Change is Good Right?

Once again I’ve given the ol’ blog a makeover. After all, a change is as good as a holiday, and Jetstar took away my Auckland holiday *pout*

J and I were supposed to travel up to Auckland on 30 June 2011, coming back to Christchurch the following Tuesday. But no, Jetstar had to get all ultra cautious about flying due to an ash cloud caused by the eruption of a volcano in Chile. We all know though that they really cancelled flights because it’s more economical for them not to fly, rather than fly at a lower altitude (allegedly).

We ended up having to spend $64 (the cancellation fee for the motel) for a holiday that never happened. We were going to meet all these awesome people that we had gotten to know and love through Twitter, including Amie and Dee. There was going to be a play party and everything! But now we have to wait until the next uni holidays in September. All I wanted was a couple of days break, some time away from Christchurch and the seemingly never-ending aftershocks (that’s the second time I’ve used that phrase in two posts…), meet some new people, have some fun nights out. That’s not too much to ask is it?

What seemed to annoy J the most about the whole situation was that they had earlier cancelled the morning flights only, taking three more hours to decide that they would actually cancel the flights for the whole day. It was going to be our very first holiday away together as a couple (because going down south to visit his parents does not count).

And then I get this automated email from Jetstar:
I wasn’t impressed. Such is the joy of the automated email process. All the system knew was that I had been booked to go on a flight the previous day, it either didn’t care, or was unaware that that flight never took place.

I’m pretty sure that this anti-holiday contributed to my struggles earlier this week. J has said that we will try to get a weekend away somewhere soon, we just have to wait for the cost of our cancelled flights to be refunded from Jetstar first. Unless, of course, any of you out there would like to donate to our cause?

Speaking of donating to causes, anyone out there have a spare laptop floating around with a decent processor? This HP Mini Notebook that I’m using at the moment is going to make my head explode with frustration I’m sure!!

HNT (on Friday): The Perceptions of Others & Fireworks on the Skin

As a reward for my faithfully readers who are still with me after this quiet period, I give you not one, but TWO Half-Nekkid Thursday contributions:

This is my butt (obviously). It is my most favourite body part. According to my friend Dee, my back isn’t half bad either, though I honestly hadn’t thought of it that way until she had mentioned it. It’s interesting how the perceptions of others can change your own perceptions of yourself.

And here we have the bonus image. I love how cheeky I look in this photo, which is exactly the look I was going for, so yay

Getting back to the perceptions of others influencing your own perceptions of yourself. Lately I have been thinking about my mother’s perception of beauty. Now I want to be clear that this isn’t an attack on her perceptions or opinions, we can’t all have the same idea of beauty, then we wouldn’t be individuals.

Perhaps it was her veiled disgust at my fat rolls that led me to fully embrace fat acceptance and discover the beauty within myself, for myself. How you perceive your own self also influences how others perceive you, it influences the way you carry yourself, how confident you look, the aura you have. Reject the negative and embrace the positive.

There are always going to be people out there who don’t share your view, you just need to take that negative energy and turn it into something positive. Find those who share your positive view and surround yourself with them.

Change is a gradual process, it takes time to erode through the many layers of negative sediment. This is the same in many areas of life, not just body acceptance, but also in accepting your own abilities, your own sexuality. Your own positive change can in turn help others do the same.

Change your stretchmarks, and make them fireworks on your skin!*

*someone @mentioned to me on Twitter that their friend called their stretchmarks ‘fireworks on the skin’, I can’t remember who sorry.

Everything’s Crazy

You may have noticed that things have been a bit quiet around here as of late.

Things have been getting a bit overwhelming at uni (which may have results in a period of rage and a panic attack yesterday, which J was able to help me through thankfully), which has been made extra intense this semester because of the earthquake back in February. I’m really just not feeling much love for this blog at the moment. My focus is really elsewhere, which just results in a giant writer’s block.

So I’m going to take a break. There may be the odd post when I suddenly get inspired, but that will be it until this semester is over and done with, and things return to some level of normalcy in a couple of weeks.

Feel free to email me or hit me up on Twitter. The details can be found on the What’s This All About page. You could also take a look at the blog roll for other awesome blogs to check out, and of course, there’s the archives which can be found just to your right >>>>>>>>>>>>

I will still be checking both my email and Twitter at least daily, and I will be notified if you make any comments on any posts (which I would really appreciate by the way).

Much love to you all
xx Fae

HNT (On Friday): A Radical Change

I know it’s Friday already, late Friday even, but I just didn’t get around to doing this yesterday My Half-Nekkid Thursday contribution this week is far less risqué than some of my previous contributions.

I came across this picture while looking through my Google Reader earlier this week:

Apparently it’s called a chelsea-hawk.

So the idea mulled over in my mind for a couple of days, and after consulting my faithfully Twitter followers, I decided to do it!!

Here’s my new look:

I’ve done radical hair colours before, but this is my first radical haircut. I really like it, and the responses so far have been very positive

The hawk bit in the middle isn’t quite as long as I would like it, but it will soon grow.  I can have a fringe if I want too, I just need to straighten out the curl, which is easy enough.

It will be interesting to see/hear my family’s reaction when I visit Mum for Mother’s Day on Sunday.

I think my pink frames that I got at the same time as my black and yellow ones work much better with this style than longer hair, so that’s an added bonus

So what are your thoughts? Let me know in the comments section below.

h/t Pansexual Pride for the original inspirational picture.