The Pauper in Pearls

Simply Stunning

2009-09-16T22:58:00.000-07:00

Humans have been fascinated and obsessed with beauty since, well forever.
I share this fascination, and strive for it, inside and out.

The ravishing ladies I enviously display here are of the classic Hollywood variety.
These gorgeous dames perfected the art of living, breathing, radiating, charm, elegance, and altogether loveliness. They were graceful and glamorous, alluring and intoxicating.

In my endless adventure in self expansion and discovery, I've decided to give dames such as this a closer look. I'll be watching movies, reading interviews, trying to capture and emulate the class and delight of these timeless beauties.

Have you a beauty idol? Tell me about her/him.

Wish me luck,
Pauper

Tiny Little Cage

2009-09-15T20:08:00.000-07:00

Thank You

Today was one of those days that I have, oh, every other one, where I feel like my tiny life is trying to suffocate me. I've got too much to offer this world, to high of goals, too much I'm missing, to stay much longer.

Them gypsy roots run rampant. The stiller my bones, the more restless my blood.
I gotta get out of here.

I know it's partially my own fault, but mostly I blame my location.
I've sapped every ounce of fun out of this county, I'm sure. That's what I get for starting young I suppose.

I've got to just get going, start fresh, meet new people. My stagnant situation is wearing on me.
I swear I'm becoming more and more dull. I know I used to be awesome.

How's your town? Living someplace exciting? Tell me all about it.
Living in a bunk little town like me, tell me all about it, we can have a bitch and stitch, virtual status.

Bored truly,
Pauper

Wash Your Hands of It

2009-09-14T20:22:00.001-07:00

There are things that just eat at you. Whether they are little irksome killjoys, or great big personal demons, they can ruin your day. They can ruin a whole lot.

Today I dealt with mine. An old flame that ended up as a pile of hot ash and some ugly burn scars. I finally told him the anger and bitterness I still have, and now I feel better. A little closer to letting it go.

The only thing to do with these things is to get over them and get rid of them. Wash your hands of them. Dispel the negativity and start all clean and fresh.

Remind yourself that you're better than this, and you deserve to be happy.

Is there something in your life that gets you down? Realize it. Pinpoint it. Now let it go.

Wanna talk about it? Talk to me. =]

The Pauper in Pearls

Packrat Heaven

2009-09-11T15:13:00.000-07:00

My Room

If cleanliness is next to godliness, then I must be as human as they come,
at least as far as my bedroom goes.

No matter how many times I start the (gargantuan) project, I can never see it all the way through. I end up with a half-clean, mostly livable space, and by the end of the next day, it's essentially back to where I started. At which point I say bollocks and decide to wade in my own mess.

Not to mention, I share my 10'x8' bedroom with my dear boyfriend, and all of his worldly belongings, including his own extensive wardrobe, in addition to my own.

Well, today's the day I get down to it. I'm going to slay this beast if it kills me (or swallows me into the vortex in which my socks, earrings and favorite CDs disappear.)

Wish me luck!

Ash

Hey, hi, hello.

2009-08-15T20:23:00.000-07:00

I'm the pauper in pearls, or just Ashleigh.

I've decided to create some vague semblance of order in my life by blogging.
This is my first blog, so bear with me.

I'm a girl with scattered thoughts, but a level head.
I'm a packrat with a taste for the eccentric, tacky, and downright disturbing.
I live for killer music, good conversation and shiny new experiences.
I can be short tempered and spacey, but my capacity for love and compassion makes up for it I think.

So here's my attempt at connecting with that great big world I want so badly to see and live and thrive in.
So drop me a line, I would love to talk to you.