Dude. Polyvore is hot stuff, right there.

Polyvore biiiiiiinge.  I basically spent hours tonight cloning shots of Emma Watson, adding color, and adding quotes from books I luurve.  Put on Pintrest, repeat.  And now it's midnight and I have yet to shower.  And I have to get up at seven thirty tomorrow.  Which, yeah, it could be worse, but I'm still going to complain.

okay, and yeah, I know the first one's not Emma Watson.  I think you'll recover.

Alice & the Cheshire Cat.

From Alice in Wonderland, obviously.

From Favorite Book #2 (these are, my darlings, in no particular order)

The Year of Secret Assignments by Jaclyn Moriarty

Emily's letter to Charlie

Oh, and any faux-hipster worth their salt knows this one: (500) Days of Summer.

Is it cheating that it's not a book? Eh.  (Oh wait.  Actually.  It is, isn't it?  I just thought of that. Never mind.  Criteria met.)

(And as for the faux-hipster slur...it IS a good movie though.  Not amazing, but whatever.)

Favorite Book #3

The King in the Window

by Adam Gopnik

which is a tale about a boy in Paris who finds himself king of these window people things and fights a war against an evil mirror guy...okay, yeah.

It's lovely though.

Favorite Book #4:

The Secret Garden.

I'm really kind of in love with this set.

Is it because she kind of looks like a Russian babushka except with great cheekbones? 

yeah, probably.  Also it's kind of sixties.  Or do I mean fifties? which is groovy and all.

oh and my favorite.

From Favorite Book #2, The Year of Secret Assignments.

Another letter to Charlie from Emily.

It makes more sense and is funnier with context, but it's still pretty great even without, I think.

Oh, and here's something musically inclined because that's how we roll.

A music video!  V groovy song, also...my, what gorgeous eyes you have, Gotye.  All the better to seduce you with, my dear.

(Can I have him?  Er...please?)

Well it's late, darlings, and I'd like to go to sleep before one. 
So sorry for my photos being so far apart - I have no idea why, but it's late and I'm not keen on fixing it.

xxx and all that jazz,
Tabby

Jaclyn Moriarty is a Goddess.

Jaclyn Moriarty is a Goddess.  Did you get that from the title?  One can only hope.
For example, she likes Arcade Fire and animals.  & she wrote these groovy novels.

Feeling Sorry for Celia, The Year of Secret Assignments, and The Murder of Bindy Mackenzie are my three favorite teen books (surpassing even The Confessions of Georgia Nicolson - if that can be believed!) and are definitely in my top ten favorite books of all time.  Seriously.  They're So. FAB.  & I have to have to have to read The Ghosts of Ashbury High - the next one, eh?

Anyways.  You guys.  The books are crazy funny (very dry and snarky, and you catch yourself grinning madly after particularly funny parts) and intriguing, with fab plots, sexy/adorable/hilarious boys, and really fantastic relatable girls that you just REALLY want to become best friends with.  Like if I knew how many times my subconscious wished Elizabeth, Christina, Emily, Lydia, Cassie, Bindy, and Astrid were real (okay, and that I went to Ashbury...in Australia...okay, so it's a stretch.)...I can bet it would be a ridiculously high number.  (How'd that sentence do ya?  Has your brain recovered yet from what an awful sentence that was?  Mine definitely hasn't!) Oh AND.  they're written in epistolary form.  Meaning in all written things - like memos, letters, journal entries, etc...similar to Georgia, non?  But even more fab.  Aah!  You just don't even know how excellent they are.

PLEASE read them.  You'll love them.  & when you do...do tell - which boy do you love most?  I can never decide.  P.S...Saxon doesn't count, although his name is seriously sexy.  And he does have his moments.  But still. 

Enigmatic Jared?

Cutie Charlie?

Severely Sexy SEBASTIAN?! (Love. love. love. that name.)

Equally Sexy SERGIO?! (er...ditto.)

or Fantastic Finn? (what is WITH all these gorgeous names?!  Jaclyn Moriarty sure knows how to pick 'em!)

Read and divulge, dears!

Here are some pictures of the books for you, so if you forget the names of them when you're at the bookstore, you can babble helpfully:  "pink and green...er...running feet...and like a locker?  and a smiley face...you KNOW."

                                                               

(for more Jaclyn Moriarty love, go to www.jaclynmoriarty.com! Marvy, eh?)