Heathers.

Watching Heathers on Netflix and have been laughing at the absurdity of this whole movie. I have been sitting here and wondering what the hell this all means? Why was Christian Slater such a heartthrob? I mean, great pâté?  And then it all makes sense.  Winona Ryder puts on a monocle and writes in her diary, because, WHY WOULDN’T SHE?

My favorite quotes thus far have to be… “I love my gay dead son,” and ” you were a blue bird, you were a brownie, you were a girlscout cookie.”

That’s all for now,

B

 

Beeeautiful Fall!


Where did you stand today?
I stood in a pile of leaves! I love October. It’s so beautiful around here in Utah. I want to get up in the mountains and go on a full moon chairlift ride.

P.s. I am TOTALLY going to dance to this song when my semester is over in December:

LOVE YOU,

Lydia