Wednesday, August 31, 2011

sick daze


my sincerest apologies for my absence. deep down from the depths of my heart.

one nasty case of bronchitis

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a particularly sinister sinus infection

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broken computer

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broken camera

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broken car

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no blogging time.


stay tuned loyal readers, ill be back.


copious amounts of nyquil

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much appreciated antibiotics

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computer geniuses

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camera geniuses

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car geniuses

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an eagerly anticipated return to the blogosphere – cyberspace, thou art missed. 

Saturday, August 20, 2011

stop in the name of neon



Few things get my adrenaline pumping quite like highlighter hues. Call me crazy, but when I enter a store, I'm like a heat-seeking missile. 


and when I say heat-seeking, I mean supersaturatedcolor-seeking.

Neon is not for the faint of heart – I’ll never forget the day I wore a pair of neon pink socks to St. Peter’s Basilica in the Vatican City – my various “offensive” appendages were modestly covered (with a fab outfit, duh), but my blindingly beautiful tootsies seemed to both befuddle and bemuse the Italian guards.

I’m not sure where my adoration originates – I’ve always been a fan of color (the color-blocking trend makes me swoon), but neon is on a whole other level. It is as if a particularly creative angel sent down a bolt of lightning from heaven to electrify the rainbow – I think I speak for fashionistas everywhere when I say THANK YOU – that jolt changed my life. or at least my wardrobe.

People say lightening never strikes twice, but lucky for me, it struck 30 times this past resort season in Christopher Kane’s glorious collection. 







Friday, August 19, 2011

my baby sparkle and shine

I’m the first to admit it – with the exception of that angst-ridden October of 2002 when I thought boyz would think I was neat if I dressed up as a Storm Trooper for Halloween, I’ve always been a girly-girl.

The following halloween, I returned to my former glory and donned a head to toe, emerald-hued sequin-encrusted mermaid ensemble, complete with a red hibiscus adorning my curly blonde locks.

The lesson learned proved indelible – from an effervescent personality to the perfect pair of shimmering pumps, glitter is good & more glitter is bettah.

Sparkle has this mysterious effect on me – my heart revs, my eyes zero-in on the reflective culprit, and the desire to steal said sparkle-making object consumes me to my very core...

Okay, okay, the stealing bit was an exaggeration, I’m not one to promote kleptomania. But for cereal, glitter maintains a special place in my heart. (quick anecdote – as a little lass, my toddler-speak for litter, as in trash, was “glitter” – that’s right, addicted from the W O M B).

Here’s a sampling of a few gems gettin their gleam on in cyberspace…



Confetti System’s multi-colored garland



Woah there – never before in my 20 short years of existence have I felt such an undeniable longing for something so entirely…. pointless? Yes, this piece is lacks function, but boy is it prettay. Still - $130 is a bit steep for a college student hankering after some pastel tissue paper…. I believe I may forsee a possible DIY for a rainy day….

Ian Sequin Blazer

Isn’t this piece an absolute RIOT?! It reminds me of the ocean… I’m trying to figure out how I can possibly justify purchasing this…. so SO not happening. So until I win the lottery or find $1,000,000 on the ground, I’ll quietly resort to day-dreaming about fantastical outfits involving this blazer.

http://www.lespommettes.com/product_info.php?products_id=3855&name=Ian%20Sequin%20Blazer

Miu Miu Glitter & Suede Bow Peep Toe Ankle Boots

MARRY ME MIU MIU.

my prayers have been answered.

in the form of a shoe.

wear these pretty peeptoes with a pair of cuffed, worn-in, light wash denim (dont get crazy here people, these arn’t capris – I’m just saying show a little ankle) and a crisp blazer for a freaking phenomenal outfit (my birthday is in over 5 months – how ridiculous organized that I already know what I’m wearing!)

And finally, one of my favorite hot new blogs, Glitterature written by my friend Chantal.
Check it out ladies, this upbeat, insightful, and forever fashionable URL promises to “add a little sparkle to your day.”

do not resist the glitter.

click. read. enjoy!












Tuesday, August 16, 2011

hello world.

Soo I’m sitting on the front porch with my bestie Grace listening to Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, desperately trying to figure out how on earth do I possibly start this thing.

do i try to be funny?

promise free baked goods to my first 10 followers? (kind of serious about this one.. homemade oreos anyone?)
just jump right in?

For cereal, this is painful. I can’t settle down with an idea that sticks! Probably because there’s too much risk involved – sound like an idiot wannabe on opening night and its game. over.

It makes me wonder how the millions of other blogs got started. I wanted to look up some “first posts” on a few of my favorite ones but psych! you have to go through every. single. one. of their following posts just to get a glimpse at the beginnings. Which is actually kind of a comfort. Because if I by some miracle last long enough in the blogosphere, it will be a major struggle for people to find&read this exquisitely awkward first post of mine.

Anyways,

yes, I am adding my little experiment of a blog to the dauntingly vast expanse of the world wide web.

and no, I have z e r o idea about how to start. or even what I’m doing.

But even if no one reads this, I kind of don’t care (and by I kind of don’t care, I mean Ireallyreallycareandwouldlovemyblogtobedevotedlyfollowedbythemassessotellyourfriends). The point is, is that there are just tubs of lovely things in this world and I need to keep track of them. This little blog thing will serve as digital haven to fill with anything and everything I want.

And I want to share it with all of you - what I encounter, what I create, what I think, and what I crave – anything that triggers that intoxicating sense of wonder. I want to share it with you like I would share it with my best friends.

That’s what I love about this whole blog culture – people who lives miles or even oceans apart can connect on a level that only a shared appreciation of cool shit can bring.

My hope is that some kindred spirit (or thousands. so again, tell your friends…. kidding… kind of…) will stumble across my humble little blog and find something – an image to drag into their inspiration file folder on their desktop, a funny anecdote to tell their friends at dinner, the knockout dress that fulfills their wildest dreams, a recipe to woo their [future?] fiancé – you get the idea. 

[audible gulp]

So here it goes.