I just wanted to let y’all know that Mandy over at Chocolate & Cream Cake invited me to write a guest post for her nerdtastically awesome blog! The piece I did was for her ‘Fictional Fancies’ series, so I wrote about my childhood crush: Prince Phillip from Sleeping Beauty. To celebrate, I’m rocking the Sleeping Beauty pullover Tim bought me for my birthday today. Ooooh yeah! By the way, I seriously only wanted it because Phillip is on it. And when I went to Disneyland in March, I bought Tim a shirt with Prince Phillip on it that says “Sorry Girls, I’m Taken” and made him wear it while I wore this pullover. And there’s totally photographic evidence of it . Oh, how I love my boyfriend for being a trooper. ❤
You can read me gush about my animated lovah here.
Do any of you have a crush on an animated character or a fictional person? You can message Mandy about writing a guest post for her ‘Fictional Fancies’ series too! Check it yo.
Before Tim and I got together, I constantly thought of different scenarios of how I’d meet my future boyfriend. I remember a few years ago, while walking through Golden Gate Park with my friend Monica, our conversation on our love lives (or lack thereof) led us to this subject.
Scenario number one for me was always this: We’d meet at a used bookstore. While browsing the fiction section, we both reach for the same one – Pale Fire by Vladmir Nabokov. He’d insist that I go ahead and take it, and I would insist he do the same. This would go back and forth while I felt my face grow warm and scarlet. And then I’d tell him that I actually already own a copy. He would ask me if it was any good, and then I’d tell him I don’t really know, because I bought it when I was a freshman in high school hoping to look smart by owning that book, but grew a bit bored while reading it, and that I want to eventually give it another chance. And he’d loff, not laugh, because he’d be British! Then he would ask me if I wanted to grab a cup of coffee and pastries at a nearby bakery, to which I would agree upon. Rather than coffee, I would drink tea because coffee, though delicious, gives me migraines, and I would struggle between getting a cookie, a morning bun, or macaroon (chocolate chip cookie always wins, BTW). And then we’d date for hella years, and then get married, and have dogs.
Scenario number two involved dogs as well. It’s quite simple: We’d both be walking in opposite directions at a park and our dogs would see one another from across the way and go ape shit, thus making each of us attempt to hold them back, but lose control and our dogs would collide, their leashes coiling around our legs tightly, and we’d tumble onto a soft patch of grass. Both of us would utter Oh my Gods! and I’m so sorrys! to one another and we’d scold our dogs to no avail. Obviously, after that we’d get married and he would write musical ditties and I would write stories, and then my schoolmate would come over and want to make a coat out of the puppies they were going to have. When telling Monica this, she said I watch way too many Disney movies. Also, I didn’t have a dog when I conjured this scenario, but once I got Rory, I thought, “OH MY GOD! My 101 Dalmatians fantasy can become a reality!”
So, yeah. I do watch a ridiculous amount of Disney movies. And I think those films may have played an integral role on the way I wanted things to play out in my own love life (which has been entirely fictional for the better half of my somewhat young life as I dated celebrities in my head).
For my first kiss, I wanted so badly for it to be just like the “Kiss The Girl” scene in The Little Mermaid, minus the cock-blocking eel henchmen. But what guy could possibly recreate a boat ride with coordinated fish spitting water (that’s doesn’t sound romantic) while swimming in a circle around our little vessel, while a musically inclined crustacean orchestrates a beautiful number urging him to smoosh his lips onto my lips in a romantical fashion? A Disney Imagineer, perhaps. But where am I going to meet one of those? And aren’t most of them way older than me (10 years was always my cutoff)? The closest thing I ever thought of getting to date someone who worked for Disney in a creative aspect was if I moved to Emeryville and met a Pixar animator at a coffee shop near the studio. However, I never moved to Emeryville and my first kiss happened in my ex boyfriend’s car, in front of my parents’ house while holding a box of tiramisu and he asked, “Do you wanna try?” I had no idea what he was talking about. It was terrible. D:<
And when I was still a wee lass, I assumed that if I lost a shoe, a handsome boy would find it and he’d bring it to me immediately and we’d fall in love and live happily ever after. I recall going to a wedding when I was about 5 or so, and I ran around the dance floor and pretended to lose my shoe. I one shoe’d it for a bit, but Prince Charming never came my way. Defeated, I retrieved my shoe on the dance floor and ate some cake.
Other things I thought when I was a kid was that my Soul Mate would come out of nowhere if I just sang to myself while alone (with the exception of animals) a la Snow White and Sleeping Beauty. Or if I just sang in general (Prince Eric loved him a siren). I never attempted this one. I thought it was something to do when I got older, I thought maybe my singing would get better. Once I got older I realized it was a stupid idea (and I can’t sing for shit — I fail as a Filipino and a Disney Princess). It’s scary if you think about it though, because in both movies, these girls are out by their lonesome, and then some guy they don’t know comes along and startles them. But it’s okay since they’re hot. I thought [still think] Prince Philip was the dreamiest of all the princes, but after watching the “Once Upon a Dream” scene again, I’m disturbed by how Aurora is genuinely freaked out by his sudden appearance and tries to get out of his grip, but he just grabs her hand again ’cause he thinks she’s smokin’. Creeper Prince Philip is a creeper!
If Quasimodo came out of his bell tower because he was drawn to your lovely singing, you’d be scared shitless. Don’t feel bad though, because I’d totally be scared too. Poor Quasi.
I’ve lived through more situations like those in Sara Bareilles songs (which are really effing sad, in case you’re not familiar) and the film (500) Days of Summer rather than having magical Disney moments where my love life is concerned, and though Tim and I just met through a mutual friend and were friends for 3 years, I feel that the evolution of our friendship is a damn fine story. I ended up with a pretty handsome, thoughtful, and hilarious dude (who is musically inclined like Roger Radcliffe from 101 Dalmatians minus the pipe habit, so suck it Phantom Lovers and Disney Princes!). 😀
I got some really fantastical things for my birthday, and even a couple of the items that I put on my wish list!
Tim got me Doctor Who series 6, a radically epic Doctor Who & Scott Pilgrim mashup shirt (but it’s too small for me :(), and the carousel necklace from Disney Couture. AAAHHH!!! 😀
My sister got me these really cute Tiffany blue-ish ribbon earrings which I have been wearing since Thursday. 🙂
Annnnd, Jen got me a bag of this Japanese candy I really like and a little Winnie the Pooh phone charm. When we went shopping out of town, Tim got me the Sleeping Beauty pullover I really wanted from Forever 21, and my mom surprised me with a Missoni knitted cap that I really wanted from their Target collection!!
I don’t I’ve ever gotten so many birthday gifts in my adult life 😀
This post is my big THANK YOU letter for all my wonderful gifts. I love each and every one of the things I was given, and love the people who got them for me even more. ❤
Last weekend Tim and I went to Build-a-Bear Workshop to make a little buddy for Princess Penny (a bear I had made a few years ago at the Build-a-Bear in Downtown Disney). I kind of forgot how overwhelming the experience is because of all the choices of bears/animals and clothes you have to choose from. But we ended up picking a bear that looked similar to Princess Penny. 🙂
If you haven’t gone to Build-a-Bear before, you get to pick a heart to stuff inside your creation. Being the nerds that we are, I said we should give it two hearts so he could be a Time Lord bear (Doctor Who reference, in case you don’t know).
I was a bit disappointed in the stuffing process though, because when I made Princess Penny at Disneyland they made me do some stupid silly things — I had to spin in a circle, hold the heart over my head and shake it, and make a wish. At the store we went to, the woman helping us just said to make a wish and then stick the hearts inside our bear. See? Not as exciting. I wanted to put Tim through all of that, but noooo.
One of the things I like about Build-a-Bear is that you get to pick out an ensemble for your cuddly creation. We both agreed that we wanted our bear to be dapper as hell, and ended up finding this GQ-esque pinstripe vest and tie combo. I was bummed that they didn’t have any bowties, but what can you do? We also decided to go for the Pooh Bear look too — no pants, no shoes, just a top. Adding pants and shoes seemed too silly and over the top.
It took Tim and I awhile to pick a name for our bear. I immediately thought of Wilfred, as in Donna’s grandpa from Doctor Who (I ALWAYS manage to find a way to incorporate Doctor Who). We tried to think of other names from nerdy franchises like Harry Potter, and looked up names on our phones, but we ended up going with Wilfred. And at the very last second, I saw a book on the counter when we were waiting in line to pay with a bear wearing glasses. I looked at Wilfred and said he needed some.
Here’s Wilfred and Princess Penny together. I think she’s quite pleased.
Too bad Tim and I tore them apart though — Wilfred currently resides in my room while Princess Penny stays at Tim’s apartment in Sacramento.
I’ve worn some really cute outfits since my last post, but instead of taking pictures of them and blogging about my day, I’ve been hiding in my garage for the past week making necklaces… and listening to Adele’s “Someone Like You” on infinite loop while doing so (it’s the most beautiful form of torture, but I don’t know why I did that to myself because it gave me a major emo). I’m hoping to open my Etsy shop, Once Upon a Smorgasbord…, sometime in November. I want at least 10 items done to put up for sale before I officially open it. And when I do, I will have my first give-away here on Le Fancy Geek! So stay tuned for that. 😀
I’m growing a bit too attached this Bambi necklace I just completed the other night. That’s the tricky part in making things — you become so fond of your creations that you don’t want to part with them at all. AH!
Here are some of my other finished pieces:
The Sleeping Beauty/Briar Rose, Peter Pan and Degas necklaces are all the same length, and much longer than the Bambi and Alice in Wonderland ones, which have lobster clasps. I have yet to measure either though — my jewelry making method is somewhat weird as I just put things around my neck and say, “Hmm, well I think that’s a good length” or compare them to necklaces that I already have, and just go from there. I also made it so that the pendants don’t swing around, so when you wear it you don’t have to constantly adjust it when it goes crooked (’cause my shit ain’t crooked). 🙂
Most of my stuff is Disney for now since I have a lot of random Disney images lying around, but I swear my stuff will be more than just Disney!<– but it’s not like too much Disney is a bad thing either. 😛