I moved house!

Sorry for the lack of updates, Little Pixies! I’ll try to get back to blogging on Monday, but I’m getting settled in my new place right now and that’s taking up all of my time! Wish me a quick move!

– Pixie


Life is kind of annoying sometimes.

Hey there, Little Pixies ~

As you may or may not have noticed, content on this blog hasn’t been coming as frequently as it usually does this past week or so. I’m really sorry for that, and I want to be perfectly honest with you guys since you take time out of your day to visit this blog, which I appreciate so, so much. I’ve been putting this post off for a while now since I hate to disappoint you guys, especially given my flakey history with this blog. However, I think that getting this out into the open will clear the air a bit and really help me as far as keeping up with Pixies and Glitter. Tldr; this is scary to write, but I think it will lead to a more frequently updated blog with much higher quality content.

I have diagnosed depression and anxiety disorder which I have been taking medication for since about this time last year, and lately due to financial troubles as well as being busy getting ready to move to a new apartment this coming week I haven’t been able to get a refill on my medication for about a month. I’ve been trying so hard to stay positive and to keep up with this blog since I really do love taking time to make updates for you guys to enjoy, but current mental health just isn’t allowing me to do some things right now, even though I really do want to come through for you all.

So, here’s the deal: just for right now I have to put some of my ongoing projects like 365 Days of Bento on hold for a while, since I can’t honor the commitment of cranking out blog posts on a schedule at this time. That would be the bad news.

The good news, however, is that despite putting 365 on hold I have a few ideas for future blog posts that are standalone and therefore seem far less daunting to me right now. Right now I feel as though putting project commitments on hold will help dissolve a bit of my anxiety and allow me to make cooler posts, including ones like this where I get real with you guys. I’m looking forward to the direction that I hope this blog will go, and I really hope you are all there with me.

Thanks for being here for me, Pixie Family. I really appreciate all of the kind comments and encouraging words you leave on my posts, it really makes running this blog worth it.

Take care of yourselves! I should have something up in the next couple of days for you to enjoy.


~ Pixie

Goodwill Spoils!

Little Pixies!

Today I was planning on kicking back and starting up Knights of Sidonia, but my roommate had other plans! She was bored sitting around at home, so I agreed to go with her to Goodwill and perhaps pick up a few pairs of shorts since my weightloss has been kicking into high gear lately (good for my waist, bad for my pockets!).

When we got there I immediately found an armful of clothing and made my way to the changing rooms, but none of it really impressed me so I wandered out onto the sales floor once more in order to find Courtney. I located her near the porcelain dolls, and as anyone who knows me could tell you, I couldn’t leave without at least one.

I left with two.

The first one I found immediately caught my eye because she looks fairly old, like something my mom would have had as a child (sorry, momma, but you’re up there!). She doesn’t have real rooted hair. Instead, her hair is painted on.


She reminds me a lot of Nanako from Oniisama e, my current favorite anime. I really don’t know why, but I’m thinking it’s the face or the hair.


I also love her cute little bloomers and feet, even if her dress is pretty plain.


I’m thinking of sewing something special for her, probably something really Nanako-like.

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The next doll I got because her face was so charming!


Her cheeks are puffy and cute, and her dress is hands down the best outfit any of my dolls have. I just adore her apron!


After finding the porcelain dolls I saw a couple of items in the decorative aisle. The first thing that caught my eye was this little unicorn. It was only about 50 cents, so I nabbed it!


The second thing was this sake set.


Lastly I always take a look at the tub that holds all of the Barbies in case I run across some treasures, and this time I did!


It’s a Gargoyle boy from the older Create-a-Monster kit from Monster High! He was missing his wings, but he had all of his hands and legs, which is amazing! He also came in his original outfit minus the shoes and wig. I think he’s pretty handsome, even though I want to get him changed and make him a beanie for his head. Right now he’s borrowing Neighthan’s hat which doesn’t actually fit too flattering.

I need to think of a name for him because I’m a dweeb like that. I think I’m going to get him a wig when I have some extra money! My research tells me that pukifee wigs fit Monster High dolls decently. We’ll see!

So that was my little haul. Thanks for reading!


~ Pixie

Suddenly, hair!

I told everyone I would post a picture of my new hair, so here it is!

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Sorry for the awful webcam quality, it’s all I could be bothered with right now. I curled it today, haphazardly. I need to learn some more styles, mostly so I can start doing tutorials.
Which I need to do anyway. Because, yeah. I haven’t been.


I have finals next week, and then I get to go home! So expect something next weekend. Something big. Something actually non-boring and non-life-ish.


All the dreads are gone!

Finally! I won’t have a picture until tomorrow, but oh my gosh you guys:

I have hair.

Really. A lot of it. Well, debatably. It’s thin- as it’s always been- but it goes down to my waist when it’s on my back. I’m not used to having hair. I’m in a big cloud of helpwhatdoidowithallthis right now. I washed it. So far so good.

I’ll post a picture tomorrow, when it’s dry and styled. As styled as I’m capable of, anyway. Also, I’ll have a review of my epilator which arrived in the mail a few days ago. Super stoked!


The psychology of Christmas presents.

Every year it’s the same for me. I get anxious. I get sweaty. I forget to shave my legs for weeks due to the sheer anticipation of watching someone pick up a gift- my gift- and slowly unwrap it. Or, tear off the paper in the greedy way that occurs when one is handed something wrapped up in cheap Walmart wrapping paper. Either or.

I love giving gifts. For me, it’s a challenge. I have to first decide what the person would like to receive. This task alone requires months of preparation- I have to listen for subconsciously dropped hints, I have to mention various items to my parents: “So, mom. Did you see Plants Vs. Zombies came out with a sequel? Looks fun, huh?” I have to keep my eyes opened for things which are seasonal, and may be discontinued by the time Christmas shopping trips roll around.

And boy, those shopping trips. They fill me with the sort of adrenaline that nothing else can. It’s like waiting in a restaurant for your food to arrive, and then seeing the waitress round the corner.

While you may be thinking “WOW is she crazy, who cares so much about giving gifts? Everyone likes whatever you get them blahblahblah”, just stop. Stop right there. Because while your mom will tell you that from age six when you hand her a paperbag puppet to age thirty when you give her a new set of pans, she’s lying. She is. She wants certain things, just like you do. She wants fun things, or pretty things. Things that actually interest her and make her smile. She would much rather prefer to have you catch her hints or actually consider her instead of picking up any stereotypical “mom-gift” that you see lined up in the entrance of Target.

And that’s my goal with Christmas shopping. Every year I tweak my tactics and alter my approach in order to better perfect my gifts. There’s never a better feeling than watching someone open a gift you bought for them, and having them jump up and down in excitement while raining  thank you‘s onto you. There isn’t. Likewise, there’s no worse feeling than watching someone open a gift and mumble a thanks while they try to figure out why you were ever inspired to pick that up for them. “Do I look like I’m a size 8?”

Hopefully, some of you feel the same spirit of Christmas as I do when giving gifts, whether or not you make your gifts or purchase them or can only afford a smile and a hug. Christmas certainly has a way of making you feel charitable, and giving presents can be a really fun and guiltless experience. Happy December, everyone!


And here, we… GO.

So, I spent the last few days slowly picking out the ends of my dreads with a metal rattail comb.

Never again.

My head hurts, my arms hurt, everything is sore, and I only have a few out. Four? Five? Who knows. All I know is that next time, I’m shaving my head. While it’s definitely possible to remove dreads, it’s hard work. 

Here’s a photo of what my combed out hair looked like last night:
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And here’s what it looks like today after a good condition and loving:
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Keep in mind that I still have 7/8 of my hair left to comb out. My goal is to get it done by next weekend, when I go home. We’ll see.

– Pixie