Fashion Drama

I am so tired of all my clothes. The clothes sold in the USA are cheap and pretty terrible. Here are the harem shorts I bought 2 weeks ago.

Thread bare after 2 weeks.

It's hard to see the pilling (tiny little balls). And they are now completely thread bare/see through. It kind of makes me laugh because almost all women's leggings/cotton pants are completely see through. Heaven forbid I bend over in these lol. I paid 20$ them. I realize they were pretty cheap but considering the quality of them 2 weeks owned, I'd say they are about worth 5 dollars.

This shirt is the epitome of crap you can buy in America.

See all those bally' things? This shirt is a good example of pilling. I saw this sweater and had an immediate connection to it. I paid 23$ for it and wore it twice before it was competely pilled. Needless to say I can't wear this shirt anywhere because it looks terrible

Yay pinning... sarcasm.

I have a large collection of Banana Republic and Loft skirts all of which are pinned. It drives me crazy... Are there no inbetweens of grandma length (mid-calf) to mini skirt (mid thigh)? Would it kill designers to make a skirt that hit the knee?

I bought a watch...20$. I never buy accessies. Because...well cheap, over priced etc. But I really wanted it, so I made the purchse... all plastic. As far as watches go there is a tall-tell way check quality. Cheap watches will have a flat face, better quality will have a concave dome. Flat-faced, plastic, peice of crap.

And while it's in the picture, check out the cheeta print pants. I bought the same pair in black for 23$, but it took a month for it to pill, get thread bare, and eaten by moths (they didn't touch any of my other clothes, just the black.)  I looooooooved those black pants though, and while thrifting found the cheeta version for 3 dollars. Yep they are completely see thorugh, so as loong as I wear nude colored underwear and don't move too much.

Side story. I was online shopping for swimsuits.  I started with my usual shops. And laughed out loud at this little number.

If your daughter ever wears this in public, no matter her age, I think the parents should get a fail award. lol

Then I started to get a little grossed out, bikini model after bikini model. Literally. Had to take a break and look at wetsuits. Just gross.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I checked out Free People, Anthropologie and Urban Outfitters. And I found the perfect suit for me. It's a surf/swim. But I would totally wear it to the local pool.

I don't care that it has long sleeves. I am just sooooooooooooo tired of cheap crap and bikinis.

I think if I have to shop at Forever 21 or H&M again I will cry. 

Secret Dance Company #1

Secret dance company is now real because I finally got someone to dance for me :)

Link is here if the video does not work - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-CF2j5haijg

Friday at Screenland 2015 - Disney Auditions

So many titles could have gone into place for this post. I decided to keep it to the point, show exactly what happened.

Friday at Screenland Studios - Disney Auditions 

Screenland Studios. Where Disney dreams go to die.

Audition #1 I was 3 inches shorter in height parameters, but "W" was going up for both auditions so I decided to tag along to the early dance audition. 

Apparently (decent pirouettes + pretty good battements)(too short) = cut after 15 minutes

Hipster Coffee shop I lived at for 3 hours

I went to Moby's around the corner to wait out for the next audition later that afternoon. As far as coffee shops go, it blew Starbucks out of the water.

Moby's served a great mango smoothie.

I usually just laugh and shake it off when I'm cut because it happens like 99.9 % of the time. But my pride was a little damaged being cut with the all visibly/noticably awkward people, so I downed my sorrows in a mango smoothie and Nutella for a few hours.

People who want to be princes and princesses.

Audition #2  Disney has heights considered "dead heights" depending on the venue you are performing. My stature of 5'1 was a dead height for the roles they were casting, but as any good audition'er' knows "Go! even if you don't match what they're looking for."

I decided to fudge my height a little taller by slightly standing on my toes and tilting my chin. And they measured me 61 inches exactly. I did the math really quick = 5'1. I seriously can't be a true 5'1.

Next, they gave us an animation task, in which we had to act a scene followed by a 16 counts of ensemble type dancing. I whispered to "W" that I only knew how to perform the acting exercise via modern dance.

The 16 counts of dancing required only basic jazz skills, so I had that all covered.

And yes. Flawless. Even my acting was pretty good.

Then they picked some dreadfully awkward girls to move on, all of them princess height, with big teeth and wide smiles. And they cut me on the spot. 

Bakery of all Bakery's

I decided to go to Portos. It's tradition. It's the bakery of all bakery's. And great for post audition sorrows. "W" and I both got deserts and decided to save them for when we got home.

3.5 hours in LA traffic

Insane traffic happens every time "W" and I go to auditions. I was at my wits end around the 2 hour mark and began to seriously question my friendship with "W". Sitting on the 405 can make or break a friendship.

My Portos cupcake didn't survive the drive home.

We made it home and I dramatically collapsed my self on the living room floor. After a few minutes of quiet reflection I joined "W" at the table and discovered my cupcake hadn't survived.

Reenacting my scenes from the audition.

"W" and I went to beach. It was the happy ending to a pretty terrible day. For the sake of our friendship, I told "W" we shouldn't do anymore Disney auditions together. Our friendship is better suited for beach trips, shopping and food. "W" agreed whole heartedly.

I'm still pretty cool as far as Kung Fu and I go.

It's like I'm back to the beginning. Kung Fu didn't get me into Disney, even though I' d say these auditions were better than the pre- Kung Fu ones. So looks like in addition to fighting Korra style,  I'm going to have to start something new.