Lost in Translation

Blooper Pic: Of course, I was trying to mimic a linebacker - that had always been my intent. :P

Tonight my younger siblings had their siblings had their annual Christmas concert. I tried for a festive outfit of green and red, partly because 'tis the season, and partly because I hardly ever wear this green blazer (seriously, I don't know what I was thinking when I purchased it).

Costa Blanca scarf
Costa Blanca t-shirt
Ebay Red cinch Belt
??? Green Blazer (don't ask me where I got the damn thing - I've had it since high school :P)

Fun fact: my brother and sister go a French-Catholic school, meaning 95% of the performances were conducted for the benefit of the Francophone ear. That didn't pose too much of a problem (when you've heard 12 Days of Christmas in one language, you've basically heard them all), save for one particular act involving an unfamiliarsong. My reaction?

Me: ...why is that kid wearing a chicken for a hat?...why does that kid have an afro?....why are there aliens?...what is this I don't even....

Due to time restraints, the performance was cut short - good thing, too; I was about 30 seconds from succumbing to a brain aneurysm out of sheer confusion.

It's times like this I wish I wasn't an ignorant monolinguist.

Also, I'm discovering an interesting side-effect of making a fashion blog: it makes you increasingly vain.

O_O

:D

Happy holidays, everyone.

Back From the Dead

'Tis the season to...aww, who cares...? :P

Nope. I have no good reason for not updating this blog in 9 months. I'm just lazy as hell.


I figure even if I'm the only person who reads this blog, at least it gives me an opportunity to see what works and what doesn't. I'm all for self-improvement.



This is what I wore to a swap meet on a Saturday morning. I didn't buy anything (cheapskate that I am), but I did see a nice set of pashmina shawls that I mulled over. REAL CASHMERE (at least, that's what the vendor said).

Red Belt - Ebay
Turqoise Sweater - Sirens (I think - I can't remember ;P)
Headband/Scarf - Walmart
Jeans - Guess?
Earrings - ??? (from vendor at a festival)

Later that night, this is what I wore to my work's Christmas Party. Last year I came late and by myself, so after I scrambled to find a seat, I was in "deer-caught-in-the-headlights" mode for a good 3 hours. This year I was a little smarter: I came early and brought a friend, so at least I had someone to talk to. The food was...meh...but all in all, it was an improvement on the fiasco last December.

Black Sweater/Tights - Walmart
Dress - Felix
Shoes - Pay-less
Coconut Earrings/Flower Necklace/Purse - Gifted from Grandma in the Bahamas

I also won a bottle of wine as a door prize - now I don't need to buy Mom a present!

Went to the Mall

I haven't posted anything in a while, so...


Went to the mall today.

Didn't buy anything, but had a nice lunch.

My Chapters gift card wouldn't work, and that made me sad.


BUT...I did get my earrings in the mail that I bought from Etsy. So all's well that ends well, I guess.

My First Fashion Post

Blooper pic: OMG, look at this idiot. She has her eyes closed during the shot.

So, I watched the Grammys last night. It sucked (what's new?).

I guess if I'm going to call this my fashion blog, I should offer some fashion. So here is a brief intro into my personal style:

Greetings, Earthlings. I come in peace...in a wrinkled Police t-shirt

This is the first photo that I took for my blog. This is my casual wear for walking around town.


This next picture is one I took yesterday. I was going to a local concert, and I was going for a "kinda-dressed-up-but-not-to-the-point-where-I'm-trying-too-hard" sorta look. Notice the giant green bead necklace: I bought that about 2 years ago, and to my knowledge it's the first time I ever wore the darn thing.

*Sigh*

I actually just took this photo today. This is what I wore when my dad and I were going to eat lunch at a buffet.

This one....didn't quite come out the way that I had planned. I guess the lighting was poor; couple that with our urgency to leave and my jacked-up hairstyle, and you got yourself a solid 4.3/10 photograph. This one definitely this one needs a do-over.

I'll try to be more frequent with these style-logs in the future.

University Sucks: The Redux

As of about 6:00 PM yesterday evening, I discovered that I had not, in fact, horribly failed the four courses I took in the fall.

I use that bit of information to rationalize that while I did not have my best term, I at least performed to the minimal capacity required to fulfill my credits.

In other words, I am now eligible to graduate.

...

That word, that phrase, that CONCEPT - it just all seems too foreign for my feeble little mind to comprehend. Just four years ago, I stared in anguish at abyssmal first semester marks, experiencing Hell on Earth in the form of shame, humiliation, defeat, failure....and a myriad of other emotions that made me contemplate if suicide was, in fact, painless.

I've changed my major twice. I've changed my career goal twice. I've dredged through some of the most dull lectures, some of the most (for lack of a better term) balls-breakingly difficult labs that spanned an unforgiving 3 hours.

I like to joke that it took me four years to learn that I officially and unequivocally despise science.

My parents still want me to pursue a career in the medical field. Not doctor, mind you - just a position in a field that the Baby Boomers will dramatically alter as they begin to retire and require further care. My mother blindly insists that I consider Ultrasound - which is an excellent and honorable profession - but she neglects to understand that:

a) I have no interest in Ultrasound,

b) Physics is required, and after undergrad I vowed to never again subject myself to that....subject,

and most importantly of all,
c) it requires more education, something that my mentally-taxed brain and sensitive, fiscally-raped assets can no longer endure (at least for the time being).

So now my mother has decided to disown me, since I can no longer reliably provide her with a comfortable retirement consisting of weekly cheques in the five-figure range. Quelle dommage.

I've other siblings, though. Perhaps one will become a doctor or lawyer and properly fulfill their duty of fealty to our parents.

Not me, however. From the looks of things, I'll enjoy a bright future as a struggling freelance writer that moonlights as an amateur porn actress, only to marry a wealthy (but physically and morally repugnant) middle-aged man who will gladly fund my eventual Vicodin addiction in exchange for kinky public sex....that is, until I refuse and suffer a nervous breakdown, only to be found curled up in a delapidated and soggy cardboard box, dead at the ripe old age of 29.

I can't wait.

Happy New Year!

Oh, that's right. I have a blog.

I decided to finally put this thing to good use. And since this is the first day of the first year of the new decade, no time like the present.

I guess I should kick things off with...something completely irrelevant.

Story of my life.