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Hello all!

This blog was a big misguided as I was just kind of throwing a bunch of stuff into it. Well, I have become much more internet organized. As of right now, this blog is temporarily retired - until I find something to do with it. However, there's lots of other places to find me on the internet!

Facebook Fan Page
Fashion/Beauty/Lifestyle Blog: The Geeky peacock
Fitness/Cosmetic Surgery/Cosplay Blog: Quest 2 Coplay
Geek News Website: Minti Fresh

Thanks for your continued support, and if you need to get ahold of me feel free to send me an email at mollymcisaac@gmail.com

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Outfit of the Day: 02-27-2011

Dress: Some Shop in San Francisco I can't remember the name of
Jewelry: Ebay
Hat: Good Will
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Outfit of the Day: 02-18-2011

My "Vegas Skank" outfit!

Dress: Crossroads Trading Company
Shoes: Forever21
Jewelry: Forever21 & Ebay
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Outfit of the Day: 02-17-2011

Taken in Vegas.

Dress: Thrifted
Boots: Amazon.com
Cardigan: Thrifted
Hat: Clothing Swap
Belt: Thrifted
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Outfit of the Day: 02-04-2011

I have been really bad about updating my outfits. I will try to keep more on top of things!

Dress: Vintage
Jacket: F21
Scarf: Knitted by Mother's Friend
Boots: Thrifted
Bag: H&M
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When I was home in Idaho for Thanksgiving last year, my mother dragged me (hahaha, "dragged" me) to the Sandpoint Animal Shelter, which is one of the nicest animal shelters I have ever been to. It's a no kill shelter, and all of the animals are incredibly happy... especially the kitties! There are about seven cat rooms where they all live together and play, and you can go into each room and pet the cats and get to know them.

Despite being terribly allergic to cats, I still spent way too much time there and photographed lots of meow meows.

And we ended up bringing this little darling, who is now named Zipper and spends a lot of time sleeping in front of my parent's fireplace:

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Outfits in Paris

I am long overdue for blog posts about my trips last year to Spain and France. I actually haven't even edited all of my France photographs yet; I am SO behind on editing that there's still cosplay shoots from Aki-con sitting untouched on my harddrive. Eventually I'll have enough time to chill out for two seconds and accomplish such things, but right now is not the time.

Regardless, here's some photos of some outfits I wore in Paris. I got that scarf at H&M whilst I was there and even though it sheds all over me it's still one of my favourites. My outfits were pretty similar since I only brought two pairs of boots and it was FREEZING, so I was constantly wrapped up in sweaters and too-thin jackets.

The Louvre:

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Inspire Me: Birds of a Feather

Navy Bird Dress: Here 
Camel Blazer: Here
Turquoise Scarf: Here
Leather Satchel: Here
Betsey Johnson Bird Earrings: Here
Chloe Sevigny Platforms: Here
Juicy Couture Bird Ring: Here
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What a Crazy Random Happenstance!

Before I could walk, or crawl, or form words bigger than my tongue could wrap itself around. Before I could sing or dance or do much more than gurgle and drool all over myself. Before I dyed my hair and adorned myself with tattoos and cared about the way my dresses looked. Before I could play video games or collected action figures or cuddled my dog to sleep every night. Before I had long hair. Before I was potty trained. Before ALL of this... that's when I "met" Lacy.

I am the oldest of my rather humble and small family - it's just my brother and myself. My mother was an exceptional example of parenting throughout the entirety of my existence (and continues to this day), and therefore when I was born she quit her job and fastened me to her side, always. One day, in a desperate attempt for some human contact, she took me with her to McDonald's playland to watch the other children play while she chowed down on a bad for her burger that didn't affect her delicate frame. There, she met Kris, a big boned blonde woman with a midwestern accent and a similar squirmy little parasite attached to her. My mother hails from a small polish town in Wisconsin, and therefore hit it off immediately with Kris, over shared backgrounds and the fact that their daughters were so close in age.

Lacy and I were friends before we knew what friends were.

We grew up together, much like sisters, and some of my first memories are of acting completely absurd with her: playing with horses, laying on the swingsets on our bellies and pretending we could fly, eating sand in the sandbox, wearing matching dresses at our joint birthday parties. We were stuck together as close as two little girls could be, until my parents decided they needed to relocate to Soldotna, Alaska. This move was only a three hour drive away from Wasilla, but to Lacy and I it seemed a catastrophic distance. We wrote each other shaky letters plastered in horse stickers, sent each other birthday cards we made on dinosaur computers with tacky clip art, and when we were old enough we took terrifyingly tiny planes across mountains to see one another. We watched Grease for the first time together, learned about boys, went through awkward puberty, ate too much sugar and spazzed out, covered our faces with glitter, learned the macarena, listened to terrible music. Then, suddenly, when we were both fourteen our parents decided to leave Alaska for good: She to Wisconsin and I to Idaho. Our friendship was already strained due to the tragedy of "growing up", and therefore it did not necessarily prevail once we switched states. We both made new friends and were only a distant memory in one another's minds. Myspace and then Facebook appeared, and we sought one another out - out of obligation, or a need to connect with our childhood, or merely to reminisce. I tagged photos of us together as children I found in a giant trunk at my parent's. Once in awhile we would comment on a post, or I would hear something about Lacy from my mother, but we very rarely talked.

This last weekend I went to Las Vegas for the first time, and, as is in my nature, I publicized this fact. Suddenly, I had an email in my inbox from Lacy, informing me that she had moved to Vegas in December and we should meet up.

Ten years after I had seen her as an awkward pre-teen, Lacy and I were reunited. And it was as if we had never been apart. We still were as silly as always, blabbing on and on to one another, dancing together and commenting on other people on the dance floor. She brought out the midwestern accent I've inherited from my mother and we shared similar stories of how we had come to the point we are in adulthood.

It was a perfect, surreal experience. Someone I have known since literally before I could remember, and our bond is still tangible and real. Friendship, and people, and LIFE are truly incredible things.

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Inspire Me: Wonder Woman

Gold Trench Coat: Here
Blue Ruffle Dress: Here
Wonder Woman Two Finger Ring: Here
Mutli Strand Gold Necklace: Here
Red Suede Shoes: Here
Gold Box Purse: Here
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