Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Haircut. Because a haircut is blogworthy for me.

Several inches shorter, just past my shoulders, bangs, and all sorts of messy texture. 

I wanted a style that I could wake up, drag myself out of bed, and do absolutely nothing to achieve. Here goes nothing!


Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Professor Borg

My father has always been notoriously hard to buy gifts for. He is a graphic design professor by trade, and a multitalented man with more hobbies than hours in the day. He's one part sea captain, one part swashbuckler, two parts artist, and a huge swords and spells bookworm. (Wonder where I get it, hmm?) The wonderful thing about his particular mix of personality is that we can usually find something to bond over. We used to watch Star Trek TNG together when I was a kid, one of the first times I remember seriously contemplating what it meant to be human versus android. The problem is, short of his own ship, an authentic set of historical armor, or a doorway into Discworld, there's not much on his Christmas list. When I asked him what he wanted this time, he said, "I want an original Allison Emm portrait of me done in any style."

This Christmas, I turned my Dad into a Borg.