One more frickin' week until before and I still don't have any money to get anything.
Hello welcome to I need a job before I start sobbing hysterically
Zelda♥.
Thursday, August 21, 2014
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Excitement.
So the mr.man and I have decided to wait until February so we can go to the American Girl place. Hopefully by then I'll have studs for my vest and better boots. Bring it on.
Anyhow, Next week is the new american girl stuff. New Sammy here I come!
What are you excited for with the new stuff?
Zelda~♥
Anyhow, Next week is the new american girl stuff. New Sammy here I come!
What are you excited for with the new stuff?
Zelda~♥
Thursday, August 7, 2014
My Own American Girl Problems. Subject:Other People.
For anyone who knows me, I live in the Chicago land area. Its no secret that I love it here. I am about an hour away from the American girl place, and I recently had to leave my small town to the big city. So since I was in Chicago by Michigan Avenue I decided to go stop by my favorite shop and buy up some Rebecca outfits for Samantha and Nellie cause as I've posted they have no outfits. I was in one of my punker outfits.
see here:
Ignore the other box. See that outfit? Yeah I was prancing around American girl place Chicago like that. Not pictured are my fishnets, knee high socks, my boots. Not to mention the skeleton back patch or my skeleton hand hair clip. Also one of those belts have three different lengths of chains hanging down. I am pretty proud of my gear! *ahem* Never the less...
I walked into the American girl place and almost everyone within a 20 foot radius stopped what they were doing and stared at me. Which is something I'm completely used to, so I went on my merry way, poking around Rebecca's stuff looking for her school outfit. I occasionally moved and smiled because I was in someones way, most mothers smiled while other yanked their children away as if I was some monster. Mainly I ignored it until I was heading up to the cashiers with three boxes in my hand when I stopped, because a girl no older than two in a stroller grabbed my lowest hanging chained and yanked. I stopped and laughed and asked her very politely to let me go and she smiled and released and the mother ACTUALLY started a conversation with me. A very nice polite conversation. Then an employee stormed up to me and told me since I was obviously not buying anything I would have to leave the premises. She told me I was scaring the other patrons. The mother I was talking to opener her mouth and said I was clearly headed to the cashiers with three boxes in my hand ready to go. So I said it was fine and drop all the boxes on the floor and left. I turned to leave and when I was walking away I looked back to see the manager yelling at the employee.
Now why is it that because I dress differently I am suddenly a terrible person? Why is it I need to leave the store I've been visiting since I was 3 years old? I wasn't being mean or distributing anyone. Yeah I accidentally dropped a box before heading over to the cashiers but the was quickly resolved. The only person I talked to that day was that really nice mother and her sweet, curious daughter. But I need to leave because I was "scaring" the other patrons. That is pure crap. That whole experience was crap and I'm not sure I even want to go back to the store. Hopefully the next time I brave that store I'll have a better experience. Oh and next time...I WILL have a better, more black more stud filled outfit.
Zelda~♥
see here:
I walked into the American girl place and almost everyone within a 20 foot radius stopped what they were doing and stared at me. Which is something I'm completely used to, so I went on my merry way, poking around Rebecca's stuff looking for her school outfit. I occasionally moved and smiled because I was in someones way, most mothers smiled while other yanked their children away as if I was some monster. Mainly I ignored it until I was heading up to the cashiers with three boxes in my hand when I stopped, because a girl no older than two in a stroller grabbed my lowest hanging chained and yanked. I stopped and laughed and asked her very politely to let me go and she smiled and released and the mother ACTUALLY started a conversation with me. A very nice polite conversation. Then an employee stormed up to me and told me since I was obviously not buying anything I would have to leave the premises. She told me I was scaring the other patrons. The mother I was talking to opener her mouth and said I was clearly headed to the cashiers with three boxes in my hand ready to go. So I said it was fine and drop all the boxes on the floor and left. I turned to leave and when I was walking away I looked back to see the manager yelling at the employee.
Now why is it that because I dress differently I am suddenly a terrible person? Why is it I need to leave the store I've been visiting since I was 3 years old? I wasn't being mean or distributing anyone. Yeah I accidentally dropped a box before heading over to the cashiers but the was quickly resolved. The only person I talked to that day was that really nice mother and her sweet, curious daughter. But I need to leave because I was "scaring" the other patrons. That is pure crap. That whole experience was crap and I'm not sure I even want to go back to the store. Hopefully the next time I brave that store I'll have a better experience. Oh and next time...I WILL have a better, more black more stud filled outfit.
Zelda~♥
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
My Own American girl problems. subject:Samantha.
Do you ever have that one kind of doll that just doesnt have alot of clothes? With me its my Samantha and my Nellie. Yep my victorian/edwardian era girls have barely any clothes.
I can actually make a list of their clothes I own.
I can actually make a list of their clothes I own.
- Samantha's meet dress
- Nellie's meet dress
- Nellie's Christmas dress
- Samantha's play outfit.
- A hand made dress a great friend sent me.
- Samanthas pajamas
Thats seriously it. I have to admit I'm not super stoked for the BeForever Samantha's pink meet dress but from the video I've seen I'm actually excited for the new Christmas dress. Im excited for all of it. Including the new meet outfits. I do plan on getting a new Samantha not to replace my current Samantha but for a something I've been working on having ideas for.
Samantha was actually my first introduction to American girl. She WAS my sister's doll but when her legs and head fell off, I fixed her. When the Samantha movie came out, I was in love with Nellie, but I didnt think she looked right. So after I got my #25 doll, Keyvee, I figured it out. So with a quick eye swap Nellie finally looked like how I always imagined.
So theres the nights rant I have another one set up and ready to go thanks for reading!
Zelda~♥
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Hello.
And welcome to blog attempt #2. Who am I? I am Zelda. An 18 year old spooky kid living in the Chicago land area. What is this blog about? Mainly it's going to be about my american girl doll (all 13) and general complaining or ramblings. Now you may be asking why is this called The American girl Misfit. And "agfiendclub"? It's simple. I said I am spooky. I describe my style as a "horror punk" Yes yes I am one of those angsty punk kids with weird hair and spikes. And my favorite band is The Misfits, the extremely well known punk rock band. Logo located here
oh I would give up my soul for a doll sized tshirt with that logo on it.
Anyway, I didnt believe my first blog showed how I wanted to be portayed. Even though I may look scary, but I'm not a monster who makes dumb faces. So lets try this again. Hi, welcome to my blog. stay tuned for reviews and complants
Zelda~♥
Anyway, I didnt believe my first blog showed how I wanted to be portayed. Even though I may look scary, but I'm not a monster who makes dumb faces. So lets try this again. Hi, welcome to my blog. stay tuned for reviews and complants
Zelda~♥
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