I Wanna Dance With Somebody :)

So, my dear friend Danaé is getting married soon and I can’t wait to dance at her wedding.  Seriously.  I love to dance, but I’m the first to admit that it’s not my number one talent.  My sense of rhythm is kind of lacking—unless the dance is choreographed, or if it’s line dancing, or if it is one of the traditional ones that I can do with a man (because then I’m like, “I got this!”).  Thank God for the cotillion classes and the hula and tap lessons I took in grade school, the dances I signed up for during my high school Red and Gold days, and the concerts I've been to because they have given me the basics and keep me from looking like a complete newbie out on the dance floor.  Even though freestyle dance isn’t my thing, if you give me a little while, I’ll eventually ignore that fearful, insecure voice in the back of my mind that wants to hold me back and I will dance the night away!

What got me thinking about dancing today were two songs I heard on the radio: Whitney Houston’s I Wanna Dance With Somebody and Chris Brown’s Forever.  I love these dance songs.  Whenever I hear them on the radio I find some way to dance to them, either with my fingers taping on the steering wheel or with my foot tapping on the floor (but not my gas pedal foot!).  I grew up listening to I Wanna Dance With Somebody and I can remember jumping around in my room as a little one, wearing my special “dance costumes” (which were long full skirts and silken scarves wrapped around my arms, neck and hair), waving the Ribbon Dancer around and belting out the lyrics at the top of my lungs (I obviously wasn’t as self-conscious then as I am now…but what child isn’t self-conscious at the youngster age, right?).  Whitney Houston’s song brings back so many flashes of happy childhood memories to me and it’s that wistful nostalgia that keeps my love for that song strong.  I first heard Forever on the episode of The Office when Jim and Pam finally got married.  I’d been waiting for that marriage since Season 1 and when it finally happened I was so excited!  Of course, I didn’t understand that The Office was spoofing a youtube video until after the episode was over—but once I saw that youtube video I loved the song even more!  I’m still not quite sure how I feel about the bridal party rocking out to that song as they dance down the aisle in a church of all places…it’s really not very respectful…but the concept was original and I can forgive their lapse because they looked like they were so happy and were having such a good time!  Then I heard Forever at Molly and Bryce’s wedding when we were all out dancing in the nighttime air in-between the gardens covered in Christmas tree lights.  That was another special moment because the joy was palpable…everyone was smiling and laughing and dancing and even singing along! 

Whenever I hear those two songs I always think of all of the happy moments they are now always and forever associated with, and I know my husband and I will dance to them at our own wedding.  But until then, I hope Danaé plays them at hers so I can dance to them (and hopefully with somebody)!

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Here's that youtube video!

I'm an American Girl Who Loves American Girl!

My love for the American Girl doll collection started when I was a little girl in second (or was it third?) grade.  Back then when American Girl was still owned by Pleasant Company before the Mattel buy-out there were only five dolls and their sets of stories you could collect.  Each doll represented an era of American history:

1)      Felicity Merriman: a spunky, spritely girl growing up in Virginia in 1774, just before the Revolutionary War. Felicity grows impatient doing the "sitting-down kinds of things" that colonial girls are expected to do. She much prefers to be outdoors, especially riding horses! Felicity learns about loyalty and responsibility - to her family, her friends, and her country - and what it means to be truly independent.

2)      Kirsten Larson: a pioneer girl of strength and spirit growing up in Minnesota in 1854. After a long, dangerous voyage with her family from Sweden to America, Kirsten finds it difficult to get used to a new country and a new way of life. But as she makes friends and discovers what her new land has to offer, she learns the true meaning of home.

3)      Addy Walker: a proud, courageous girl who escapes from slavery with her mother in 1864. Together they embark on a dangerous journey to the North, hoping one day to reunite their family. Addy learns to read and write, makes new friends, and discovers what being free really means.

4)      Samantha Parkington: a bright, compassionate girl living with her wealthy grandmother in 1904. It's an exciting time of change in America, and Samantha's world is filled with frills and finery, parties and play. But Samantha sees that times are not good for everybody. That's why she tries to make a difference in the life of her friend Nellie, a servant girl whose life is nothing like Samantha's.

5)      Molly McIntire: a lively, lovable schemer and dreamer growing up in 1944. The world is at war, and she misses her father who is overseas caring for wounded soldiers. Molly doesn't like many of the changes the war has brought, like rationing rubber, eating turnips for dinner, and not seeing Dad on Christmas. But she learns the importance of getting along and pulling together - just as her country must do to win the war.

(Descriptions courtesy of http://curtdanhauser.com/AG_Collecting/Main.html)

When I was little I really wanted the Kirsten doll and my family gave her to me for either my birthday or for Christmas—I can’t remember which.  But I do remember the absolute excitement and happiness I felt when I opened the box and saw that I finally had my very own American Girl Kirsten doll.  My friends and I all had dolls from American Girl and we would always play with them.  We were creative girls and we took our dolls on adventures through beautiful, enchanted forests and magical landscapes that were inhabited by faeries, unicorns, gryphons, various other mythical creatures, and animals that could talk.  I took very good care of Kirsten and of course I still have her, her books, and many of her original outfits and accessories.

Inevitably, as these things happen when you’re growing up, I stopped collecting American Girl and found new hobbies to explore (such as model horse collecting, among other things).  But I always had a soft spot for American Girl.  Whenever I would see the books in Barnes and Noble, or when I would come across a catalogue in the mail, or when I would see Kirsten tucked safely away in my closet, I would get a little wistful and remember all the fun times I had playing with her.  I knew then that when I had children (hopefully a daughter or two!) I would want them to play with her and create their own wonderful American Girl memories. 

When I was in eighth grade my whole class and I went to the east coast and traveled from Williamsburg all the way up to New York City in two weeks.  We explored all of the major historical sites and I absolutely loved them all!  My favorites, though, were Williamsburg, Mt. Vernon and Monticello.  It was on this trip where the love that I have now for the Revolutionary War era of American history blossomed.  Ever since the East Coast Trip I’ve loved studying and reading about the Founding Fathers and the birth of my beloved country.  I remember the fleeting thought passing through my mind when I was traversing the Williamsburg grounds: I should have been more into Felicity when I was little!  While I love Kirsten and her story, Felicity is really the doll that represents the period of American history that I love the most.  And so, as I graduated eighth grade, I got it into my head to buy my own Felicity when I was older.

 Flash forward to ten years later...

A couple weeks ago, my friend Erin and I were reminiscing about American Girl (it turns out she was just as into all of the dolls as I was!).  I shared with her that I really wanted to buy Felicity one day, especially since I found out last year that American Girl was going to retire her soon.  (American Girl has slowly been retiring all the historical dolls and is going more mainstream with their sales of modern-day dolls that “can look like you!”  It makes me a little sad to see all of the historical dolls, who were such a wonderful part of my childhood, disappear year by year).  I told Erin this and she told me she wanted to buy Felicity too!  The next day I saw Erin’s message on my facebook wall: “I can’t find Felicity on the American Girl website!  Is she gone??  PANIC!”  I rushed over to the site to check—and sure enough, Felicity was gone.  Just like that.  Retired.  No longer available anywhere!

Except on ebay.  You can find anything on ebay.

So I then rushed over to ebay and did a little research on the Felicity doll, both the pre-and-post-Mattel models.  After a day or so of debating with myself over whether I should buy her or not now, I decided to commit to a purchase (as did Erin!).  Since Felicity is now retired, her value as a collector’s doll is going up—and will continue to do so as the years go on.  So, with a beaming smile, I bought an original Pleasant Company pre-Mattel Felicity doll and excitedly awaited her arrival for a whole week.

My friends, Felicity finally came yesterday!  She really is a beautiful doll with a pretty, round face, lovely green eyes and bright copper-red hair. 

Erin and I have decided that we are going to continue collecting Felicity’s original outfits and accessories.  We’re really excited about owning Felicity (finally!) and starting our American Girl collections back up.  I have such wonderful memories of American Girl when I was a little girl playing in my room and out in the backyard with my elementary school friends, and it will be so fun to create brand new American Girl memories with more friends as an adult.  Erin already has a great ebay story about how she got into an intense bidding war with someone else over Felicity’s Christmas gown—I’m sure there will be many more stories like that in the future!  I can’t wait to share all of these stories and my love of American Girl with my future daughter(s) one day.

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(Reposted, since blogger crashed and lost it the first time around!)

"The whole world's on fire, isn't it?"...

…says Cora Munro to her lover Nathaniel in The Last of the Mohicans.  The movie’s powerful theme crescendos in the background, overriding the canon blasts, musket shots and screams of the wounded and dying.  They hold on tight to one another through the bars of the prison cell, Cora pressing her face against Nathaniel’s shoulder as he grasps the back of her neck, tangling his fingers in her dark hair.  The blazing fire outside the fort lights their faces in an orange glow.

This is one of the many quotes—and scenes—of this movie that sends shivers down my spine.  I love The Last of the Mohicans (the theatrical cut, not the director’s cut.  There is a difference, I promise you).  The writing is wonderful.  The directing is well done.  The scenery is beautiful.  The acting is superb.  The music is gorgeous.  I actually grew up with its beautiful soundtrack.  Some of my earliest memories as a child are of being in the car with my mom and listening to the soundtrack on cassette tape.  When I was in middle school I finally watched Mohicans with my parents and instantly fell in love with Nathaniel, Cora, Uncas, Alice, Chingachgook and even Duncan.  I watched with bated breath as the romance between Cora and Nathaniel slowly unfolded (yes, I was even a romantic then!)—and I still watch with bated breath as if I’m watching it for the first time all over again.  I’m the kind of romantic who appreciates the conversation between the man and the woman and how that is far more important than anything physical that happens between them.  I also love when the meaningful looks the lovers share are so charged with raw emotion that they are more significant than a kiss.  This is the kind of romance that exists between Nathaniel and Cora.  Later on in the movie they do kiss, but that is all they do—the physical never overshadows their true love for each other. 

Mohicans is the type of movie that is becoming rarer in today’s world: it promotes the love of freedom, and liberty from tyranny; it promotes intellectual and true love over physical lust; it promotes doing what is right over what is easy; and it promotes morality, strength, courage, honor, selflessness, quiet dignity and integrity in man’s actions.  Nathaniel is the kind of man I’m very much attracted to.  I know he’s a fictional character but the rules of honor and integrity and strength he lives by are not fabricated, and I know that there are men out there who do embody those qualities I admire and want in a husband.  Nathaniel’s love for Cora really does take my breath away when I’m watching the movie.  He respects her as much as she respects him and it is from this respect that their love grows and deepens.  It’s truly beautiful to watch.

My family and I watched Mohicans earlier this evening.  It’s one of the only movies that I will lay still and watch all the way through without getting up for any reason.  I won’t even talk during it because any disruption ruins the poignancy of each scene—especially the last 10 minutes of the movie.  That last scene is one of the most powerful of any movie I’ve ever seen.  I don’t think I even breathe during it—those of you who have seen it know why.  For those of you who haven't seen it, it is sort of like Gladiator.  It has that power that keeps you captivated until the very end.  And just like Gladiator, you can’t just get up and leave when it's over—you have to stay and silently watch the credits and appreciate the beautiful music and the feelings the movie leaves you with.  Tonight was no different for us.  After the movie ended and the credits started rolling, my family and I were quiet for a long while, silently watching the credits and listening to the music and allowing our thoughts to linger on the feelings this movie provokes in each of us.

If you haven’t seen this movie you really should watch it—but make sure it’s the theatrical version, not the director’s cut.  You won’t regret it, I promise.

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Drawing

This Spring Vacation has just flown by for me this year!  I worked 40 hours last week and when I wasn’t working I was exercising, baking, seeing my girlfriends or resting and going to bed early to get the sleep I needed.  But I did get to do something I haven’t been able to sit down and devote hours to in a long time—I got to draw  :)

My friend Katrina commissioned me to draw a picture of her with her boyfriend Tu and I immediately accepted because she’s such a sweet friend  :)  It was definitely a challenging picture to draw for a lot of reasons—not to mention I was a little rusty!  The only drawings I have done since the Fall of 2010 have been quick ballpoint pen sketches.  The last drawing I completed with graphite pencils was one of Mulder and Scully for the heART for Charity project (http://heart.keyofx.org/) last summer.  I began working on this graphite pencil drawing of Kat and Tu last week when Spring Vacation started.  Last night I finished working on Kat’s face and hair and then moved on to Tu’s face.  For some reason he was particularly hard for me to capture.  I had a lot of trouble with his eyes, and for me, if the eyes of a portrait aren’t right, the whole portrait won’t work.  The eyes are the windows to a person’s soul—I always have to get them right!  I was pretty frustrated last night because I just couldn’t get Tu’s expression correct so I ended up putting everything aside, telling myself not to force something that wasn’t coming naturally.  I’d try again in a day or two.  Before I fell asleep that night I prayed to God for Him to help me get the drawing right.

My goal had been to finish the drawing before school started again and I knew I had to devote most of Sunday to all the homework I had due.  However, I opened my WIP folder this morning and stared at the half-completed drawing, studying Tu in the reference photo and then studying my version of him.  And then the inspiration came over me and I knew what I had to do to get his eyes right.  I have learned that when inspiration strikes like that I can’t ignore it—that’s when the magic can happen.  So I pulled out my pencils and began working on the drawing again and didn’t stop for two whole hours.  I fixed Tu’s eyes, put the finishing touches of shading on his face and Kat’s, worked on the background, signed and dated it, and then called it finished  :)  Considering how challenging this drawing was I feel that it came out quite well and I think Kat’ll be happy with it.

I love drawing.  I’ve been doing it since I could hold a pencil.  When I was a little girl, I’d draw only animals, mainly horses, cats, birds and characters from Disney’s The Lion King.  As I got older I began to draw fantasy creatures.  In my freshman year of high school I began to dabble in drawing fairies.  In my sophomore year I finally began drawing realistic people.  My first photorealism portrait was of Galadriel and Frodo from LOTR: The Fellowship of the Ring.  Now, six years later, I can draw pretty much anything and anyone just as long as I have a reference photo to go off of. 

Drawing relaxes me.  It’s a way for me to explore my creative side.  When I draw I turn on some music—usually New Age stuff, like Enya, Loreena McKennitt or Amethystium.  I love all kinds of music but I find this kind of music the best for drawing.  It’s beautiful, it’s soothing and it isn’t distracting.  I’ve tried to draw to classical music before and it just isn’t the same.  I don’t like it as much.  I think I like New Age better because the songs remind me of Irish mythology, folklore, and the other fantasy worlds I tend to escape to when I read.  As I focus in on the details of a portrait, I let my mind drift on the various celtic-flavored, mystical melodies of the songs, allowing my thoughts to fly along with the soaring and dipping sopranos of the women singing.  Time passes me by when I’m listening to these beautiful songs and drawing.  Now, if only time would fly by just as quickly when I’m at school or work…  ;)

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