I know from my little "stats" button that I do have more than a handful of people who read my words here. I need you all to break the silence because I have a very important question that needs a concrete answer.
I need shoes for a trip to North Carolina. I brought sensible, canvas flats last time... they got soaked and sopping wet in my first hour on the ground. It appears that it rains in other parts of the country.
So what does this shoe-hating, toes-get-crushed-but-heel-slides-out, would-rather-die-than-wear-ugly-shoes SoCal girl wear on her feet for such a trip?
Help?
21 January 2014
Fluff
I don't have any great post subjects in my mind at the moment, so here are a few random updates for my blog readers.
1) I am tired of being fat. So is my mother. So we started Weight Watchers! Every person I have said this too shakes their head and says "you're not fat!," but I feel fat. And it is definitely true that I weigh more than I should. So there. I've lost 10 pounds in 8 days (water weight) and I am excited to feel healthy and trim. It's been so long since I've felt good about how I look and I'm looking forward to that becoming a reality.
2) I want to write a book. I want to do that full time, get published, and sell many copies of my book. About what, you ask? Everything. Absolutely everything. (and every publisher in the world responds, "narrow it down.")
3) After a traumatic lost-in-the-mail camera episode, I bit the bullet and bought a new camera. Well, refurbished, really. I'm so excited to take photos and share them with you all! It should be here on Thursday if UPS is able to deliver it safely to my loving arms.
4) Sherlock Holmes BBC is an obsession. I am o b s e s s e d. I watched the first episode on Sunday night and couldn't sleep at all afterwards because I was still so excited about it. The episode was full of many good lines, but one of my favorites was this
Mary, "Oh no. You're..."
SH, "Yes."
Mary, "Oh my God."
SH, "Not quite."
5) Agents of SHIELD is my other obsession. I'm even making scrapbook layouts about it. Help me.
6) I am distinctly green with envy of Stephanie Howell's European adventures. Check out her instagram. It will take your breath away.
That's what's up with me in my life. What's up with you in yours?
xo
1) I am tired of being fat. So is my mother. So we started Weight Watchers! Every person I have said this too shakes their head and says "you're not fat!," but I feel fat. And it is definitely true that I weigh more than I should. So there. I've lost 10 pounds in 8 days (water weight) and I am excited to feel healthy and trim. It's been so long since I've felt good about how I look and I'm looking forward to that becoming a reality.
2) I want to write a book. I want to do that full time, get published, and sell many copies of my book. About what, you ask? Everything. Absolutely everything. (and every publisher in the world responds, "narrow it down.")
3) After a traumatic lost-in-the-mail camera episode, I bit the bullet and bought a new camera. Well, refurbished, really. I'm so excited to take photos and share them with you all! It should be here on Thursday if UPS is able to deliver it safely to my loving arms.
4) Sherlock Holmes BBC is an obsession. I am o b s e s s e d. I watched the first episode on Sunday night and couldn't sleep at all afterwards because I was still so excited about it. The episode was full of many good lines, but one of my favorites was this
Mary, "Oh no. You're..."
SH, "Yes."
Mary, "Oh my God."
SH, "Not quite."
5) Agents of SHIELD is my other obsession. I'm even making scrapbook layouts about it. Help me.
6) I am distinctly green with envy of Stephanie Howell's European adventures. Check out her instagram. It will take your breath away.
That's what's up with me in my life. What's up with you in yours?
xo
14 January 2014
TAC Fashion: Impacting Hollywood
Dress code is a curious thing. It's meant to keep people within certain bounds in their fashion choices. (Women, cover your knees!) Unfortunately, the fashion industry does not design clothes that fall within the same parameters. (Ralph Lauren doesn't measure his straps in ladies' finger widths).
So the women of TAC are forced to get creative. Every female student has a ready supply of tank tops, in a whole rainbow of colors, ready to be coordinated (or, in some cases, not-so-coordinated) with our off-the-rack possessions. People buy skirts intended to be worn underneath other skirts or dresses to make them meet the length requirement. Another necessity is an assortment of cardigans to cover up cap sleeves or (scandal!) spaghetti straps.
The resulting ensembles were occasionally (to my mind) ridiculous. We would occasionally head to LA for operas or concerts, sporting our unique creations. On campus, throwing a t-shirt under a dress was perfectly normal. When contrasted with the outfits of the general populous, they struck me as silly.
Apparently they struck some other important people as well - but not as silly. They seem to have left a distinct impression on two of the biggest-name designers in the fashion industry. Here are two TAC-like outfits worn by super famous, fashionable ladies.
First up is Mischa Barton of OC fame. Mischa played Marissa, and in her role she was a fashion idol for teenage girls everywhere in the mid-2000s, particularly in Southern California where the weather allows for her summery outfits.
In Season 1 of the hit-show, we see Marissa Cooper wearing a dress by Chanel to an important Christmas party. It is, essentially, a short strapless dress with a wide-sleeved, high-necked tank top under the top and a white pencil skirt under the bottom. Really, you can't get much more TAC-chic than that!
For a slightly more mature look (proving that you can wear TAC-inspired fashions well into your forties), I present Julia Robert's Golden Globe 2014 ensemble. This Dolce and Gabbana gown is simply stunning. And she's wearing a basic white button-down shirt underneath it. Kudos to Ms. Roberts for being able to wearing an office shirt under a lovely dress without making the dress look like a big, baggy, shapeless, hot mess. She rocks this look. I guess when you're this gorgeous you can get away with such innovation.
So while TACers desire to impact the culture with their philosophical and theological prowess (tongue-in-cheek comment, guys, don't freak out), it appears that we have impacted culture in a very different way.
So the women of TAC are forced to get creative. Every female student has a ready supply of tank tops, in a whole rainbow of colors, ready to be coordinated (or, in some cases, not-so-coordinated) with our off-the-rack possessions. People buy skirts intended to be worn underneath other skirts or dresses to make them meet the length requirement. Another necessity is an assortment of cardigans to cover up cap sleeves or (scandal!) spaghetti straps.
The resulting ensembles were occasionally (to my mind) ridiculous. We would occasionally head to LA for operas or concerts, sporting our unique creations. On campus, throwing a t-shirt under a dress was perfectly normal. When contrasted with the outfits of the general populous, they struck me as silly.
Apparently they struck some other important people as well - but not as silly. They seem to have left a distinct impression on two of the biggest-name designers in the fashion industry. Here are two TAC-like outfits worn by super famous, fashionable ladies.
First up is Mischa Barton of OC fame. Mischa played Marissa, and in her role she was a fashion idol for teenage girls everywhere in the mid-2000s, particularly in Southern California where the weather allows for her summery outfits.
In Season 1 of the hit-show, we see Marissa Cooper wearing a dress by Chanel to an important Christmas party. It is, essentially, a short strapless dress with a wide-sleeved, high-necked tank top under the top and a white pencil skirt under the bottom. Really, you can't get much more TAC-chic than that!
For a slightly more mature look (proving that you can wear TAC-inspired fashions well into your forties), I present Julia Robert's Golden Globe 2014 ensemble. This Dolce and Gabbana gown is simply stunning. And she's wearing a basic white button-down shirt underneath it. Kudos to Ms. Roberts for being able to wearing an office shirt under a lovely dress without making the dress look like a big, baggy, shapeless, hot mess. She rocks this look. I guess when you're this gorgeous you can get away with such innovation.
So while TACers desire to impact the culture with their philosophical and theological prowess (tongue-in-cheek comment, guys, don't freak out), it appears that we have impacted culture in a very different way.
07 January 2014
Memory Lane Was Killed
My brother and I tried to go for a nostalgic hike today. We were aiming for a trail that was the first southern California trail we ever hiked upon.
We walked and walked.
And searched and searched.
We spent a very long time outside, cutting through dead brush in search of a trail. We even ended up on a leveled area that we surmised to be the location of a future house.
We finally saw it. The Memory Lane of hiking trails, winding up the hill. But there is no way to get to it.
We tried several angles of approach, hoping that the new houses hadn't completely eliminated access to the old haunt. But alas, it was not to be.
So we sat on some rocks instead.
We walked and walked.
And searched and searched.
We spent a very long time outside, cutting through dead brush in search of a trail. We even ended up on a leveled area that we surmised to be the location of a future house.
We finally saw it. The Memory Lane of hiking trails, winding up the hill. But there is no way to get to it.
We tried several angles of approach, hoping that the new houses hadn't completely eliminated access to the old haunt. But alas, it was not to be.
So we sat on some rocks instead.
05 January 2014
New Year, New Post
Day five of the new year. It's sunny and bright. It is cold for here, though. I wore boots and tights to Mass this morning. I'm still wearing the tights, but now they're covered by sweat pants. The dress has been exchanged for a big hoodie. I've had one cup of coffee. I don't need another cup. I may have one anyway.
The Chargers are playing their first playoff game. I wonder if it will be their last.
It's a new year. A new year. What am I going to do about it?
Breathe.
I'm going to breathe. I'm going to breathe first, and talk second. I'm going to breathe before I act. I'm going to make myself slow down.
Let go.
I'm going to let go of the worry. The stress. The panic. The fretting about what other people think. I'm going to do my job at work, nothing more, nothing less. I'm going to let go of the desire to be perfect - I can't - and now won't - be everyone's perfect girl.
Jump in.
Pick up both feet off the ground and jump. Don't be scared. Not of myself. Not of other people. I will find that courage that I have somewhere inside.
Lean.
On God. I need to lean on Him. I need to talk to Him more. I need to thank Him more. I need to let Him keep me company. I need to let Him in. I need to let Him help me... not that He doesn't already, because He does, but I need to see when and how He is helping me and be grateful for it. I need to accept that it's happening, moment to moment.
Happy Sunday, lovelies.
The Chargers are playing their first playoff game. I wonder if it will be their last.
It's a new year. A new year. What am I going to do about it?
Breathe.
I'm going to breathe. I'm going to breathe first, and talk second. I'm going to breathe before I act. I'm going to make myself slow down.
Let go.
I'm going to let go of the worry. The stress. The panic. The fretting about what other people think. I'm going to do my job at work, nothing more, nothing less. I'm going to let go of the desire to be perfect - I can't - and now won't - be everyone's perfect girl.
Jump in.
Pick up both feet off the ground and jump. Don't be scared. Not of myself. Not of other people. I will find that courage that I have somewhere inside.
Lean.
On God. I need to lean on Him. I need to talk to Him more. I need to thank Him more. I need to let Him keep me company. I need to let Him in. I need to let Him help me... not that He doesn't already, because He does, but I need to see when and how He is helping me and be grateful for it. I need to accept that it's happening, moment to moment.
Happy Sunday, lovelies.
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