (Sweet Baby Jesus NO) , I’d hate it because things cost money and money…well it’s money. Egh.

I think that everybody has a sense of style, and I also have no clue what I’m talking about, so it’s really best you take NOTHING I say about fashion into consideration. Except this: PLEEEAASE DO NOT FOLLOW THAT TREND SEVENTEEN MAGAZINE PUT OUT THAT SAID THAT WEARING YOUR HAIR UNDER A HUGE CHUNKY NECKLACE IS COOL!

That’s it really. Sooooo I guess I’ll go have a look in my not so full but most definately NOT empty closet now. I hope you had the  most stellar of days and that you go forth and prosper in whatever else you do today. 😀

All my love, all the time

Scoot xx