Missfits Issue 3.

Open publication - Free publishing - More art

The third issue of Missfits is now available for digital download and in print copies at MagCloud.

Thank you for all of the support and I hope that everyone enjoys the latest issue.

If you are interested in submitting for the Fall 2011 issue then please email us at missfitsmag@hotmail.com.

Xoxox.

Rebirth. Revival. Renewal.

Summer can make a sane person go crazy. A sad person grow happy. A lonely person feel loved. A romance get stronger.

Summer has a strange effect on millions of people. Everything feels different than you remembered from the last time. The pool feels safer. Your friends feel closer. The amount of food you eat increases beyond your imagination.

It's just a time to lose yourself in the moment.

To not think about tomorrow, but to focus on today.

We can find ourselves again in the Winter.

But, that's not for another 6 months. And right now it's Summer.

Xoxoxox.

Oh Look, A Pixie.

I did it guys. I cut my hair.

I figured.. since it's summer, why not? It turned out better than I ever could have hoped and its such a nice feeling to not have layers of long hair stuck to the back of my neck. I feel so free.

How have all of your summers been going?

Xoxo.

Bad Blogger.

I have been such an awful blogger the past few months. I have been promising myself to spend less time on the internet until the school year ends, but in doing so, I have neglected my & all of your blogs.

But, summer is almost here & I have never been so in love with life and full of inspiration. I can not wait to be finished with all of this homework & finals so that I can again surround myself with all of your daily doses of inspiration that I miss reading so much.

Xoxox.

The Two of Us Could Run.

"We mostly work to live, until we live to work."

-Run by Vampire Weekend

The school year is almost over, and all I can think about is Summer. I day dream of swimming in the lake, picnics with friends, and galloons of pink lemonade. It just sounds absolutely perfect.

Photos of me by Maddie.

Xoxox.

& If Cupid's Got a Gun, Then He's Shooting.

You've wasted your time on my heart.
Xoxox.

Edith Minturn Sedgwick.

"It's not that I'm rebelling. It's that I'm just trying to find another way."
-Edie Sedgwick

Edie Sedgwick. If I could pick one person in this world that I would like to be most like, I would choose Edie. Hands down. Yes, I love Twiggy, Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn as well, but Edie is the girl that I find myself drawn to the most. She is a beautiful disaster. I wouldn't wish her misery on my greatest enemy, she spent her life struggling with psychological issues, because of her brothers suicide, that led to eating disorders, and drug abuse. But, her beauty, outstanding personality and style has been iconic ever since she was Girl of the Year in 1960's.

"While I was girl of the year and superstar and all that crap, everything I did was really...motivated by psychological disturbance. But I’d, I’d make a mask out of my face because I didn’t realize I was quite beautiful...I had to wear heavy black eyelashes like bat wings and dark lines under my eyes. Cut all my hair off, my long dark hair, cut it off and strip it silver and blond. All these little manoeuvres I did out of things that were happening in my life that upset me. I’d freak out in a very physical way, and...it was all taken in a fashion trend."

"You have to put up with the risk of being misunderstood if you are going to try to communicate. You have to put up with people projecting their own ideas, attitudes, misunderstanding you. But it's worth being a public fool if that's all you can be in order to communicate yourself."

"Edith Minturn Sedgwick: beautiful artist and actress and all around loon. Remembered for setting the world on fire and escaping the clutches of her terrifying family. Made friends with eeeeverybody, and anybody...creating chaos and uproar wherever she went. Divorced as many times as she married, she leaves only good wishes behind."
-Factory Girl

Wings are Wide.

Recently Maddie took some photos of me and my friend Taylor covered in paint, running around a field on a beautiful, sunny day. This is one of those memories of mine that makes me smile each time that I think about it.

In case you weren't sure, I am the girl with the crazy, curly hair.

1994.

Tomorrow is my 17th birthday! I'm as excited as I can be knowing that I will be spending it at school studying and then at home..studying. But, the most important thing is that I get a free Starbucks beverage of my choice. Coffee addicts will be coffee addicts.

Hope everyones week started off well! The weather here is just stunning. I even walked a few miles around my neighborhood just to feel the sun and the breeze.

Xoxox.

My Two Cents.

"I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday. I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear. We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male. I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don’t believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I’m a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them. I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to “teach me a lesson.” Are you happy now society? If you believe that homophobia is wrong, feel free to reblog this."

Emotional Expressionism.

I got back from the Kansas City Art Institute yesterday at around 4:30 PM. At KCAI I took a 2 day fashion design program. I spent most of the day in the studio just going crazy with trifted clothes that I re-created, and playing around with fabrics that the instructor had brought for us to use.

We also had a 3 hour life drawing class the first night that we were there. That was the most amazing drawing experience I have ever had. The instructor worked with everyone individually as they needed. He made me so comfortable with the experience, and helped me improve so much in only 3 hours with a class of about 25-30 students. I really recommend that everyone tries a life drawing class at some point in their life if at all possible.

Oh & I got my hair cut the first day of March. I really like how it turned out, but it seems to be growing far too quickly already!

It's spring break now! Well, it's break at least. It's still snowing here in Missouri. Oh well, at least we are out of school.

Purple Lace, Blue Ribbons.

"This is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know upfront that this is not a love story."

-500 Days of Summer

"Feminism is the radical notion that women are people."

"Writers, especially poets, are particularly prone to madness. There exists a striking association between creativity and manic depression. Why are more creative people prone to madness? They have more than average amounts of energies and abilities to see things in a fresh and original ways--then because they also have depression, I think they're more in touch with human suffering."

Drumroll Please.

Open publication - Free publishing - More art

We are so proud to introduce our second issue of Missfits: Because the Future is Female. This issue is twice the size of our first issue, and I think it's just that much better. Please take the time to read through and give us back your honest input! And if you like what you see and would like to get your own work published then send it to missfitsmag@hotmail.com. Our next issue will be out in June.

Xoxox.

So in love with the wrong world.

Everything has been crazy lately. It just seems that no one is happy anymore. The world has caught up with us and we are just lost souls running for our lives. Maybe one day we will get a break from all this fighting. Wouldn't that be nice?

But, I am giving myself some down time to read through your blogs.

Oh, and guess who finally consumed enough coffee to be a Gold Member at Starbucks?

Xoxo.

You're My Questions, You're My Proof.

Me and Maddie need submissions for our magazine, MissFits. We are especially looking for entries for our Readers Outfits. So, if any of you have any photos that you are interesting in submitting, then please send them to missfitsmag@hotmail.com. You will get to be published in our feminist fashion magazine, so please don't pass up this opportunity! The deadline for these submissions is coming up quickly, so contact us as soon as possible.

Xoxo.

Twists and Turns.

In case you couldn't tell, the theme of this post is short hair. I was looking for images to use for this post when I saw that a lovely lady I follow had just done a post on pixie cuts! Be sure to check out her blog Wicked Whimsy for all of her expert advice.

I myself do not have short hair, but I have been wanting to get my hair chopped off for months now. See, I have crazy, curly hair and I was scared of cutting my hair for this reason, but I have found a few styles that I do like. And if I do end up cutting it, then it would probably end up looking something like this.

I have a hair appointment set, so hopefully I can carry through.

Xoxox.

P.s. Spring in Missouri all of a sudden? Pulling out my jean shorts while I still can.

Mascara Drips like Watercolor in the Rain.

My goal of this post today was to not show a single face, but to still show a personality. This is because I think we all rely on facial expressions too much. And I believe that by looking at a person differently than we are used to doing, we are allowing ourselves to see more of a persons actual characteristics.

It might sound crazy, but I feel like everyone decides what a person is like the first time that they see their face. So, today I will not show a face to judge.

All images on my blog are posted from weheartit.com unless otherwise stated.

Xoxox.

Classic Singles Day.

Yes, yes. You can add this post to your list of Valentines Day posts from all the blogs you follow. When I think of Valentines Day, I think of a quote from 500 Days of Summer.

"How bout this one? With all the pretty hearts on the front, I think I know where this ones going. Yup "Happy Valentines Day sweetheart, I love you." Isn't that sweet? Ain't love grand? This is exactly what I'm talking about. What does that even mean, love? Do you know? Do you? Anybody? If somebody gave me this card Mr. Vance, I'd eat it. It's these cards, and the movies and the pop songs, they're to blame for all the lies and the heartache, everything. We're responsible. I'M responsible. I think we do a bad thing here. People should be able to say how they feel, how they really feel, not ya know, some words that some stranger put in their mouth. Words like love, that don't mean anything."

-Tom Hansen

I am missing me and Maddie's own Anti-Valentines Day party because I am sick today. Eck. Can't this day just be over already?

Still though, Happy Valentines Day/ Singles Awareness Day to all of you out there! Eat some chocolate, so I feel like less of a loser.

Xoxox.

Faces Behind the Skin.

We had yet another snow day today. It's good to have down time to reflect on yourself and just rest your mind instead of frantically studying for essay tests and such.

Lately I have been loving Imogen Heap's version of Hallelujah. I think it is just a perfect song for her voice.

Stay Warm. Xoxox.