Leave it Alone Photoshoot

So Hayley Williams has a song called Leave it Alone from her new album 'Petals for Armour' and I've been obsessed with it since it released. The whole album really.

Sometimes when I went out walking I started noticing wild roses coming into bloom. I wanted to recreate this look even though I have absolutely no skills and or supplies, but I would put it off because I knew I wouldn't be able to do anything remotely similar and I wasn't sure if my idea would even work. But then some of the wild bushes I have access to were either slowly losing their petals or a hassle to get to and I was running out of time to do this project if I really wanted to do it which I did. I also didn't really want to explain this project to my family because they question my sanity enough as it is.

Anyways this is such iconic look and there would have been so much effort put into this. My attempt is loosely based on this look. My supplies were wild rose petals, a couple other de-bugged weeds, honey, and a cheap paintbrush.
Literally that's it.

So I knew it was going to be interesting to say the least.
It didn't work out but honestly considering everything it was the best I could have expected.
Sorry these photos are terrible quality. It was fun to do the project which is the main thing.
I like to think Hayley would appreciate the effort.

When my brief trial run showed potential

The petals would eventually wilt against my body heat and the honey would roll off my face after awhile. And this all took absolutely forever to put on which is why I didn't end up doing the zipties in my hair because by that point everything was all very close to completely falling off.

The struggle was very real

Can I just acknowledge the honey somehow managed to keep those stems there? I mean clearly everything was slipping and dripping everywhere but considering everything I was impressed.
I didn't get to half I wanted to but honestly I wasn't sure I'd get this far.
If nothing else I laughed at myself which isn't hard but still.

Strange Rambles About Aesthetics and Fae Cryptids

Keep in mind there's a whole slew of other aesthetics I love but this is more relating to the earthy faeish kind I guess? I'm not sure what you'd call it.

I've always loved aesthetics even before I knew what aesthetics were. And magical things and stories. I was the kid that would forget I was pretending and would get way too personally and emotionally involved in whatever it was I was doing. I also was a very logical, analytical child. I was Alice in Wonderland being very logical over things that didn't make sense to begin with. I was one of those kids that told other kids that Ring-Around-the-Rosie was about the plague. I was weirdly obsessed with wild feral things and that never really went away. Even how some pretty things seemed a bit feral. And like most kids I was afraid of the dark, open closets, and underneath my bed.

So Folklore and Cryptids were always interesting before I even knew it was a whole thing that existed. There was so many aspects of it I liked. Nothing of the demonic kind because I hate that kind. I just like the myth, the story, the aesthetic of it. The earthiness of it. I'm not even talking about the dark kind I mean there's such a beautiful kind too. It's those moments watching thunderstorms and heavy down pour. The dew on flowers in the morning.  Old mossy, gnarled trees. The webby aged feel of it even if it's new.

I love the feel of a ghost story. The strange prickle you get when something is off. Or mysterious characters like Rumpelstiltskin who come in with their under-handed deals and careful wording. You don't tell them your name. You never eat the fairy food, kind of like Hades and Persephone.  Don't step into a fairy ring. You never make a deal with the fae because it's costs much more than you think. How there's places you have to follow an exact path to get somewhere even if the path doesn't make sense, because you will never find the place again if you don't. The prettiness and richness of glamours covering the rot underneath making it seem more than it is. Magic having a price.

I love places that feel alive and old and there's part of you that knows to be careful. No one even has to tell you. Places like Ireland (I have never been but would love to) that just seem so wild and untamed and beautiful at the same time. It's in the aesthetics of the seasons.

I love the stories that get passed along. Especially because myths/legends usually have a basis somewhere even if the story is unrecognizably distorted and even if the source of it is silly. It's the intrigue I guess. It's like Friday the 13th or April Fools Day. It's really no different from any other day but it's fun I guess. It's a small thing that adds interest to something completely ordinary.

Anyways, I love it 

Things like: (In the aesthetics department)

American Gothic 

Dark Academia (not the occult aspect because why?)

The cheesy fun of Halloween 

The pastels of Easter and spring

Berries and milk 

Moss 

Summer nights 

Lots of things

Things like: (Cryptids I find fun)

The Not-Deer (My personal current favourite)

The Mothman

Bigfoot

General lake monsters

The iconic look of a Wendigo although it would be totally terrifying

El Chupacabra

I don't know just general kinds.

It's just a fun concept. Like a Halloween or Christmas themed episode in a show is exciting.

Sorry this is a mess. I did label it Strange Rambles so there is that. You had fair warning.

Random Movies

I've seen a few random movies lately. I'm sure there's more that I've forgotten about

Shazam, which personally I thought was terrible, but entertaining as me and my sister made fun of it the entire time. I did enjoy different parts or lines from it though. I could kind of see what they were trying to go for with the movie but they didn't manage to pull it off.

Into the Spider-Verse which I thought was amazing

Peter B Parker is just me as a person through the whole movie

The Proposal starring Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds. I'm a sucker for the fake dating/fake married trope. Loved it. Couple minor things in there I could have lived without but I really enjoyed it.

Five Feet Apart was sad at least later in the movie, but I knew that going in. I liked it. I'd seen a couple edits and knew Cole Sprouse was in it and it seemed fitting. I have some thoughts but I won't bother getting into it

Split/Glass with James McAvoy and Anya Taylor Joy. I really liked them both. I know it's a terrible representation of DID but that aside I really enjoyed the movies. I'm still not over them actually, I got way more invested than I'd expected. I re-realized that James McAvoy is an incredible actor and I have another monster boi  and final girl I'm way too attached to.

I finished Matt Smith's Doctor Who seasons which I've been dragging out for a hellishly long time but finally binge watched the last few episodes to rip it off like a bandaid. I'm still emotional