Well a little more time spent with PhotoShop ce soir - doing the old montage...
So here's the second entry from my journal, now there may be nothing appearing tomorrow night as it's my personal trainer session at the gym = I may only have enough puff left in me to make it from the car to bed... mmm-hm.
So without further delay, let the photo show begin!
I suppose I should mention my vast supply list around now... Well it's not that vast - I mean I didn't buy that much especially for this album... honest! I am a bit of a hoarder of the pretty things and have always saved the best of things until last - from eating my roast potatoes and Yorkshire puddings after clearing my plate of any veg to not wearing a pair of shoes except for special occasions that never really came and then the shoes were gone, bam out of fashion like that!
Well no more, I am more and more finding the joy in using stuff as and when I get it and not holding onto it all. BUT there are times when I am thankful I was such a midas with the old stash before... because my stockpile of Hippie Chick papers was just waiting for this project! Too good to be used on a few random LOs... hehe
So there's a lot of the mix of old and new. *Ü*
The intro page and the 10 things to do page (aka end of part 1) are on Ruby Red AMM Bazzill cardstock and all other entries are on Bazzill Green Tea - I liked the contrast, and I am just a KI addict even in my choice of cardstock, and Green Tea is just a perfect shade. But I digress.
Other bits and pieces you'll see littering these pages are MM peapod glitter stickers, black glitter stickers, mini tags, pebble brads including glittery ones (mmmm), velvet brads, AC alpha stickers, chipboard thickers, Lil Davis chipboard alphabet in a really rocking red, and random embellishments like paperchase badges and lets not forget the nice snippets of zinging ribbons and ricrac - oh and a few outings from my extensive stamp collection!
And although I am embracing hand journaling a bit more (for very small journaling spots) there is no way I could ramble by hand and fit it all in! So I chose a few fonts that I thought reflected the style well and used them consistently for journaling bits.
I just had to include the opening lyrics to that song somewhere in my journal - I mean doesn't every little girl ask her mother what she'll be?
Hm, well as I noted... the answer so far is I ain't rich, and I'm no super model!
And let me tell you it's quite a milestone when I actually feel happy sharing a photo of me "grown-up"! You will not be seeing any pics of me as a teenager I can promise that... I still hate having my picture taken as it's still 10 to 1 that the end result isn't that flattering, but things are improving there! hehe
Not just a life as a famous ballerina, there were also my dreams of being a famous ice skater (after all Torvill and Dean would have to retire one day!) and a famous concert pianist (except all that piano practise put me off a bit).
That little pocket conceals whopping amounts of journaling:
And it goes like this:
Failing that there was always something a bit more practical I could do.
Like work in a bank or run a post office…
After all this was the 80s and the height of my Postman Pat devotion - OK, so Mrs Goggins really wasn't my role model, but my two most favourite career-oriented toys as a little girl were my Tomy typewriter (man was that a great gift when I discovered carbon copy paper!) and my Fisher Price Post Office briefcase complete with envelopes, stamps, rubber stamps, a telephone and switchboard.
I vividly remember having a cute pen with light blue ink that I'd use to write out cheques and postal orders for my customers, and this soon progressed into one summer holiday where I spent a week cataloguing my books (and my brother's!) so that I could open my own library. There was also a stint as a radio DJ where my friend Matthew and I would record rather bizarre news and weather items onto pastel coloured C90 tapes - Matthew was a real pro at blowing raspberries and doing impressions of the English-accented undercover spy policeman from Allo-Allo on air and this is mainly what our radio show consisted of! Did I mention it was the 80s?
Alas a radio career really wasn't on the cards for me, I was such a shy kid around people I didn't know and I was far more interested in utilising my interchangeable date stamp than providing weather reports on the hour every hour!
I also had a role model in the form of Anne of Green Gables (the TV version with the fuzzy bits due to the tape being worn out), I just couldn't watch it enough and I just loved Anne and her adventures. Anne's story was very much the story most girls at that age would like to experience a bit, adventure, best friends who are kindred spirits, lots of laughs, ambition to rise above where others think you should be, success in a male-dominated world, and {sigh} Gilbert Blythe.
And what of the traditional ambitions for a little girl of the 80s? Did I see myself with 2.4 children, a white picket fence, and a rather dashing husband? Why yes I suppose I did. My friend Caroline and I would often wrap ourselves in the long net curtains over the patio doors and enact the wedding march… but strangely we never really considered a future without those things. Ah the innocence of youth.
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