In the spirit of... well, me, I'd like to list a few of my favourite things! It just feels like a Christmassy thing to do. Be selfish. Ah yes, so in no particular order, heres are some of the best things in life to me.
1. Black clothes.
If you know me this one needs no explanation, I love black clothes. I am always in the mood to wear black. I have bought the same clothes over and over again in different cuts and fabrics since I was 14 years old. I always look like I am in mourning. I do identify with a goth style but I have always done it in my own simple way.
2. Candles.
I would fill my place with all candelabras and keep them lit all the time if my husband wasn't so afraid I'd burn the building down. I love candles and the look the smell and the glow. I have been obsessed with candles since Jr. High, when I used to light 100 of them while my parents slept and then my mother would wake up to the smell of burning and confiscate them all. I would of course replace them later on. My poor parents lived in fear of waking up in the middle of the night to a raging inferno, cause by their pyro 13 year old. I don't think my parents liked me much during that time.
3. Boxes.
Nothing quite like a pretty box. I love boxes, I have many ranging from tiny boxes to put jewellery and trinkets in to larger boxes I keep a variety of things in I have somehow collected quite a few pretty and unique boxes. My boxes hold all my special little things and things that hold meaning.
4. My Violin.
My violin is precious to me. Sometimes she loves me and sings perfectly and bewitches me, where I feel an energy flow into my fingertips, where I feel the soul of the music is coming from the instrument. Other times I feel like she is punishing me for neglecting her and she sings sadly and with difficulty. No matter what, this will be my most prized possession, I am lucky to have her.
5. My weeping Buddha.
This one got on my list of favourite things because it was a lovely present from my dear friend John. When I was lying in a hospital bed after having major surgery, John was one of my only friends who was by my side most of the time. One morning he came in with a wooden weeping Buddha and said "he weeps for you so you don't have to". I love you John, thank you.
6. My uncle Bertie's paintings.
My uncle Bertie was an amazing artist. My parents house is full of them, and my folks passed a few on to me. I feel comfort being surrounded by his art. I miss him all the time and wish the world still had him.
7. Boots.
I love boots. I prefer winter style over summer because I love to wear boots. I am a Canadian girl through and through. I always buy black boots and I tend to pick favourites and wear them out. There are a few pairs of black boots I have kept in decent condition for a few years, and nothing is nicer than thick socks in comfy boots in the winter!
8. Makeup.
Oh man I am a whore for makeup. Dirty I tells ya. You might even say I have a huge problem with makeup. I love it too much. I have been obsessed with makeup since 7th grade, and fancy myself quite the collector and connoisseur! The staff at Sephora and MAC know me by name and I drool over the latest Urban Decay, M.A.C., Benefit, Two Faced and Makeup Forever. How girly of me.
9. BPAL.
I have already mentioned this earlier in the blog, BPAL stands for Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab. These guys sell gothic/romantic/victorian inspired perfume oils. I love every one of them and they invoke strong feelings depending on the oil I wear and when I wear it. They are a part of my day, I match the smells with my outfit, and they make me feel pretty. I would say I have quite the collection and will continue to buy them!
10. Nail Polish.
I suppose this could go in the makeup category but I feel nail polish is in a category of it's own, I own and wear all the colours of the rainbow, since I am a beauty professional my career requires me to buy them. My favourite colours I paint my nails are reds, blood red, cherry red, bright red, black, purple and sparkle.
11. My Car.
Last but not least! I love my car! If you know me, you know it took me a few extra years to getting around to getting my drivers licence. I bought a car a couple of weeks before I started intense chemo and didn't have my licence, and "shitbox express" sat parked for months until I finally got my licence! Since then I have been in love with my beautiful blue 1994 Pontiac Firefly. It's mini and takes corners nice and you can park crooked in a spot and still be in the lines. Love ya shitbox!
So since I couldn't just do ten things, those are 11 of my favourite things. Of course I love my family and friends more than any of these things, but these things make me- me! Hahah I am such a cheese ball.
MERRY!
-E.
4 comments:
I visited you in the hospital you asshole.
I really enjoyed reading about your favourite things! Bertie (Barry) - very nice what you wrote.
Take care!
i love your list and share a lot of your favourite things (obviously because we're awesome)! i didn't know he was uncle bertie to you, but i wish the same thing. <3
Katrink: I know silly, I said one of the only people, you were there the whole time I shoulda shouted you out too. Thank you for being in that miserable room with the stinky lady in the next bed and playing gypsy fortune cards with me when I was zonked on morphine. I'd say "good times" but really it was just a less miserable experience with you entertaining me. Love ya!
Kathy: Thanks! I still think of him all the time. Wishing he was here for Christmas. A merry one to you and Brian! Love you guys!
Alicia: Man we just rock then don't we? He was actually Uncle Bertie to me, I'm not sure why! We keep his memory alive sister, wish you could come out here and see some of his stuff! .....maybe you will come here sometime... I dunno, just throwing that out there! <3
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