Thursday, September 15, 2011

Dschinghis Khan?!?

Dschinghis Khan
This is just ridiculous. Yet I can't seem to extract it from my noggin. O.o

Saturday, July 30, 2011

You're a One-in-a-Million Minority

That's how I feel sometimes. Completely alone. Then my sweet Tommy comes to stand by my side and things are instantly better. I know I shouldn't rely on others for my well being, but Tommy just has this confidence that I soak up when I'm around him. I should try holding onto it so I can have it even when we can't be together. That would be truly helpful. Learn to hold my own confidence.

Video Killed the Radio Star

So, now that I'm on G+, I decided to put my blog on this email too. It just seems to flow better. It was a pain and a half to figure out, but I did it and now I'm all proud of myself. Well, for 7 minutes anyhow. I have all of four more days until the big Gencon adventure and I'm excited! I plan on taking so many pics. I feel like making sure I blog them. I neglect this thing too much in favor of more phone friendly devices, but we will see if I can get to it better now it is on my Gmail account. We will see.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Vampires Will Never Hurt You

Well, actually they might.
I've been so consumed by the fantasy realm lately. Reading Clockwork Angel and playing Dragon Age II. Sometimes I wonder if I'm not trying to escape my new job. Pretend I'm a mercenary or a shape shifter and poof. No more boring job, no more bills. 
Either way, I'm enjoying myself. I really need to get back into my writing. I WILL finish my movie script someday. My character is inside me, she just needs to find her way out.
Hm. So, now that Doctor Who is taking a little break from filming for a while, I figure I'll continue with my studies into the old series. It's not my fault I wasn't born in time to see all of it the first time around, but I will not let myself remain ignorant to the origins of my favorite show on television. Reading synopses on the TARDIS wiki is not good enough for me. Despite the fact that I plan on writing my capstone on the show in the upcoming penultimate and ultimate semesters of my college years.
Upon that front, I cannot express my desire to leave my current line of work to become a librarian. Books are my passion and I feel that I would be so much happier helping people gain information for free than accepting their money for senseless possessions.
-steps off soap box-
I like blogging. It makes me feel better about myself, my situation. Just letting it out through the internet.

Fancy Dress

Fancy Dress

Gothic corset dress
25 GBP -

Balmain distressed denim jacket
$2,691 -

Wedge high heels
$839 -

Lulu Guinness black clutch
498 EUR -

Zara Home - Cushions
3.50 GBP -

Thursday, May 19, 2011

One Doll Too Many...

UGH, I've decided that I neeeeeeeeeed Doronjo now. lol I haven't really necessarily feeling that it's too crowded over here, I just realllly want a BJD for a change, but yes, Doronjo has taken my heart. I guess SoulDoll Vito will just have to wait. He seems to be a somber little man so maybe he won't mind too much.  He is like twice their height anyway, so he would be out of place. -sigh-

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

The Doctor and Gloria

The Doctor and Gloria

Everything a girl could need for traveling through time and space!

The Doctor and Gloria by Hollyxdolly12 featuring destroyed skinny jeans
Converse shoes
22 GBP -

Valentino leather hair accessory
$195 -

Hair accessory
$26 -

Ponyo (And Other Equally Fabulous Movies)

All on Netflix Instant Watch! I am addicted. I knew I would be. But this new instant watch thing brings so much more value to the whole Netflix deal! One DVD at a time is a little lame for $10 a month but when you can watch some of your favorite TV shows and movies (And new ones you've been meaning to see) for free and instantaneously, well... That makes it so much more worthy of my money. Oh, and did I mention I can watch all this on my phone whenever I want wherever I am? Yeah. Epic. Win.

Delusions of Grandeur

Monday, May 16, 2011

So. Cool.

Glamour Kills t shirt
$27 -

Emo clothing
25 GBP -

Vans checkered shoes
$50 -

Aspinal of London snake handbag
275 GBP -

G by Guess snake bangle
$19 -

Club Manhattan necklace
18 EUR -

So. About This Tumblr Thing...

I really need to figure out some things on this site. It seems fun. :P

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

A New Name for a New Era

Changed the name of my old old blog (which coincidentally has been merged with my new doll blog.) It's been with me for the last three years. (All of my college life) and I've been thinking it's time for a new one. DoG or Delusions of Grandeur used to be one of my boyfriend's many nicknames. (Given to him due to his constant proclamations of being Plutonian and being sent here to study 'us humans') Delusions of Grandeur seems to fit me as well these days, though I'm not quite as insane as Tom (yet). I'm sure by the end of the semester I will be. Maybe my dolls can keep me 'sane'.

Thursday, April 28, 2011


It's time to put more pictures of my dolls up here. School has been cutting off all my artistic creativity lately, and yet I am getting little done school wise either. 

So here goes:

My newest lovely lady sitting outside in relative sunlight with some flowers that are almost as pretty as she is.
This video is such a gorgeous short film. Yes, it's stereotypical, but it is cute nonetheless. It also has an adorable Shakespeare reference, which is great, because I love David Tennant in Hamlet and cannot wait for Much Ado About Nothing to come out on DVD. <3

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The Merging of the Blogs

Decided to merge my two blogs so I can put my writing somewhere. I haven't had a real place to put it yet, so feel free to comment!

Diary of a Killjoy

The idea that Chaos was in grave danger infected his mind like a disease, slowly creeping into his imagination, plaguing him night and day. It began as a nightmare in which she desperately needed him, but he couldn’t quite make it in time to save her life. Laying in the dark, the dream was as real to him as if he had seen the future. At first, Poison had instructed him to write off the figment of his active imagination, however weeks passed without word from the outposts and their minds began to mess with them. No coded notes from Chaos telling them how much fun she is having helping out people who need her, as they were regularly accustomed to. Ghoul missed the private messages coded secretly for him among the other, seemingly arbitrary words; the secret messages to her best friend.
The situation came to a critical point on the night they received a note from the matron of the Tumbleweed Outpost where she last proclaimed herself to be staying at. It said very little, that was the problem. He had asked her if Chaos was still with her, and if not when had she been last and where was she headed. The reply simply said that Chaos had left on Thursday last (nearly three weeks ago by the time the note reached Ghoul’s hands) and said that she had left quickly in the night, leaving a message that she was headed West. He had tossed the note savagely into the garbage and reached for the pink scarf Chaos had left in his closet. It was his only comfort. Poison paced back and forth past the boarded up window where one plank was pried loose to afford a view out onto the street. He looked out at every chance he had.
“Go. It is your only choice. Go after her, into the fray, and we will follow.” Poison said finally, turning to look at the distraught young man on the couch, the scarf feeling the tension and fear of its captor.
“I didn’t want anyone getting involved. It’s my dumb fear, my dream; I’ll put my life on the line and mine only.” Ghoul replied, grimly.
“If she is in a situation that is too complex for her to find her own way out of, she will need all of us; you will need all of us.” Poison returned to the pacing that kept him calm and helped him think.
“You’re probably right on that account, but if she isn’t and we run into more dracks than we can handle, just because we’re so large a group, I’d never…”
“We never travel alone, despite the dracks.” Poison cut him off, not looking up from the dingy green carpeting.
“If she had gone willingly, she would have let us know she was moving. “ Ghoul replied, changing the subject. Poison was in one of his valiant moods and he wouldn’t be shaken out of it for some time.
“You think she was taken against her will from inside the Tumbleweed? You know as well as I do that they are guarded heavily. That is why we pulled strings for her to be allowed entrance, for her safety.”
“I know, but maybe she was out and someone took her hostage…”
“I tend to believe she was deceived. Traveling in the night, no warning, no specific destination, and you remember as well as I how naive she always was with us, to the very last. She never shook the childish trust that nearly got her ghosted in the first place.”
“God forbid. I can imagine some ruffian coming up with some sob story to tempt her beyond the walls.” Ghoul shuddered at the thought and held the scarf more tightly.
“We will leave in the morning. Begin at the Tumbleweed Outpost to ensure that she has not returned, then move west, hitting all the towns and outposts on the way. “
“Only if you’re sure everyone is satisfied with the plan.” Ghoul then stood from the lumpy sofa. He stretched his arms and walked toward his bedroom. As he was closing the door, he saw Poison staring out the window at a spot of orange light upon the sand and pavement below cast by a flickering streetlight.
“You will never be able to take away all our colors.” Poison murmured to nobody in particular.

*(This is the writing of Holly Trott and Holly Trott alone, I did not copy and do not expect to see anyone copying me or they will be the first to be taken down by my alien boyfriend when he takes over the universe.)*