Nineties Noir: Full Edition

“Turn Back Time”


Remembering the nineties, I can’t think of a time that compares. Of course, the sixties and seventies were the greatest for my parents – and I still believe I should have been a sixties girl, daisy chains and all- but that moment passed me over. At the time, the nineties felt strange. Titanic fever. Nirvana hysteria. Glitter everywhere. While dazed and aloof, I aimlessly drifted through my teen years not realizing that we were really saying goodbye to all that was original and private. It was easy to blend in, become a part of the floral wallpaper, and disappear within shadows of the halls. Inspired by a combination of grunge, plaids, and romantic tones, Nineties Noir is reflection of what was. To the nineties and those extra large overalls… View PDF

In this issue:

  • Miss Mannequin Excerpt
  • Turn Back Time – Style Collection
  • Pretty, Paper Palettes
  • A Southwest Utopia – Las Vegas
  • Wallpaper Dolls
  • Giggles & Gunk


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Nineties Noir: Preview

Turn back time to a simpler moment, quieter times, and a lifestyle that never expires.

First look at Paperwaif’s spring digital publication, Nineties Noir. Featuring a Las Vegas moment, a dark, romantic collection, and a new excerpt from Miss Mannequin, a thriller novel inspired by design, technology, and social engineering.

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Wallpaper Dolls

Wallpaper Dolls from Nineties Noir, a digital publication by Paperwaif featuring nineties tones, Wallpaper Dolls, and Miss Mannequin.Following years of claiming that I was going to draw some paper dolls, I am finally revisiting one of my favorite pastimes. My latest novel has inspired me to go backwards to a time when life was so simple, just sketching, selecting textiles, and designing collections. Some days, I miss design so much that it hurts, and the discouraging part is that no one can relate. While insignificant to so many, it was the one thing that always contained my restless mannerisms and creative boredom. Decades later, I still find old drawings at my parents home and wonder. I must have drove them crazy with my hundreds of paper muses that floated among their business files. Obviously, I wish I had better skills and more time to focus on my very long list of to dos. Suppose, relaxing has never appealed to me, and having ten different project transpiring at once is just another typical day for me. While not a crazy cat lady, the threads are rapidly unraveling and it’s only a matter of time before I lose my mind. Just a glimpse at Wallpaper Dolls, featured in Paperwaif’s upcoming digital publication, Nineties Noir ~


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Hanging Frames

Hanging FramesBrowsing blurbs the other day, I stumbled across a strange article about millennials. Rarely am I interested how individuals perceive certain generations – we’re all very different no matter our lifestyles – but millennials seem to get twisted, turned, and thrown upside down despite how varied we are. Apparently, millennials have troubles changing light bulbs and hanging frames. While that may be the case for a select few, it’s inaccurate for every other millennial who has worked since sixteen, paid their own way through college, and learned everything they can about retirement funds, so they don’t make the same mistakes as others. Us lazy, flaky millennials grew up gardening, working on the farm, and watching our parents attend to everything themselves, including building their own home and digging their own well. And yes, changing lights bulbs. So it feels quite natural for me to do and learn tasks on my own. Asking for help is much more difficult. Perhaps, it’s not a generational trait but a how you were raised trait. Neither is better or worse, just different ~


Nineties Noir: Busy Bee

Nineties Noir, a digital publication from Paperwaif
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So excited to share a first glimpse at Nineties Noir, my latest digital publication from Paperwaif! Forget writing. Digital design is the highlight of my five minutes of spare time! I am always amazed by what I can come up with and tend to learn something new with each publication despite using out of date software. Nineties Noir has taken a different direction while designing the layout. Typically, I dislike all things black, red, and pink (even roses) but somehow I’ve managed to pull them together and can’t wait to complete this edition. To new ideas~


Nineties vibes.  Romantic styles. Dark, floral tones. A walk through the past.

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Miss Mannequin: New Pages

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Mirror mirror on the wall, you thought you had it all.

As I prepare my Paperwaif Shop and Nineties Noir, my spring digital publication featuring dark, rose tones, I have created several new pages to Paperwaif, including an excerpt and preview. As I expand my site and open shop, many of the pages will change to accommodate the new layout, though I’m still uncertain how smooth the transition will go. I’ve wanted to offer my novels and guides on Paperwaif for some time but am hesitant to let go of my current set up. While reading about success stories and praise for others in my situation, I have yet to see any positive results and am thoroughly exhausted of putting endless efforts into a whimsical dream that will never happen. The day to day negatives weigh heavily and I’m ready to move on. Despite loving the independence I desperately need help! I can’t continue to do five different jobs when support is nonexistent. I’m barely breathing. Time to start writing letters…



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Miss Mannequin: First Excerpt

Now that I have completed the most agonizing part of writing a novel,  I finally get to share some of my favorite moments like excerpts, previews, lookbooks, and discounts. A long time coming, Miss Mannequin is the exciting, fast paced story that I have been searching for. There are no original thoughts and industries feel over-saturated as is, but I tried to stay true to my passions and ideas. Certainly, I am not the only individual who is thoroughly bored with remakes, sequels, and superheroes, and is looking for a story that is new and different. I will be writing a couple of follow up novels that bring forth new characters as the story expands. Miss Mannequin is really a first glimpse of a much larger background and end result, and I can’t wait to start piecing together the next section. Below, view an excerpt from Miss Mannequin.



“Touching the drawers and then counter, she discovered an odd, plastic object. She didn’t store belongings on the counter, except a ratty, old hairbrush. Frowning, she tried to focus but her vision was cloudy, and steam slithered along the cool tiles. She pressed further until realizing that she was holding onto a hand.

Startled, Ember gasped.

The hand tugged her forward, so that her head slammed against the mirror. Glass shattered, slitting her wrists in the process. Blood smeared the counter and Ember screamed in horror. She collapsed to the floor. She tried to crawl away, but the bathroom door slammed instantly as a pair of hollow eyes burned a hole through her soul. A devious devil emerged from the cloud of steam. Ember saw the silhouette clearly.

Screaming madly, she fought for her life but was terrified by what she saw. Hell had found a way into her apartment and the silhouette couldn’t possibly be real. She choked, then gurgled blood as the sharp object punctured her soft skin. Falling unconscious, the devil in disguise pulled out a needle and thread and began stitching. Ember lay in a pool of blood.


Drip, drip, drip. Droplets of water dripped from the showerhead.

Ember wearily opened her eyes, pain crippling her body. She nervously looked around after realizing that she was lying in the bathtub, the water cold and shallow. Blood spattered the walls. Horror glassed her eyes as she tried to move.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” a smooth voice said, stretching her leg.

Ember froze.

A hurtling scream echoed throughout Ember’s apartment.

Blinking in shock, air vanished from Ember’s lungs as she stared at her own leg, which had been removed from her body and stitched onto the person who sat by the door. ‘Person’ was a delicate title for the devilish being who snickered and smiled while polishing her new leg. Ember emotionally choked. She tried to escape but couldn’t. Shifting her other leg, which hadn’t been sawed off, she tried to crawl out of the tub. But those hollow eye sockets glided along the floor, then the tub, and over the water, pushing Ember underneath to the furthest depths of hell.”

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Miss Mannequin: Author’s Note

A string of murders. An unraveling company. A mysterious dollmaker. Will Echelon and the utopian lifestyle survive?


Dear Reader,

Finally I have published my latest novel, Miss Mannequin! This is the first novel that I have written that I am very excited to share. It is a story that I have been pondering since graduating design school but wasn’t sure how I wanted to present it. Completely starting over after years of mundane, dull romance novels that I have yet to appreciate, I decided my style and content needed a major shake up. Not because the genre was terrible- I spent years reading a book a day just for entertainment- but as a writer I became restless, bored out of my skull, and wanted an action packed story inspired by my favorite pastimes. Design. Technology. Horror. I also wanted to create characters that could evolve, characters inspired by my whimsical drawings. While loving this novel, it is not a fairytale, nor empowering. Will not woke you, break the internet, throw shade, clap back, and has not been endorsed by an amazing celebrity, though I’m certain it’ll be another epic failure. While time consuming, it required no bravery, courageousness, or heroics. Perhaps a few beers- I am 1/1024 Irish… It’s not another remake, reboot, or reunion. Not a superhero inspired story or live action. Best of all, it’s not another lecture… Miss Mannequin is raw, entertaining, and 100% fiction.  Of course, if fiction offends you, read at your own risk. Sarcasm aside, thank you for supporting my frivolous ambitions that seem to dwindle stitch by stitch. And I apologize if one of my little monkeys unintentionally clipped my keyboard as I was formatting or editing my editions! SHOP MISS MANNEQUIN

Sincerely, A. L.

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Graduating from The Academy, Slay couldn’t wait to join Onyx Brands, the wealthiest, most admired fashion entity in the world. Born on Echelon Island, Onyx is a way of life and design is the envy of social media. When a wealthy elite is found brutally mutilated, suspicion falls on Onyx and the peculiar chain of operations that associates are required to follow. Dismayed by her assigned location- the Recycle Bin- where old, dismembered oModels are sent to be sorted and discarded, Slay notices that Onyx Brands isn’t the luxurious, environmentally conscious enterprise that they claim to be. As a threat looms over Echelon, and their utopian lifestyles, no one sees the danger hiding behind those silver eyes and scarlet lips.


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