I have been a bad blogger. No real excuse, it was Mother’s Day, finals are coming up, the dog ate my homework, you know, the usual. But, boy, do I have a treat for you. Not only is there original content, but today I show you the inside of Lily’s home. I basically followed her home and ruthlessly exploited her interior accents which she watched Friends in her living room. So thanks, Lil! This one is for you. And the next one, because did I mention this is going to be a TWO-PARTER? Thrilling stuff, man.
Stay tuned for part-duex,
Today was my one work day during spring break, so there haven’t been a lot of photographic opportunities. But worry not! The rest of this week I have actually planned things so I’ll have nice things to post. For now, please enjoy this picture of my lemon, blue jeans, and morning oatmeal.
Keep on, keeping on
Today is the first day of spring break, so I decided to do some spring cleaning. That’s what normal college kids do on spring break, right? This week I have absolutely nothing going on so I vow to shoot and post every single day. I vow it.
Anyway, these are just small things that I like. Afternoon light, lightweight cardigans, and matches, I guess. (Hint, I just thought they looked pretty)
Spring Break Forever, baby
So, I’ve kind of dropped the ball on the whole blog thing. My bad. But school, and work, and college apps (and here I thought I would never have to deal with these again) have me busy. So without further ado, I present to you my parents bathroom, aka the trendiest spot in their house. Also, obsessed with these Frye shoes. Seriously the most comfortable/stylish things I own right now (although I do get a lot of comments from moms saying they had a pair just like mine when they were my age, take that as you will). The best part about them is that I bought them when Urban was having a sale on their sale, so I got them for about $80 which is like the deal of the century.
In other news, it is basically spring here in California. Sorry, entire rest of the country, I know that whole winter thing is rough. Wish you guys could just clear that up for me so that I can enjoy my trip to Montreal and NYC that’s in two weeks (!!!). For now though, I’ll just enjoy leaving the house with only a light jacket on (bonus points to anyone who got that Miss Congeniality reference).
Spring has sprung, babe!
So yesterday morning, Audrey and I were on our way to class and we realized that San Francisco Ballet’s Gala was tonight. Gala had been sold out for at least a month, but we really wanted to go and Auds and I are can do people. So we got standing room tickets, put on our fanciest duds, and went to Gala dammit.
Gala, I swear to you, is exactly like prom for adults. Seriously, the amount of tulle and taffeta I saw was shameful. Add some plastic sugary and huge diamonds to any teenage prom movie and you get the picture. There were some more creative fashion choices (I managed to snap a pic of the woman whose outfit was inspired by owls), including one gown that had prints of her selfies all over it.
Getting into the after party was a challenge because we didn’t, in the technical sense, have tickets. But when there’s a will there’s a way, so with the combination of hiding in a lump of people and running past the ticket checker really fast, we somehow got in. Open bar and a reasonably good DJ made helped me forget how much my feet hurt (standing room tickets are actually the worst) and we danced the night away.
Gala for 30 dollars, folks. Not too shabby.
Now excuse me, I have to go ice my feet,
Oakland is closing. My Oakland store is closing. The store where I got my first ballet shoes, where I went up on pointe for the first time. I found out today, and while I was surprised I didn’t start to really feel what a loss this is until now. What hit me first was the obvious “will I need to find a new job”, but the more I think about it the more it makes me want to cry. I have spent the past seventeen years of my life coming to this store for all things dance and now it will be gone forever. A part of my childhood is being sold for 30% off, excluding shoes and hair products.
I’ve seen You’ve Got Mail about a hundred times, it’s definitely my favorite Meg Ryan/Tom Hanks flick (Sleepless in Seattle sucks). In it there’s this one email that Meg sends to Tom that so perfectly sums up what I want to say that I won’t even try to paraphrase:
People are always telling you that change is a good thing. But all they’re really saying is that something you didn’t want to happen at all… has happened. My store is closing this week. I own a store, did I ever tell you that? It’s a lovely store, and in a week it will be something really depressing, like a Baby Gap. Soon, it’ll just be a memory. In fact, someone, some foolish person, will probably think it’s a tribute to this city, the way it keeps changing on you, the way you can never count on it, or something. I know because that’s the sort of thing I’m always saying. But the truth is… I’m heartbroken.
Oakland closes in a month, and truthfully, I’m heartbroken.
Today I took a Master Class from the incredible Wendy Whelan, who I’ve written about in past Favorite Things. She is the ultimate prima of New York City Ballet, or at least she was until she retired last fall. One thing that really astounded me is how nice she was. I mean she is so talented she doesn’t have to be nice to anyone, and yet she was super sweet. Anyway, after her class, Audrey and I decided that filling our stomachs with as many carbohydrates as possible would be the best course of action. And that means breakfast for lunch. So good. To put the cherry on top, I stopped my my parents to pick up a package (to be discussed in a later post) when I came across my old school portraits and some old glamour photos my mom did back in the late 80’s which are supremely hilarious, but also make me jealous of her hotness.
Happy Tuesday to you,