I’m super stoked about doing my second “happy things” because I’m finally in London and I have soooo much stuff to share with you!
For now, I’m only going to share my happy things, but when I get back from London expect a really long, detailed London post (or two). I’m having the best time here making friends and exploring London. Not to be too cheesy here, but London is very serendipitous. Also, most of the pictures aren’t great because they were taken on my iPhone, but you get the idea. I’ll have better pictures later, but for now I’m just too antsy to edit!
Can you tell I’m a little excited?
I’m kind of really excited!!!
Here are my happy things for the week:
What you see here is me in the midst of utter joy, because I was standing right in front of Big Ben. Also the London Eye. I’m so in love with it that I actually want to go back just to get more pictures like this. No, I don’t have a problem. Not one that I’m willing to admit to anyways.
This bakery & coffee shop is called Bloomsbury Coffee House. It’s pretty close to my dorm, so after class I decided to stop by and grab a coffee. They really know what they’re doing, and I will be visiting again. I plan on writing a review of the coffee shops I visit while I’m in London, but for now just look at this cute little set up they have going.
Gelato!!! Just go to Scoop if you’re in London. Okay? Just do it.
I got amaretto and pistachio. I almost always get nutty “old-people” flavors. It’s actually a joke in my family.
This demo version of “You Only Live Once” by The Strokes. I actually like this version a *little* better, but don’t tell anyone. I’m posting this because I SAW THE STROKES LAST NIGHT AND IT WAS PRETTY MUCH THE BEST THING THAT’S EVER HAPPENED TO ME.
But that’s a story for another day.
For now, have a lovely weekend, and I will update you soon, soon, soon!
It’s warm in Reno! Officially. I wore a sundress. No givsies backsies.
Aside from the fact that I’ve been stuck inside everyday in a 3 week Labor Economics class, I’ve been really enjoying my summer so far with BBQs and bike rides. I’ve yet to make it to Tahoe (stomach flu is out to get me), but I will be there this weekend no matter what!
Catch ya girl on the beach with an iced tea in her hand.
Or something that sounds a little cooler…?
Also, I have some very very very veryyyyyyyy exciting news. I will be studying for a month this summer in London through my university! I’m so excited to explore the city and post fun little things I do on SSL.
I’m going to get so British guys.
Anyways, since I’ll probably be busy with my studies and traveling around London, I want to start a weekly post where I list a few cool things I come upon throughout the week. This could be a piece of art at a museum, a fun outfit I wear, a nice meal, a new song/video I find, a great cup of coffee, or anything else that I love. Basically my “happy things”, which is something that I actually think about, but have never expressed in writing. Since I believe that happiness is unlimited, I will not have a set number of happy things that I post about. If I happen to have 10, then I will write about 10. If I have 2, then the same.
And of course, I will write a few regular posts when I can (except for recipes, because I won’t have kitchen access).
If anyone has some recommendations for London or Paris please please please tell me! I’m looking for some fun, local things to do once I get tired of tourist attractions. So far, I’m seeing The Strokes and that’s about my whole plan.
I don’t know if you’ve noticed but in many parts of the country, it’s very pretty and springy with warm, breezy weather that makes you crave popsicles and want to wear nothing but flowy, pastel colored dresses. Unless you’re in Reno. No, if you’re in Reno, it’s sweater weather with rain and gusts of wind.
While I really appreciate the sweater weather with rain, I do not appreciate the wind whatsoever. Although the wind makes me very, very sad, the Sierra Nevadas are getting some much needed snow/rain which is really exciting. Also, it makes it much easier to be inside taking a three week labor economics course. (However, I really can’t complain because my professor is this cute retired old man that is definitely a feminist, wears oxfords every day, and claims he “gets off on economics”).
While I was in Vegas over the weekend, the weather was sunny and averaged in the 70s, so my brother and I decided to go downtown in Las Vegas and snap a few pics. By downtown Las Vegas, I mean old downtown, not The Strip!
This was our first time being down there. It’s kind of funny how you can live somewhere your whole life, and never see some of its best parts until you move away.
This is my little brother in front of a coffee shop sign I fell in love with at The Container Park. Hi Garrett.
Pants: RSQ T-shirt: H&M Bag: Vintage Necklace: Old Belt: Old Shoes: Audrey Brooke
*Thanks to my brother for taking many of these pictures <3*
My spring break was last week two weeks ago, but I’m just now getting to posting about it because I’m busy and in college because I spent my weekend getting tattooed, working, and volunteering at the art museum.
(So I’m not a total shit.)
But anyways…the title pretty much explains it all. My spring break included watching a whole season of Friends and hanging out with some aunts and cousins in Napa and San Francisco.
A whole bunch of candid photos of myself and some random pics of San Fran is pretty much what you can expect of this post. Someday I’ll get back to blogging like a real blogger (probably when my geography test this week is over and I don’t have to stress about that).
My aunt and I drove from her house in Napa Valley (where I spent the first few days of my spring break) to San Francisco. We ended up at Flax, which is the coolest art store I’ve ever been to. If you’re ever in San Fran and really like art stuff, you need to go to Flax. You have to!
Their stamp selection alone is worth a visit.
(Yes I just got really excited about stamps.)
(Yes, I’m still single.)
Then we went to a few little shops around the block…..
And then we ended up at Sight Glass.
Which was my haven. (I could almost hear “Smelly Cat” walking through the door…)
Seriously though, just leave me here with a few pairs of oxfords and some of my favorite CDs and I’ll be the happiest girl in the world.
(Sight Glass. Thank you for your amazing coffee and amazing boys. Also, thanks to the super nice employee who geeked out about coffee with me, gave me coffee bags, and kept his judgments to himself. You’re a swell guy).
Next was lunch at The Rotunda in Neiman Marcus.
I literally ate a cheese plate for lunch.
(Now accepting applications for boys who enjoy stamps, coffee, Friends and cheese. And girls who wear overalls…)
Chinatown was the next stop. I heart Chinatown.
Nothing makes me happier than doing touristy stuff in San Francisco. Even if I move here someday, I will probably spend my weekends in Chinatown.
And at Mocca. A must stop lunch place if you’re ever in town.
Get the turkey sandwich with brie and cranberries. Get iiiiiiit.
Remember the episode of Friends where Monica gives Ross her last leftover Thanksgiving sandwich? The one with the “moist maker” in between? The turkey sandwich at Mocca is a fancy version of that sandwich.
Also there’s no “moist maker”.
Which is fine with me.
Random hallway in Chinatown.
For my trip, I decided to wear my new (old) thrifted plum-colored velvet dress. It’s a new fave, and it looked great with my grey sweater. (SF is chilly!)
Thanks for reading my weird post about San Francisco, my clothes, and way too many Friends references.
What’s your favorite place?
*Song of the Day: I Left my Heart in San Francisco–Tony Bennett
Today (tonight) (at midnight) I will be talking to you about bodies!
Mostly your body (or my body in my case) and insecurities and confidence.
But first, about these pictures……
I decided that I wanted some updated piano pictures of me. The only ones I have are old, and since playing piano (and music in general) is a huge passion of mine, I wanted some for general uses.
As for my outfit: I decided to stage the pictures to look how I would in every day life. Generally, if I’m at home, I’m wearing comfortable clothing. I especially love sweaters, socks, leggings, flannels, etc. Hence the sweater and socks. I also decided to keep my piano how it looks like if you walk into my house. I decorated it a little differently than I normally do, but this is what my life looks like on an average day.
(I also tried pictures with nothing on my piano, which turned out pretty boring.)
Now on to bodies! While taking these pictures, I was kind of nervous. 1. My hair was a mess and kind of wavy from having it in a ponytail all night. 2. My makeup was not as perfect as I would normally like for pictures, and 3. I wasn’t sure if the outfit would end up looking like I was trying too hard to be “sexy” (you know, in that way you see girls looking on the Urban Outfitters website like they’re so nonchalantly sitting in a meadow or something wearing a t-shirt and their underwear). I was worried that having thigh high socks on with really short shorts would seem slutty, or if I would be judged by others based on my looks. I’m not a model, after all.
In addition to be worried about my hair/makeup/outfit, I was worried about my body. Under no circumstances have I ever felt that I am overweight, or thought that I had anything truly wrong with my body.
But like most people, I have wanted to change some things about my body. I have wanted my legs to be longer and my midsection to be curvier. My body in general to be curvier. I have wanted to be taller, bigger boobs, prettier skin, skinnier thighs. Even though I am small, I have still had insecurities.
Every time I have expressed these, I always get things like, “But you’re so skinny!” “You’re so little!” “You’re like, what, 100 pounds?”
And while all of those things are true (because I am naturally that way), I still have had insecurities about my body. There seems to be this misunderstanding that being small/skinny/little means we do not have insecurities. But being small/skinny/little oftentimes means having no boobs/butt/curves. It oftentimes means that we have bodies similar to that of 13 year old girls.
And listening to somebody complain about their flaws they have for themselves while undermining the flaws I have for myself is a little bit annoying.
And while taking these pictures, all I could think was, “Will these look okay?” Because I knew that I would not look like those models on the internet, whose legs go on forever. Who have meticulously applied eyeliner and mascara to look like they aren’t wearing any at all. Whose hair is perfectly tousled because they “woke up like this”.
But when I actually took a look at the pictures, I didn’t care at all.
Because I loved how I looked in the photos. I loved my wavy hair. I loved that my body looked like mine. I loved how my legs didn’t go on forever, and my sweater was baggy, and my makeup wasn’t perfect. Because I’m not a model.
I love how if any of you were to see me in real person, you would still recognize me from these pictures.
For the last year or so, I have become so incredibly confident about my body. I find myself judging my “flaws” less and less. Because they are not flaws. They’re made up problems that I have in my own head. They’re not real. They’re only real to me because I let them be that way.
I’m not sure where it came from exactly, but I have some ideas. For starters, at the beginning of last year, I broke off a couple bad relationships (one in particular that made me feel especially bad about myself). I formed some new great ones. I had people in my life who made me feel beautiful and empowered. They reminded me that I was beautiful and liked me for things I didn’t even like about myself. They encouraged me. Out with the negative, in with the positive. Some of those people aren’t really in my life anymore, even just a year later, but they still had a huge impact on my confidence, and I am so grateful to them for that.
I also just decided that I was fed up with the discouragement I was giving myself. I was tired of the bullshit that I kept telling myself over and over. I decided to learn to love myself for who I am.
So while I’m sure it’s nice to be tall with perfect curves and long legs, I don’t care because I am who I am. I love being the cute small girl with bangs and oxfords. I like that I am different.
And I like that these photos came out kind of sexy.
Not lingerie-in-your-face-obvious kind of sexy, but subtly sexy. Like how girls actually look when we’re hanging around our house (because unlike girls in movies/ads/perfume commercials, we don’t just hang out in lacy underwear all day with a perfect chignon and red lipstick).
Ever since I have started loving my body, I have been so much happier. Every time I think about something I would like to change, I can so easily ignore the negative thoughts. Of course, I still have my bad days. But I always know that I’m still pretty in my own unique way.
I’m fit, I’m healthy, and I like who I am as a person.
And I love these pictures, dammit.
The whole point of this is that we cannot change the way we were made. It’s easier to learn to love your body than to obsess over how much it bothers you.
I ♥♥♥ my body.
I hope you love, or can learn to love yours too.
Because as cliche as this seems, everyone is beautiful.
Song of the Day: “Body”–Karen O (more about relationships than anything, but empowering nonetheless).
3. FRIENDS IS ON NETFLIX (goodbye social life. goodbye productivity)
4. I learned the lyrics to “Breezeblocks” by Alt-J.
Things that could use some improving:
1. My grammar is progressively getting worse post by post. (I promise I know how to use commas and periods and spelling correctly. I’m just lazy and like to pretend I’m blogging on twitter apparently).
2. I’m housesitting for a friend and while I was getting her mail today I dropped the mail key into the bushes in front of the mail box and the key disappeared into the snow and I still have yet to find it. Do you know how not fun it is to dig around in the snow on your hands and knees for 15 minutes in the dark before accepting defeat. DO YOU?!
Anyways, hopefully a good magnet taped to a wooden spoon will help in the morning.
Anyways, yesterday night my brother and I went to my cousin’s house for dinner. We arrived about 15 minutes early, so we decided to take some pictures outside before we went in. (Mostly I just really liked my outfit).
The pictures are way too bright since it was a weird time of day, but I think they do the job.
This dress is one of my favorites, and a perfect example of how to make a summer dress into a winter outfit. I always wear it with leggings (because it’s really short!) but add a sweater, boots, and a jacket and it becomes a winter outfit!
And it makes me very very happy!
Anyways, my brother left this morning so I’ve been a little sad today. Living alone (or with two roommates in college) gets a little lonely so I always have a little time of mourning after somebody goes home. But I practiced piano, watched The Help, and had a nice solo dinner so it wasn’t the worst day. Plus, my brother will be back soon! Another thing to add to my list of good this year!
What are some good things about your new year so far?
As I’m sure you’re aware, it is now 2 AM and I am slightly delirious from sleep deprivation/staying up too late on New Years.
Kinda the same thing??? Pretty much. If something weird pops out of my brain and somehow ends up written on this page, please just know how tired I am.
Anyways, now that it’s the New Year, I’ve decided that I will occasionally be posting some of my favorite outfits that I wear on my blog (new year new blog??). I love clothes so so much, and have recently been getting more into fashion. I do not claim that I know anything about fashion, but I truly believe that everybody should wear what they think makes them feel good. Any outfit that I post is posted because I like how it makes me feel.
Simple as that.
I even began my shift in fashion blogging by cutting all my hair off! About 8 inches (big guess-timate there). It’s a huge hot mess in these pics, but I think it’s cute and sassy and fits my personality much better than my last ‘do!
Shifting back to the clothes, most of my stuff comes from Forever 21, H&M, Urban Outfitters, American Apparel, Top Shop, etc. However, I love thrifting so a lot of my stuff is from local thrift stores. I’ll try my hardest to note where my clothing is from.
I spent my New Years with my little brother, who is visiting me from Las Vegas. I drank champagne out of my coffee mug with a bike painted on the front, my brother drank a bottled Coke, we ate quesadillas, and watched The Office. At midnight we clinked our glasses and let Michael Scott ring in the New Year.
It was very reminiscent of my brother and I.
My brother and I have been thrifting, going to very pretty snowy parks, and hanging out at fun coffee shops and restaurants. It’s everything that I love to do, but now I get to bring my brother along to show him around Reno. (Shoutout to him for taking my fashion pics!) Tomorrow’s (later today’s) agenda is bowling at the local bowling alley (exciting for my brother because all Vegas bowling alleys are in casinos), picture taking, lunch at a local cafe, and dinner with our aunt and cousins.
So far 2015 has been pretty good.
Thanks for reading my crazy 2 AM post on New Years Day.