I am a good girl who can be naughty really

We are approaching Christmas so the Nativity Scene comes down from the loft, the christmas cards are being written and I'm visiting my Aunts on foot to see her before the new year so we're a little short on time at the moment.

Sometimes you can and this blog gets a bit more hung up around the things I do not get right, the things I should of done better and some of my behavioural issues but rather like "The News" in the newspaper they're the exceptional things that rightly are called out rather than the majority.

 

Of course all of this has being going on for a long time so I sometimes wonder how being brought back the mindset of being a child could help because abrupt casting into adulthood removed the breaks from before before I fully formed some sort of control.

We have in the last year or so moved back into presenting me more like a little girl, cutting some of the "span" and even getting the odd spank being easier for keeping me in shorter skirts and dresses which does seem to work.

That said working more on working on teaching me more appropriate attitudes, how to be a "good girl", having things to take an interest in and care for belongs as least as much as that so perhaps getting me a Brownie annual and finding someone who would be interested in helping me do more of those things, challenging some of my less good ways might be a thing.

 

The other thing might be to see to it I get a dolly for Christmas and teach me to play with it so I don't start hankering for excitement and drama that is more self destructive and I don't come over feeling I can do anything you can.

 

I need this sense of entitlement removing from me.

Non uniform wear

Although much of this blog looks though the eyes of school uniform, being a Middle in a CG/l or disciplinarian relationship this doesn't preclude everyday or play clothes as part of what you were.
Just like an actual child you do wear things outside of those so what could be more appropriate than having your caregiver putting you in cute girlish helly kitty t shirts like this graphic one as it helps you feel their own little/middle as you play in their presence.

The Nutcracker

The last of the two inspired by posts are for a great story-writer who is into also into games  plus contributes generously to 'the community'  although her partner, being poorly, needs her attention too.
She loves ballet and this one is a favourite of hers and also of mine.


The Nutcracker which is based on the E T A Hoffmann tale The Nutcracker and the Mouse King music by Tchaikovsky.
It was originally choreographed by Marius Pepita and Lev Ivanov being premiered at the Mariinsky theatre, St Petersberg and seems to be the most ballet being staged in the UK this Christmas season.
Here are two images from the Northern Ballets' production in 2010

I also see we're getting a few more readers which is great news so if that's you, thanks a bunch!

Junior Jo?

There is, I feel a lot more to this whole notion of 'being a  girl' than perhaps I had thought of like the notion of age ranges, the extent to which you may be in or not of that 'Headspace' and just what the role of dress is than I first thought about when I joined Girltalk in January.
Like I tend to think in terms of being twelve but how do square that with having other bits that are clearly Junior and when I was a Junior I wasn't as forward as some of my peers anyway and a bit of this shows in the pull a dress like has on me that your cool twelve in the first year or so of high school would run away from?

Report card

This isn't a million miles removed from the kind of report I used to get regularly at my last school where more often than not I couldn't be bothered even attempt to learn the basics of the subject never mind even write up the work properly. Nobody much cared so I didn't

Ballet Time

First of we've gained two new followers which suppose shows what a bit self publicity can do.
Seeing we're on the build up to Christmas needless to say the other events that take place during this season have already started and amongst them is the grand tradition of the Christmas ballet show. I  love the dances, costumes and music to many of these ballets.
Coppéllia
Coppélia is a sentimental comic ballet with original choreography by Arthur Saint-Léon to a ballet libretto by Saint-Léon and Charles Nuitter and music by Léo Delibes. The ballet is based on two macabre stories by E. T. A. Hoffmann, Der Sandmann (The Sandman), and Die Puppe (The Doll) premiering on May 25 1870 at the Théâtre Impérial de l´Opéra.
The story of Coppélia concerns a mysterious and faintly diabolical inventor, Doctor Coppéliuswho has made a life-size dancing doll. It is so lifelike that Franz, a village swain, is infatuated with it, and sets aside his true heart's desire, Swanhilde, who in Act II shows him his folly by dressing as the doll and pretending to come to life. It's a favourite of mine having bought many years ago the Mari recording of the music on an imported HMV UK record.

Change

Where shall I start this week?
I suppose I could start by saying I managed to straighten out some differences at work with people that were beginning to really bug me because while I like what I do and it has it's 'little' opportunities  that many sadly don't have, this 'big' stuff was taking the shine off it.
Also I feel a bit more at ease with past events, events that really shook me, being able to go about everyday business without having that must be  'watching over your shoulder' feeling all the time.
I'm also winding down yet another part of my internet existence as this particular place has lost much of its functionality and as so few really visit it, I've come to the conclusion the time I spend on it is better spent on my 'little time' . It's that much more rewarding.


Anyway to fashion and this was a Pansy flared dress while aimed at and in groan up sizes sizes isn't a million miles removed from a teen dress available from top shop:

I thought it was cute working well with a few accessories without being too fussy (I don't like fussy designs).