Raw Talent.

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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I like to sing in the shower.  I have the magical ability to turn anything into a microphone. A shampoo bottle, a hair brush … comes from a long life of being the undiscovered talent in the little house on the prairie.  Had my forefathers been more progressive and gotten a bit busier, television might have been invented long before it was and therefore all those talent shows would have been an opportunity that might have been afforded to me.
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It wasn’t.
Talk about my life sucking and my fore fathers being losers that let the whole family down.
Aria E ApplefordRaw Talent.

My Escape Outfit.

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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I had an escape outfit under my bed when I was a kid.  You know, jeans, t-shirt, a hoodie, clean underwear and runners – a backpack with a flashlight and some snacks, a little bit of money, a book, my diary, a necklace that belonged to my mother,  and my collection of rocks.
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The most important thing being my collection of rocks which I was pretty sure was worth dying for. 
I was ready for any emergency so that I could just grab my things and run.  It was part of my emergency preparedness.  I was a practical kind of … Read more at the source.
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The Dreams of Youth

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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I was seduced by the 10 speed wonderment that was the evolution of the bike when I was a teenager.

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My brother had the typical boys bike that all boys had.  I wanted a vehicle, a sport machine, I wanted modern.

I got a 10 speed.

I wanted to ride it 5 miles to the bigger town.  I wanted to ride it 30 miles to school.   I was going to ride it anywhere I could where my passage was not stopped by cows or wheat or misplaced farmhands.  I wanted to be free.

I was going to be fitter … Read more at the source.

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When You Can’t Let Go of Junior High.

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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I have naturally curly hair.  Of course growing up, straight hair was the big deal.  People ironed their hair. Yes, like we can point at young women today and talk about their vanity … we ironed our hair people.  And we rolled it up with big coke cans.  We glopped it up with shit called Dippity Doo.  We were all dippity dooing doodles.

The best we could hope for was that everyone would get as high as possible, as quickly as possible, and they would be so distracted by the flying purple anteaters and the burning bras that they forgot … Read more at the source.

Aria E ApplefordWhen You Can’t Let Go of Junior High.

Sherman, a Jar of Honey And a Bucket of Broken Dreams.

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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We had this guy in our school named Sherman who was kind of heavier and very quiet.  Looking back I guess he was kind of a mama’s boy.  I mean every boy is some mama’s boy, aren’t they?  We all really liked him, there was nothing to dislike.  He was just very gentle and nice. Like some people you just look at and want to pet them, like a big cuddly bear, which is probably why God made humans NOT fluffy so that people did not make that mistake.  Some lines between man and animals have to be maintained just … Read more at the source.

Aria E ApplefordSherman, a Jar of Honey And a Bucket of Broken Dreams.

A Weekly Date.

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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I never had a baby blankie or a bunny or a doll.  I think I missed out.  Like they said, “Oh hey, welcome, you have an older brother, that will have to do.”

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Or maybe they thought they would just buy one comfort toy and we would share.

HAHAHAHAHAHA.

More like we would get our gladiator gear on and fight to the death.

I am still here.  Just in case you are wondering who would win that one.

I think that is why I was never very caring or gentle with my stuffed toys.  I mostly used them as clubs … Read more at the source.

Aria E ApplefordA Weekly Date.

Butterflies are a Gateway.

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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I used to believe that you could train butterflies.  Or at least I thought it should be a possibility.

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Like many of my childhood illusions, it was my brother who shattered that idea.  He liked to tap dance all over anything that allowed me to disappear into a fantasy world where people were kind to one another and unicorns frolicked all over the hills and lollipops rained from the heavens.

Yes, he was a colossal shit head.

I figured the butterflies could be broken in, just like a horse.  And then I figured you get like a herd of them … Read more at the source.

Aria E ApplefordButterflies are a Gateway.

Free The Evening Gowns.

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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I am thinking of starting a movement for nursing homes.
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I want to take in the most fabulous gowns ever … Bridal gowns, evening gowns, strippers gowns, show girl gowns … and encourage the women to wear them.  I don’t care if they are in a wheel chair, using a walker or completely bed ridden.  I don’t care if the tulle is scratchy and the sequins get stuck up their bums.  I don’t care if things hang out.
I don’t care because when we are young we are not allowed to wear the fabulous dresses because they are too old … Read more at the source.
Aria E ApplefordFree The Evening Gowns.

A New Charity in Town.

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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I grew up on a farm, which pretty well meant the fashion was whatever plaid the hardware store got in for the season.    But I have always loved fashion.  I hung on every word that sounded fashionable and hence often confused food with clothes on account of everything in French sounds fashionable.
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I had aunts and older cousins and a Hutterite Colony down the road with girls who got to go to the city often.   When I first heard them talking about bell bottoms I ran right out and got the duct tape and slapped some of grandma’s crystal bells … Read more at the source.
Aria E ApplefordA New Charity in Town.

Happily Ever After.

In Events, Fashion by Aria E Appleford

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I think I would have liked to have been born in the days when women wore long dresses and had elaborate hair styles.
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I can’t tell you the number of times I wander in the garden and catch my reflection in a pond and think I look like crap.  Ok sometimes I don’t even need a pond and I think that.  And then I think, if I had been born back in the olden days I would be all dressed up in some incredible gown, cinched and wire framed into the lace and satin, with my hair all piled up … Read more at the source.
Aria E ApplefordHappily Ever After.