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(no subject) [Apr. 30th, 2007|03:58 pm]
Stephanie

It has been a difficult and long process, but my site (with a blog) will be up and running in just a few weeks.
It you would like further updates and information please join the mailing list or e-mail me directly.


www.StephanieFanning.com
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Fashion Questionaire [Mar. 17th, 2006|05:14 pm]
Stephanie
I want to learn a little bit about your style! I've been doing fashion designing and sewing, as well as reconstruction of clothing and accessories and I want to know what you are looking and what you like to wear.

Thanks in advance for answering!

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Describe your style


List 5 of your favorite items of clothing


List 5 of your favorite accessories


What 1 item of clothing or accessory would you buy...

If you were given $100

If you were given $500

If you were given $1000


What item of clothing or accessory are currently looking for that you can't seem to find anywhere?

What fashion trends do you wish would just go away?

What fashion trends do you wish would come back?

What 3-5 colors are the majority of your clothing?

What colors would you never wear?

What is your favorite type of fabric to wear?

What are your favorite stores?

What are you favorite on-line fashion sites?

What are your favorite fashion magazines?

Where do you get your fashion inspiration?

Who is your personal fashion icon?

Who are your favorite designers?



If you don't feel uncomfortable telling...

What sizes (shoes, pants, shirts, dress) do you wear?



If I missed something, please feel free to elaborate on your fashion ideals!

xoxo!
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(no subject) [Feb. 10th, 2006|02:26 pm]
Stephanie




This past week I finished these 2 bracelets. The top one I've been wearing and the bottom one I sent to Brad's mom as a gift (it was her birthday.)

I have been on a search for a digital SLR camera. Since I don't have access to a darkroom right now I'm planning on switching to digital until I do. I was disappointed to find out that Minolta went out of business. I have a Minolta Maxxum SLR and I absolutely love it, but since it is no longer available I won't be getting a digital Minolta. I've narrowed my options down to - Canon Rebel XT, Olympus Evolt E-500, or Nikon D50. The Olympus comes with 2 lenses, but the Canon and Nikon have more options for add-ons. The Canon felt more comfortable in my hands. The Nikon felt heavy and bulky. Those two are on the top of my list and they are very comparable. That makes it hard to decide which one I prefer. I still have to save more money to buy it, so, I have time to decide. At least when I am able to buy it I will be able to sell prints again. I do miss printing my own ... it is half the fun of photography.


Soon, I'll be putting together a few portfolios. I used to hate the idea of compiling my art work, etc., but I'm actually looking forward to it. My business cards should be ready soon, and then my website should be up and running. I'll be working on that.

I have been planning a lot of other things, so, who knows what I'll come out with next.

xoxo!
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Friends Only [Feb. 9th, 2006|11:07 pm]
Stephanie


My journal is friends only, please ask if you want me to add you, but I may decline if you are a friend of certain people.


xoxo!
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(no subject) [Nov. 29th, 2005|03:32 pm]
Stephanie
For the past few weeks I've been pretty much stuck in bed with one ailment or another. Specifically I've had a stiff neck, and the prescribed muscle relaxers haven't helped at all. Since I've had a lot of time on my hands I've been crocheting christmas gifts. I made a scarf and cloche set for my mom, but I still need to bead it. I'm working on an Afghan for Brad's parents and it has been taking me forever to finish. I also want to make other things to sell, I'm hoping to get some more specialty orders from people who want gifts for their family and friends.

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I recently designed my own business card and it is currently being made. I'm very excited to see how it comes out and to actually have something to give people if they want my contact information etc. Now, maybe, I'll seem a bit more professional.

We'll see.
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I want ... a Hello Kitty Tattoo [May. 3rd, 2005|11:29 pm]
Stephanie
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Maybe soon ...

Maybe
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4 months ago I never thought it would end [Aug. 27th, 2003|11:50 pm]
Stephanie
[mood |sleepysleepy]
[music |Ray Charles: "I Got a Woman"]

It is August already ... and it wasn't as eventful as I had anticipated it to be. However, a few things happened, some disappointing and some pleasant.

My trip to Maryland and Washington, DC was probably one of the dullest and most painful vacations I've ever been a part of. The best part of it was probably the flight home and I'm not exactly overly thrilled with the concept of flying. The whole trip just seemed to be one disaster after another. We almost missed our flight there because someone directed us to the wrong gate. Then our luggage was put on a later plane, which meant we had to spend an extra two hours at the airport waiting for it. The luxury car Frank arranged turned out to be a Jeep, which wasn't what he was expecting. When we got to the hotel they had informed us that they cancelled our reservations for other guests, so they had to downgrade our room and we had to wait 3 hours for it. By that time it was too late to do anything so we walked around Inner Harbor, which is an overrated tourist attraction with far too many people and restaurants. The harbor water was quite pretty at night, but the water taxi was sooo slow and the driver was an idiot and kept crashing into things. We ended up walking too far away from the harbor and wound up semi lost in a Mexican ghetto with lots of furniture on the sidewalk with signs proclaiming "FREE." Frank gave a cigarette and some money to this homeless guy so we talked to him for a few minutes before going into a store. He was telling us about his heart surgery and proceeded to lift up his shirt and show his huge scars while explaining how they had to pry open his ribcage to transplant a new heart because his wasn't doing a great job due to his previous coke habit. He was such a nice guy. God bless him. From walking around without sun block on I got sun poisoning along with the usual bad sunburn that got rather swollen. We also ended up going to the Smithsonian Institute of Air and Space and Art and Technology. Neither museum was all that interesting, but I liked the Art and Technology one the best out of the two because its Scottish Crafts exhibit. I always wanted to know all about plaids and strange lawn games that involve throwing large cabers. I then went in search for some decent clothing stores and all I came across was Betsey Johnson. The clothing was absolutely disappointing; who wears polyester in the summer? The girls there were sooo cute though. I wanted to take one home with me and show he some real places to shop at since we got into a lengthy conversation about my style, vintage clothes and DC's church sales with bins filled with clothes with moth balls. We then attempted to walk around parts of DC, but stormy weather prevailed. Considering it was pouring and lightning out we decided to go back to MD, but got lost in Virginia, somehow. When we got home I was glad to be back just because I was sick of not being around my own personal belongings and being stuck in a city with people that had mullets and horrible accents. Although, the last day we were there we went to West Baltimore and I met 2 nice people who owned a store there and it was cool to finally see something outside of a sea of Yankees hats (the Yankees were in Baltimore that week). Each time I visit another city, it just makes me love Boston more.

Onto some better happenings ... Brad came back to Boston last Wednesday and we spent till Friday together. It was really nice to see him and spend time with him again. The more I get to know him the more I realize how much I enjoy and adore him. I think he is a much nicer and more sympathetic person than I am, but he can definitely keep up with me when belittling others, which is a plus. We went to the Sex Pistols show and came to the revelation that Johnny Rotten is a suppressed homosexual. Dropkick Murphy’s played and they were okay. The sound quality was terrible though. The Reverend Horton Heat, I thought, was the best out of the three bands. They should have been able to play longer though.

Other than that I've just been basically preparing myself for school. I started shopping on Sunday, now I'm basically trying to get it all together by early this weekend so I can have some extra time for myself. My mom gave me a floor shelf for my room and since I recently rediscovered my lost love for painting I've been feeling somewhat dissatisfied that I'll be attending an all women's catholic school for the 8th year. I wonder how I came to the decision of Regis as my college of choice. Then I wish I had gone to Mass Art. At least then I wouldn't have to pick some meaningless professional major that will earn me less than 30,000 a year if I pursue it as a career. I wish I had been more confident and felt adequate enough to risk my time, money, energy into something I enjoy and that others seem to think I have talent in. I am disconcerted at the fact that I decided to play it safe and stick to what I know. Maybe I'm better off though. I know that Regis will assist me in my mental and spiritual growth through its community and that's something that I should try to invite open-mindedly. There is always grad school if I still feel totally unfulfilled.
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I'll act contrite and pretend it's all right [Aug. 4th, 2003|12:28 pm]
Stephanie
[mood |tiredtired]

I reread what I wrote last night and it seemed kind of harsh. I guess I'm just bitter and disgruntled. I have this tendency to blame myself for everything or use other people as a scapegoat and put them at fault. When realistically sometimes, I guess, neither of us are quite responsible. I had a few different people in mind when writing that, but I guess that doesn't matter. Some I haven't spoken to in years, others in months. Some I don't even miss or want around, but some piece of me wants them to miss me. I guess I valued their respect and opinion too much. I just want to know I mean/t something. I guess it's a little obscure to think how much I value myself from others perspective, but sometimes that's the only thing you have when you don't have a postive one of yourself. Always playing the confident one, even though it's just a facade. I guess I'm learning that I'm losing confidence in others, the people I thought I was close to. Now this is where I intervene and stop talking about my antipathy and self discovery. The good friends I do have I appreciate very much. I'm truly grateful and blessed for the ones who take time out of their busy lives to listen to me complain and just give me the ability to be myself around them. Even the ones I don't really associate with much anymore, I treasure the memories and the way they have all played a part in making me an overall better person. I also cherish and admire Brad very much and thank God everyday that he's in my life. He's been nothing but benevolent towards me and that's more than I could ever ask for.

On a side note, I'm tired of recapping my weekly or sometimes monthly, depends on how often I update, events of work, strange people I encounter and summer monotony. August will be a busy moth so maybe if something interesting or new happens I'll update. Until then...
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trivial venting prose [Aug. 4th, 2003|02:29 am]
Stephanie
A part of me wants to feel bad for them and how they take pity in their own lives, yet never question any one else's. How they casually mention they'll always be there; they'll always care. Wishing they had more time, they'd always miss the friends they never see. Never having enough energy to make an effort, "Why even bother?" Then there's the part that, for once, feels bad for myself. Somehow I feel like some of my friends don't notice or care. I usually don't mind. It's water under the bridge. I'm sure the unsent birthday cards are piled up in shoeboxes that are securely under your bed. I can continue to go on as though it doesn't phase me because I can't say I was the wrong one. I always wanted to play the role of the thoughtful friend and mean it when I said I'd always be there. I'm still willing, just waiting. I would never turn my back on them like they have to me. If an apology is in order I'd say sorry a million different ways just to have a friend who meant more to me than casual exchanges at a show or on-line. I could only hope they'd want the same.
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A walking time bomb, set to kill [Jul. 26th, 2003|12:57 am]
Stephanie
[mood |contemplativecontemplative]

I've been thinking about updating for awhile now, but couldn't will myself to do so. Not much really has been going on this month and I'm actually quite shocked that next week will be August .. already. Then I'll be back in school and living at school, something I thought I'd never do. I'm looking forward to it, but I enjoy the freedom of summer. I do have work, but it is not the same kind of commitment as school is. I haven't even been to work but 2 days in the past 2 weeks. I'll be back on my regular schedule come Monday though. I guess I just needed some time away from the constant flood of papers, data entries, counting icons on prints and phone calls, "Goooooood Afternoon, Sonet Electrical, How may I help you? ...And may I please ask who is calling? ...Hold please." It's not a bad job, but I wouldn't want to do it for the rest of my life. The college professor/writer/accountant renaissance lady is actually expecting me to work part time when school starts. Apparently she thinks I can come in once or twice a week to do a few tasks, but I dont know how that would work out.

Outside of work I've just been trying to keep busy, which isn't always too successful. I've again been starting to sew again. My mom is teaching me how to do more complicated things other than alterations and basic skirts. I enjoy wasting my time doing "creative things." I just wish that there was more of a job market for that type of career path. Who am I kidding? I'll be in school forever at this rate.. I don't have a plan yet, should I? I doubt it, but I just wish I had some idea about the future, even the near future .. the next week for instance. It's tough going through life as though you are almost guessing and are surprised by each outcome.

I went to Darkbuster's reunion show a few weeks back, something I had been waiting 2 long years for and it was everything I had anticipated. When I interviewed Mike for my Creative Writing class I had asked him how they started and he said how it was all a joke ... They made "22 songs..." as a joke to basically make fun of all the punk bands who take it way too seriously and in a way you can tell, but that adds so much more to it because they are having such a great time. They never would have thought that they'd have such a large group of fans especially even after the 2 year hiatus. It was a pretty good turn out and I'm glad to see they will be playing some more shows soon too.

Last weekend I spent in NY. We saw the musical Chicago, which was good, but .... the costumes were WAY off. There were no thongs in the 1920's, yet a few of the characters were sporting them. I didn't really expect them to show as much skin as they did. Melanie Griffith was somewhat disappointing. I don't really enjoy her much as an actress anyways. Other than the play we went to The Comic Strip Live and The Comedy Cellar to see some Comedians, which was raunchy, vulgar and SO funny! A lot of sex jokes, everything I like about comedy. Of course, we also just walked around, ate and went shopping. It was fun, but I really missed home and Boston. I was glad to be back.

On a side note, I cleaned my room the other day and decided to finally organize my nightstand drawer and cabinet. I found a lot of cards in there. Some made me smile and cry at the same time, like the index cards from Senior retreat that Alex and Bridget wrote. The words made me miss them and high school all over again, even though I hated it while I was there. It made me miss homeroom every Monday morning when we'd come in and share with each other what we did over the weekend. That's when bridget would tell us about her fight and ultimate break-up with pat, which was usually mended by Wednesday. I miss the looking at tattoo magazines during English class while everyone else was reading some old literature and going to the Computer lab instead of to Gym class or Chemistry because Mr G loved us .. probably in a sexual way. Then I found some cards from Sr. Nanine saying how proud she was about me winning an art award and that made me miss her because she was always so open about everything. It made me miss sitting in art class being forced to watch those horrible tapes on different artists because otherwise I probably wouldn't have paid much attention to where art came from and if it weren't for that 1 or 2 hours a day I never would have thought of myself as talented in any way. Some of those cards made me feel good about the person I was, the person I am, and the friend I can be. Then I found another from someone I no longer talk to and that made me doubt myself. I forget the circumstances for why I don't associate myself with her anymore, but I felt as though it was my fault at the moment I read the card, again because it gave praise to how "good of a friend" I am/was. I just felt like I never was much of one or could never measure up to what people expect. I try my best, but never does that feel enough. I also found 2 fortunes from the chinese food cookies...



Unfortunatly, I don't know anyone who does Karaoke.
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