imagine this scenario… day one of classes my bag is neatly organized filled with all of my essentials, as you can see in the picture above. by week two or three my bag is either completely overstuffed and causing me back problems or it’s totally underpacked and i’m missing a water bottle or a notebook or even the key to my apartment (not good). currently i’m at the stage where my bag is stocked and i have everything i need, but who knows how much longer that will last. for the time being, these are a few of the things i keep in my school bag:
my favorite planner (i go back to it year after year) // the best notebooks i’ve used // my favorite pens // my go-to breakfast when i’m racing to class // the best perfume to use throughout the day // this water bottle is a godsend // portable chargers are always necessary // the keychain that keeps me from getting locked out // my favorite natural lip product in madeira (and it’s moisturizing too, which is a win)
i’m back at georgetown for my senior year… seriously when did that happen? more than just when, but how? it seemed like yesterday it was the summer before my freshman year of college and i was making my way through every episode of “sex and the city”, imagining how i wanted my life to be. i had this scenario of how i thought everything was going to be and how i wanted to channel different characters as i started off this whole new chapter. i know, i know, such a cliché, but it’s what to be expected from someone like me. now that i’m in my last first semester and in my senior year i don’t really know where the time went. the girl who was watching “sex and the city” before starting georgetown seems like a totally different person than who i am today and i’m more than okay with that. i may have had this idea of what i wanted my college life to be like and some of it came true and some of it was different than i expected and so far i love how it worked out. there have been ups and downs (especially this past summer) and every moment has made me who i am. yes that last line sounds like something you’d read on a hallmark card, but i love cheesy lines and it couldn’t be more true. so here i am starting my senior year and watching the series finale of satc as i write this blog post, which seems very fitting, and i decided to finish up with a very cheesy carrie line… “as we drive along this road called life, occasionally a gal will find herself a little lost. and when that happens, i guess she has to let go of the could, shoulda, woulda, buckle up and just keep going.”
yesterday when i heard that robin williams died, i was so shocked and saddened by the news. he’s someone that has created such good memories for not only me, but so many people, but the fact he was hurting so much is what really gets me. this summer i lost someone very close to me, and it’s a loss i’ve been trying to deal with everyday. words are something i struggle to come up with when i think about this person who is so blatantly missing from my life, and i think it’s because i still can’t believe that she’s missing. the fact that she’s even missing sucks, and “sucks” is really one of the only words that i can come up with. this is something i wasn’t going to originally share on here, but my absence for the last few months was because i didn’t feel like writing for a while. how could i write something that had nothing to do with what i was feeling? i just couldn’t. so when i found out robin williams died i went online and watched one of his clips from dead poets society (one of my favorite movies) and one of my favorite movie scenes, the “oh captain, my captain” scene. if you haven’t seen it, i recommend you do. it’s something that stays with you long after it’s over, and the same goes for the actual poem that inspired this scene. i’ve been watching this amongst other videos from robin williams, and before i went to sleep last night i saw that his daughter posted something on twitter. it’s from the little prince and it seems to capture the words that i have been at a loss to find for the past few months. when i think of my aunt, my godmother, my friend, and someone who felt like my second mom, and feel sadness at the realization that she’s no longer physically here, this is what i am going to think of. although she may be gone, she isn’t truly gone. i don’t believe that. i know she’s here, and i know she’s with me, just as i know there are an infinite number of stars in the sky and she is in every one of them.
“you- you alone will have the stars as no one else has them. in one of the stars, i shall be living. in one of them, i shall be laughing. and so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night. you – only you – will have stars that can laugh.” – the little prince
so… here i am! i’m back after a long, long absence. the longest i’ve ever taken on this site actually, but all for good reason. after coming home for my junior year the the best way to explain my “pause” in blogging is that life got in the way. no matter how much i love blogging and working on this site i needed a break. the whole point is that blogging is supposed to be something you love doing and i feel like i lost that love for a little while. that sounds so dramatic and i’m not trying to be dramatic at all (even though i’m a dramatic person) but i needed to get excited about blogging again. i have so many blog post ideas saved up and pictures waiting to be posted, but never got around to posting them. all i have to say is that’s going to change now. there have been so many times where i’ve taken a break with this blog and come back, but this time my “return” is really going to stick. for everyone who follows me i’m going to ramble on and on just like i usually do, but this time it will be with a lot more frequency. i was going to try to come up with some kind of cheesy joke to finish this all off, but i couldn’t really think of anything… so instead i’m going to cut myself off here and keep it plain and simple: “see” you guys soon (a.k.a like tomorrow)
if any of you happen to be fans of the breakfast club, then you may or may not know that yesterday was the 30th anniversary of this group’s fateful meeting. since i’m kind of obsessed with this movie and can watch it repeatedly, i figured i’d kick off this post with the ending scene, because watching it makes me feel like everything is right in the world.
fun fact: i love elvis. i don’t know how or why, but i just do, even though no one else in my family does… so this buzzfeed article may or may not have had me freaking out a little bit.
LOVE this whole entire look.
do i have a reason to wear this dress? not really… will i get this dress? probably not. do i want it? 100% yes.
this collaboration between jimmy fallon and billy joel is pure perfection.
this trick to getting a great high ponytail is on point.
counting down the days until i can go back to this restaurant, one of my favorites in the city.
this song is my current obsession, and if you haven’t listened to augustines (formerly we are augustines) i recommend you do.
i’m all about those buzzfeed quizzes, so when they released a friday night lights version i was all over it. it was posted a while ago, but it’s too good not to include. i got tami taylor (hallelujah) and my brother got tim riggins, so i’d say it’s pretty accurate.
once i finish my current vegan diet (which i’ll talk about later) i will basically be on a baking and cooking frenzy, and this dip will without a doubt be made.
THIS MOVIE CANNOT COME OUT SOONER.
i’ll admit i’ve been gone for a while, over two weeks, which in the blogging world is basically like eternity. i have a good explanation for my absence though, and if you remember from an earlier post i did, i was away on spring break doing something a little different… last week was spent road tripping between louisiana and mississippi, visiting places like new orleans, natchez, baton rouge, breaux bridge, and mowata. i hadn’t heard of half of these places before i went on this trip, but now i love them. first things first i set really high expectations for spring break, and the trip definitely lived up to it. coming from long island i was expecting the south to be totally different, and it was, but in the best way possible.
from the first day of break we ate a lot of food, and all of it was good. i love seafood so i was excited, but i had no idea what i was in for… let me just say if you’ve never had crawfish please do, because it was life changing. i also ate alligator sausage, which was one of the most delicious things i’ve ever had in my life, and the same goes for boudin (look up the pronunciation, i totally butchered it). we spent time exploring new orleans, especially the french quarter, which was unlike anything else i’ve ever been to… the same goes for bourbon street, which i thought was wild when we went out, but was actually considered quiet or calm by new orleans standards. natchez is a historic city in mississippi that has gorgeous antebellum homes, a great mexican restaurant, and a saloon that dates back to the days of mark twain to name a few things. the under the hill saloon was right next to the mississippi river, and when you walked in you felt like you were going back in time… not to mention they had a foosball table so i was more than a fan (if you’re ever in natchez, you have to go). after natchez we went to breaux bridge, crawfish capital of the world and hometown of my boy, hunter hayes. that night we stayed in an actual cabin on the bayou and went to a cajun pig roast. there was a live band and white lights strung throughout the trees… basically by the end of the night i felt like i was in some sort of nicholas sparks movie. the next morning we got up and went to another town in louisiana and experienced crawfish and rice farming, which was made complete by actually getting on the crawfish boat, picking our own crawfish to eat, cooking it on the spot, and even taking my first tractor ride.
i’ve condensed this a LOT, because i could honestly go on and on… to sum it all up though, if i could write a love letter to the south it would go a little like this:
i love you, i love you, and i’ll be back as soon as i can.
(so dramatic, i know)
in about two weeks i’ll be heading down south for a very special kind of spring break: a true southern road trip. we’re starting off in new orleans, and driving throughout mississippi and louisana. being from new york i already know that this experience will be very different from long island life… something along the lines of “toto, i don’t think we’re in kansas anymore.” anyways, as you guys most likely know by this point i like to imagine what music we’ll be listening to while driving from place to place (i’m thinking something that resembles a combo of johnny cash and indie rock), what i’ll be wearing (and whether or not it has the right “vibe”… no, but really), and what will make the final packing list. so as i prepare for the southern sunshine there are a few things that need to be taken care of, specifically the whole sunglasses situation. last year after a particularly rowdy day at school my trusty aviators went missing, and although i replaced them i’ve been looking for a new pair since in the hopes of trying something different. this is where warby parker. if you have not heard of warby parker yet, i highly suggest you look them up; the concept is that you can have five types of glasses (sun or optical) sent to you to try on for free. i am the first to admit i can get a little crazy about details, i mean look at my posts on gathering photos, so this whole arrangement is great. so when i started looking through the spring 2014 collection i found a pair that i may or may not have fallen in love with, and these little babies are on their way to good ol’ georgetown for me to test out (fingers crossed they look good). if i could define the reilly’s i think it would be a combination of classic but fun, and more than capable of holding their own on a whirlwind southern adventure. so while i keep on planning (and keep you guys updated) here is my visual (and audio) inspiration for the time being.
*thank you to warby parker for the opportunity to write this post! all opinions are my own (if you couldn’t tell from my rambling)*
- go into the game with some football knowledge. first things first, please know what teams are playing on sunday. that’s something that i shouldn’t have to say, but i am, just in case. if you are unaware of who is playing, can fill you in… the denver broncos and the seattle seahawks. also having some idea of football terms and logistics will go a long way, so this guide will provide you with the help you need.
- deliver the goods. this sounds like a drug deal, and i swear it’s not. if you’re going to a party, bring something! it doesn’t have to be anything fancy, but the super bowl is one of the best days during the year (in addition to thanksgiving) to eat a ton of food and drink a lot of beer. if you want to impress your fellow football viewers, here are a few simple recipes that look delicious: one, two, three.
- get your game day look. if you’re rooting for a team, rep their gear. if you don’t have a team, embrace some jeans and a comfy top. i’m currently deciding between wearing my friday night lights shirt or a football jersey-style shirt i have. decisions, decisions. you’ll be eating, and possibly jumping up and down (whether it’s for good/bad reasons), and you’ll need to be wearing clothes that let you move (and breathe after eating one too many doritos).
- check out the commercials. some of this year’s commercials for the super bowl have started trickling in, and they are great. i love watching the game, but the commercials are great too, and it’s something I always look forward to. anna kendrick is great in this ad, budweiser has already debuted two commercials (one and two), which may or may not have made me cry, and bud light’s commercial is straight out of someone’s wildest dreams.
- enjoy it. it’s as simple as that. for those of us who don’t have their team playing, it may be slightly more enjoyable because of the missing stress that comes from having your team play, but still. tomorrow is just one of those days that many look forward to, whether it’s for the game, the food, or even the commercials. happy super bowl 48! (and p.s. go broncos)
i have a tumblr and sometimes going through my dashboard becomes a highly selective process. i’ll like a photo, and save it for later knowing it’ll look better on my page at a different point in time. thoughts run through my head, like “i can’t reblog a photo of this outfit, because i did a fashion photo a minute earlier”, and so on and so forth. i get into this groove, and it makes me feel like an artistic genius, which is far from the truth. i am a creative person, and i wish i could do photography, but it’s something i haven’t tried (except for my instagram, which makes me feel like annie liebovitz at times, all thanks to filters). since i’m not a photographer, i’d like to consider myself to be a curator. when i say curator i mean i gather photos i love, and group them together all over my desktop waiting for a reason to use them. one of those times is now… i was on a black and white photograph kick recently and it got a little bit crazy for a while. as soon as february gets closer i know there will be another “gathering time.” to me it’s fun and even relaxing… there’s something about putting photos together that reminds me of solving a puzzle, certain ones fit and others don’t, but in the end you have to make it work. i’m totally making something that’s not a big deal into an artistic process, but as the saying goes, “imma do me.”