My hard work has finally paid off! I officially only have one exam left, meaning that it is time to site back, relax, and reward myself by filling my recent craving for chicken. My future is almost as bright as my jeans.
Sun beams on my face
As bright new weeds sprout outside
Yet I still love you
That was an admittedly terrible haiku that I wrote whilst basking in the loveliness that is the current spring weather. My first days of spring were admittedly quite cold (it snowed for the first 3 or 4 days of my spring break), but now the weather has taken a turn for the better, leading me in with open arms for the loveliness that is my second favorite season. Spring, I accept you into my heart and shall treasure you, even if that means suffering through the panic that is tornado warnings. I show you my eternal love through my sunny yellow pants that are almost as bright as the rays you cast upon this earth.
“I wish I were Adenine because then I could get paired with U.”
Hello all! 🙂 I’m currently in the process of picking out my outfits for my next public speaking competition thing which is an away trip! (Insert some excited squealing here.) I’m finding it to be strange though, because I’m not used to picking out multiple outfits days in advance; it’s actually quite the daunting thought because I don’t have the option to change my mind if I suddenly hate everything I have packed. Alas, that is life, so I must deal. Hopefully I’ll deal better with my packing than I did with this shade (let’s just pretend my jeans hold the essence of the sun, so full light wasn’t really needed).
Happy Saturday! Today I had the most terrible idea that I would try to give myself a “curly fro” without putting in all the effort. First off, I’ve never had any sort of fro before, so I know nothing about gaining and maintaining the hairstyle, so predictably, my hair currently looks like I got in a fight with a blow dryer and a fishtail comb. I guess that means going back to my chic bob look for now. Until then, I have these photos from my first days of school.
Yay! Education. Check out my studious plaid that totally did not gear me up for the dangers of AP Language. Luckily I don’t hate writing, nor do I hate school. Plus, I’m learning tons of terms that’ll make me sound smart. If I only I could remember any of them…
P.S. I apologize for the poor quality of the pictures. It was raining the day I wore this, so I had to take them indoors and faced…issues. So, their extra grainy, but hopefully it will remind you of the greatness that grains have in a healthy which will make up for it! Yeah…probably not.
Cheers for my first incredibly long post title! Yay, woohoo, and all of the happy shouting from children should abruptly end here as I transition into the point of this post, in which I’ll shamelessly and probably selfishly share my ventures to an empty wallet (well that feels like it had some threatening and violent undertones). So, feel free to hop aboard and take this smooth voyage with me.
Fun Wedges: Crown Vintage via DSW.com for $30; Studded Plaid Blazer: Urban Renewal via urbanoutfitters.com for $89; Yellow Skinny Jeans: Elizabeth & James via madewell.com for $90; Flower Headband: Capelli of New York via nordstorm.com for $10; Kimono Cardigan: tobi.com for $61
All in all, I think I had a pretty nice week, shopping wise, though I think most of that comes from my stuffed koala (which I promptly named Geoffrey Claude-Xander Wayne). Unfortunately, my koala looks nothing like the one in the set (I don’t even know if it’s actually a koala to be honest) so he shall make his appearance at a later date.
Today I’ve been forced to recognize the magical powers stain removers can have on clothing. Fortunately, that realization was not brought upon through the outfit above (that paisley top has enough issues without me getting any questionable stains on it). Unfortunately, though, the realization came from noticing a mysterious stain on the back of the dress I’d been wearing all day that I had planned to use in today’s post. So, sadly it is in the wash and that outfit (which made me feel as if I were one step closer to owning my own mystical fairy garden or becoming a country music artist) will have to wait to get its shining moment on another day. Thus, we are stuck with my less charming back up outfit which is complemented by my even worse posing skills.
In case there are any inquiring minds out there, this is photographic evidence of my poor dancing skills (which I believe came from some sort of weird genetic mutation that caused every person in my immediate family to lose the rhythm gene that my extended family possesses). So, let’s all just pretend this moment never happened and wash it out of our heads with the brightness of my new jeans. Oh, and I’ll give you a head’s up; I’m not playing any weird Jedi mind tricks through your web browser, the pants literally hold that much styling potential.