I’m moving

So, it’s actually official this time.

I’m moving to a self-hosted WordPress blog at myelevels.com. I have a lot to work out and fix and set-up but I’m getting there. I will be taking all of my followers over there but I have to figure out how to do it – again. I’m hoping to have a theme picked, start posting again and have every last detail in place by early July (hopefully before the Panic! at the Disco concert).

This will be my last post on Rose Petal Rebel and on this editor system. It seems so weird that I actually created this blog 5 years ago, knowing nothing, and now I’m finally in a place where I feel like I can really do something with this. I could take this somewhere. I can properly utilize this tool.

This isn’t goodbye.
This is a fresh beginning.

Until next time.
Ally (aka The Fashion Outcast, Rose Petal Rebel or #Average)

Growth, Change, and (kind of) Rebirth

It seems like the world has turned in on itself, round in circles and out again. And I’ve realized a lot about myself along with the world around me.

Lately, all the major issues have come out and are finally being brought to the table for discussion. Gay marriage has recently been heard in the Supreme Court very recently and I’m so glad this is finally happening. This means that I along with all Americans may one day be able to marry whomever we choose without it being against the law or have a problem with no rights to our spouses things. This is truly the beginning to a new world order opening up. I can feel it.

I’ve also made great discoveries for myself in my personal life. I am finally to a point where I think I have fully began to understand myself, why I am the way am, my way of thinking and I’m finally at  a place where I can accept myself for who I am. It’s taken my almost seven years, but I am finally able to speak about my sexuality without feeling weird about what I was saying. There are still the people who ask, “And when did you become gay?” or the people who don’t know and talk about how they don’t believe in bisexuality. I have learned that it’s smarter to stay quiet in these times than start some silly argument that will more than likely never be resolved. Too much of a headache (and I have enough of those).

I have also grown in the sense that I need people. Ever since 7th grade when things started to go bad, I thought I needed no one but myself. I stopped hanging out with friends outside of school very often and I still was the girl I had always been, but I was much just not as happy. And through my unhappiness, I thought I didn’t need anyone. I’ve come to realize, everyone needs people. We couldn’t survive without one another because in the end we would get really lonely with only ourselves to talk to and majority of people would go insane because they wouldn’t be accustomed to spending that much time with themselves.

April 15 was also the two-year anniversary of a death or someone who I was once very close to. In the time of two years, I had never written on her Facebook wall, had never thought about her for hours on end and had never felt at peace with her death. The biggest problem was, 8 months after she died, I found out information that contradicted nearly everything she had told me in her last month. And I was angry and I wanted to yell at her, but she was gone so that was pretty impossible. But this year’s anniversary helped me realize one thing: I am nothing like I was two years ago. I have realized that when she passed, so did my spirit in a way. I used to go around talking about purple flying monkey’s and chicken’s in bikinis. I had a little more luck with talking to guy’s (Shyan, that’s her name, was practically the only person who ever truly helped and now I’m horrible at talking to guys). I was just a happier, more normal Ally. And I just don’t feel like I’m there any more.

This is what I wrote her:

Two years. It’s been two long years without Shyan. I remember her like it was just yesterday we were talking about chickens running through the halls of our junior in bikinis because they drank a Monster. Or the times we complained to each other about the sixth graders. I honestly didn’t know what to do with myself after she was gone. She was the first person I had trusted in years. I’ve really thought about her a lot lately. And I’ve realized how much she affected me in the 6 months I knew her well. If I could, I would thank her for always being her wonderful self and for putting up with me in Computers when I was tired and loopy. I hope she’s happy up there with the stars.

April 16, I participated in the Semicolon Project.

SemicolonProject416a0f6860ea77011e29b3722000a1fa50e_7The semicolon was pretty faded by the time I posted it today, but I’m glad that I found this when I did. I also hope to take part in the Day of Silence tomorrow (but I don’t know how happy my teachers will be).

I’ve also gone through a lot of discoveries with blogging and such, but I’ll save that for another post.


The importance of our lives.

This past week has been yet another crazy mess. My finals are this week and I’m stressed, to say the least. Last week I planned out so many posts and none got finished (I’ll just save them for a rainy day). As for this week, my original plan was to take all of last weeks posts and bump them up a week, but instead I thought I would address something that has just recently come up.

This current school year was the year I decided to leave Huron since I was absolutely miserable there. That in no way means I’ve forgotten about everyone there and don’t care what happens to them at all. So when I heard about the death of one of our students, I felt terrible.

His name was Jimmy and even though I have only probably had one conversation with him, I, just like everyone else in the school, knew he was a wonderful, amazing kid. I remember when I had Algebra 2B with him last year and I still remember how he always had a smile on his face, each and everyday. He was so nice to everyone always and I honestly feel horrible for the students at Huron who now have to carry the weight of this loss.

This death, as horrible as it may be, actually brought the entire school together. For the first time, people are actually being genuine with their words and they aren’t trying to act like they were best friends with the deceased person. They are admitting small things like “I’ve only talked to him a few times” and such. It’s a relieving sight to be honest.

In the end, this has opened up my eyes and my heart. I am so sorry that such a wonderful person has left this earth far too soon. The dreadful “what-ifs” are starting to begin in my primarily because we were so close in age.

RIP Jimmy Williams, you will be greatly missed.

(The full details of what happened are located here.)


Fashion Overview: 2012 MTV Movie Awards

The MTV Movie Awards was a great night for laughs, fashion, and Charlie Sheen. Russell Brand looked… interesting, to say the least. Emma Stone was absolutely flawless in an ivory bubble skirt and a geometric black top. She without a doubt tops my best dressed list.

Descendants star  Shailene Woodley, on the other hand, looked like a mess. Her hair was disheveled (come on, you have a stylist for that), but her menswear-inspired Stella McCartney dress and pants looked very nice. I’ll give her points for picking an outfit that gave her body a gorgeous shape.

Charlize Theron, star of Snow White and the Huntsman, looked fantastic in a classicly flashy red peplum dress alongside gray strappy heels. Elizabeth Banks (The Hunger Games) looked over-done in a Elie Saab bodysuit. As sexy as the cut-outs could have been, the heels with it just destroyed the outfit even further.

Now for my best dressed:

  1. Emma Stone
  2. Tyler Posey-  He was very handsome in a perfectly tailored suit.
  3. Charlize Theron
  4. Chris Hemsworth- Lilac is your color, Chris. Don’t you forget it.
  5. Victoria Justice– Her olive skin and dark hair was complimented divinely by her half white and half yellow dress. Honestly, this is the best she has ever looked.
  6. Emma Watson/Colton Haynes
  7. Andrew Garfield/Andy Samberg
  8. Janelle Monae
  9. Leighton Meester
  10. Steven Tyler- Because even though he looked like he had just stepped out of the 70s and Joe Perry was excessively chomping on his gum (my Mom thought he was chewing Nicorite), he looked as good as he ever has and, in my Mother’s opinion, was the coolest person there and best dressed.

As for worst dressed:

  1. Josh Hutcherson- Baggy, rolled up t-shirt with a small varsity style jacket and overly baggy pants that make him look shorter than he actually is= Big NO.
  2. Jackson Rathbone- Jackson, I love you as a person, I truly do, but please get a suit that is tailored correctly. The sleeves are too long and the entire jacket is too boxy.
  3. Brooke Hogan
  4. The Hilton Sisters- You look like you’re both wearing a trash bags.
  5. Kat Graham– The dress was nice, but not much of a wow for me. The hair, though, was terrible.
  6. Russell Brand- You look unique as hell, but why is their fur around your belt?
  7. Mila Kunis– That dress is not the correct size for you. Either make it body concious or a baggy t-shirt dress. There is no best of both worlds here.

A few honorable mentions were (in no particular order):

  1. LMFAO- No explanation needed
  2. The Black Keys- I don’t even know how to judge it.
  3. Ezra Miller
  4. fun.
  5. Wiz Khalifa
  6. Crystal Reed
  7. Kristen Stewart
  8. Logan Lerman

Comment below with your Top 10s.

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