...what I hate most? When the weather is so beautiful as it is today, then something comes along and like a puffy, dreary, miserable rain cloud... craps all over it.
Yeah. I hate those days too. Anyways, all was well this morning, when I went to volunteer at our greenhouse (which is awesome). I mixed soil and even re-potted a plant (le gasp). It sounds kind of stupid when I recap, but it was a great change of pace and pretty therapeutic... If nothing works out this summer, I think I'll try to volunteer at a local greenhouse or something. Now that's an idea!
For today's street style post, I'm featuring yet again a so-to-speak regular of the blog. She's been on it almost as much as Diana has... so they're both contending for the record space. Or they're not, but in my mind they are. I got a lovely portrait of her, but the full body was a bit out-of-focus. Lately, I've been trying to learn more about Timmy's camera, and I'm starting to move away from the sports setting and into Av or even Manual. I'm not nearly good enough for Manual though... but I have found that my photos are looking a lot better in Av...
Ugh, excuse me lately, I've been ridiculously negligent! I'll offer a short explanation as of why... I lost my microUSB and Photoshop on my computer has been acting crazy/horribly lately and it's been causing me unending amounts of stress. I'm literally posting right now because I feel like I just have to, cause I'm far from getting all of this mess sorted out! Hopefully my technological difficulties will clear up soon-nish (like, within the next hour), but until then here's some long-overdue street style!
Sorry I'm a bit of a wreck. Hope you guys like it! (I love love love her flats in combination with the skirt... and the top. And everything. Ok.)
I was updating my facebook Arts and Entertainment section the other day because I'm a loser like that, and I came to a startling and disturbing realization. Well, a few of those, actually. For one, my original "favorite book" was Ones With Pictures, which I believe is a genre of literature for the terminally inane. And while this is true, because pictures are awesome, it's also just not true and totally mis-representative. And now I feel stupid.
So I started to amend that, but then I realized that most of the quote-unquote quality literature that I've read happened before I went to college. In fact, the majority of it I read when I was 14, around the time when I had a mental awakening of sorts and started listening to good music and thinking I was the shit (I decidedly wasn't). Also, I happened to have a lot of help from the militantly elitist yet extremely informative livejournal group "thebookyoucrew," where applicants send in lists of their top 20 books and their taste in literature gets ripped to pieces by the, so-to-speak, connoisseurs of the field (no offense intended; they're very knowledgeable but a bit on the brutal side).
Right. So back on point. College is supposed to be the time your mind expands and fills itself with some essential, poignant substance. Of humanity and truth, and beauty. Or something. It's outrageous that for the one and a half year that I've been a college student, I haven't read jack shit that's supposed to make me a better person. I've tried and failed to complete Brothers of Karamazov... and of course I've read books for classes, and some cult classics a la Safran Foer, but something is still lacking. How do I fix this? So I guess I'm asking for help from readers... let me know if you have any good book recommendations. I've got Love in the Time of Cholera and Cloud Atlas on queue, but I'd love to hear from more perspectives. Should I persevere with Karamazov? Or move on to greener pastures?
Also. This is still a street style blog! I just disturbed myself today, is all.
I don't usually get close-ups, but I just liked Caitlin's scarf so much so there you go.
Love her sweater as well. The blue and yellow complement each other well.
Remember to send me some book recs if you've got any.
It's been an entire week since I've updated, I've noticed. It's not for a lack of pictures, but rather the result of my faffing around for hours to days on end and not having anything to show for it. Academically, the semester's gone great... at least, compared to last semester. However, it's done horrors on my productivity and drive to succeed... hours will literally disappear without me having realized it. So I'm in a weird state of perplexity, lacking purpose. Also, I lost my two microUSBs cause I tend to do that. But I hope you'll forgive me.
This all sounds very "first-world-problem-y," I know. So I'll cut the crap and give you something more worth your time--street style.
It's so nice to see color peeking out from under Alexander's (very classy vintage) blazer. For a while there I thought we'd all be dressing in muted blacks, grays, and creams forever.
He's got a hanky out of his pocket and everything!
Excuse the title, but that's kind of what came to mind when I saw this street style subject! I tend to like the layering of jackets, especially things that look like bulky windbreakers or bomber jackets. In some cases, more is indeed more. Plus, his plaid lining and beat up converse just serve to add to the composition! And his hat.
His friends were well-dressed too and were nice enough to pose for a picture. I forgot one of the four names, however, so I just won't say any. Oops.
Alright, well, I've been slacking on the photos lately, but this week I'll be coming back with a vengeance now that the sun's decided to show it's face again. I know I should, but it's hard to hate global warming when it delivers great Springtime weather in the middle of February.