1. Know you what it is to be a child? It is to be something very different from the man of to-day. It is to have a spirit yet streaming from the waters of baptism; it is to believe in love, to believe in loveliness, to believe in belief; it is to be so little that the elves can reach to whisper in your ear; it is to turn pumpkins into coaches, and mice into horses, lowness into loftiness, and nothing into everything, for each child has its fairy godmother in its own soul

    Know you what it is to be a child? It is to be something very different from the man of to-day. It is to have a spirit yet streaming from the waters of baptism; it is to believe in love, to believe in loveliness, to believe in belief; it is to be so little that the elves can reach to whisper in your ear; it is to turn pumpkins into coaches, and mice into horses, lowness into loftiness, and nothing into everything, for each child has its fairy godmother in its own soul

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About me

Alysse. 22 in Toronto
Notoriously cold hands (and feet)

bricolage: (in art or literature) construction or creation from a diverse range of available things : the chaotic bricolage of the novel is brought together in a unifying gesture.

This is the perfect word to describe this blog, instead of “messy hodgepodge of cupcakes, old WB teen melo-drama worship, my psych class notes, lines from leonard cohen and musing and marvelings on life and love”. Essentially this blog will come down to my three favourite things: storytelling, snapshots and staying warm. I am Canadian, after all.

hungarian and irish
psychology and criminology major

loves: great films, better books, and baaad guilty-pleasure tv shows; autumn, tiramisu, rain and feng shui; family, friends and my bichon frise.

favsies:
verymarykate; zeppelin, stars, schuyler fisk and gwen stefani; ray bradbury, leonard cohen, viktor frankl; rauchenberg, seurat and kandinsky; emilio pucci, proenza schouler, and alexander wang; eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, high fidelity, dirty dancing and the life aquatic; arrested development, dawson's creek, being erica, gilmore girls, futurama.

what this is:
it's about love, it's about me, it's about warmth and blankets and piping hot tea; it's about banana pancakes in bed and shrieking responsibilities. it's a cynic believing in stupid fate, daydreaming away and staying up late. it's love for life itself, a life that's for the brave, and its only life, after all.

I hope whatever this is becomes something that warms you on the coldest days and smolders your heart, making you still love, despite the dark.

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