clothes wishlist // teacher!

As literally no-one knows because I  haven’t said anything about it here, I’ve applied to study as a teacher. No answer yet, but that hasn’t stopped me from thinking and hoping.

There are a variety of reasons why I want to be a teacher and what I am excited about should I be given the opportunity to become one, but this is not the post for that. One of the (admittedly most shallow) reasons why I am excited about becoming a teacher is the thought that I can basically wear really cool stuff to class. So this is a wishlist of the clothes I would like to get if I’m blessed enough to be able to become a teacher (and also stumble unexpectedly into a huge sum of money).

Note: I just had the incredibly morbid thought that if I somehow died horribly while studying to become a teacher, this wishlist might become a tragic symbol of lost hope and unfulfilled youthful ambition. If that does happen, I’d just like everyone to know that I probably died pretty happy and this is meant to be a very cheerful post, and will remain so even if I die halfway.

That aside, my wishlist.

1) ‘Jasmina’ Sage Herringbone Fox Print Dress

 

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For some reason, I feel like this style of dress really has the “teacher vibes”. Also, I think teachers should dress interestingly because to be honest, I really liked it when a teacher had on an interesting outfit. This one is really cute. Also, foxes. C’mon.

2) Tiffany’ Dark Red Collared Wiggle Dress

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Again, I’m just really excited about assembling a work wardrobe and being that one really well-dressed teacher that never looks stressed.

3) Vintage Cap Sleeve Swing Dress

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I would be the most retro teacher ever.

4) ‘Paulette’ Red Check Pinafore Dress

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This doesn’t come with the blouse, but I do like this vibe.

5) ‘Matilda’ Green Gnome Print Shirt Dress

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If I got excited about foxes, you’d better believe I’m going to get excited about gnomes.

6) ‘Kasha’ Black Kingfisher Print Tea Dress

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K-I-N-G-F-I-S-H-E-R-S. can you tell I like prints

7) ‘Kody’ Mauve Dog Print Tea Dress

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…at this point, I might as well just buy everything on the website.

8) ‘Audrey’ Yellow Alice In Wonderland Print Swing Dress

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Yep. I like fit-and-flare.

9) ‘Audrey’ Pale Blue Mercat Print Swing Dress

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So… basically, same dress, different pattern.

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“this night is about us – this month, this lifetime”

Melody Chen

we sip vodka sunrises at midnight
you are one-hundred-and-twenty-two days from 18
and i, forty-seven
men pass and whistle at our cling-wrap skirts
and i have never felt more like a woman

you grab my hand and we sprint through the city
through red lights and intersections
baby giraffes in 12cm stilettos
it is so pretty to have a laugh that tastes like candy-floss
looks as unicorn as our frappuccinos

this night is about us – this month, this lifetime
it is an art you know, to wrap things around our fingers
even when are hands are full – darling,
we are so good at making our business everyone else’s concerns
the world at our feet, still learning how to kneel

everything is pastel now, soft of hue
the world bruises our rose-petal skin
with shades too vivid, so we close our eyes
build exposed brick walls and keep this…

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life

one of those things I can’t wrap my head around is the miracle of us being alive.

it’s such an incredible fact that I can breathe, that my blood circulates around my body, that every little cog in my system is whirring to make sure that I can continue to function.

every little living thing down to the smallest bacteria is such an intense red miracle.

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

There’s A Long, Long Trail

Nights are growing very lonely,
Days are very long;
I’m a-growing weary only
List’ning for your song.
Old remembrances are thronging
Thro’ my memory.
Till it seems the world is full of dreams
Just to call you back to me.

There’s a long, long trail a-winding
Into the land of my dreams,
Where the nightingales are singing
And a white moon beams:
There’s a long, long night of waiting
Until my dreams all come true;
Till the day when I’ll be going down
That long, long trail with you.

All night long I hear you calling,
Calling sweet and low;
Seem to hear your footsteps falling,
Ev’ry where I go.
Tho’ the road between us stretches
Many a weary mile.
I forget that you’re not with me yet,
When I think I see you smile.

There’s a long, long trail a-winding
Into the land of my dreams,
Where the nightingales are singing
And a white moon beams:
There’s a long, long night of waiting
Until my dreams all come true;
Till the day when I’ll be going down
That long, long trail with you.


There’s something about the simplicity of this song that breaks my heart. Even more terrible when you think of the soldiers who sung this around the campfire and meant every word.