Tried out a new restaurant the other day. Vundebah!
Friday, January 18, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
|shirt: Jcrew, Pants: old navy, Shoes: Rachel Comey|
Went to the hotz yogaz yesterday for the first time in my life.
I've been wanting to go for years, but have never taken the opportunity until last night.
It was stunning.
I sweat like nobodies business.
I fell trying to perform a headstand.
The whole crew made it too.
We took up half the room.
I slept like a lil' babens during my dream time.
100% going back.
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Lindaisy is a girl who knows how to do it all in the clothing world. She can style your closet, shop on a budget, and provide you with a her take on fashion.
Simple, elegant, classic, and the ever important
She can also provide you with the chance to win big this week!
Word on the street is that Lindaisy is doing a giveaway everyday this week.
Expect Essie, F21, and many many more....
well, five more, there are only seven days in the week.
Anyway, check it out!
She's a great gal with some excellent tips to keep your closet fresh without breaking the bank.
at 1:40 PM
Monday, January 7, 2013
|all photos by alejandra|
I always make the same resolution every year.
To become more flexible. Not emotionally, but physically.
In addition to that, I'd like to:
read all of the books my father has given me for Christmas
blow the MCAT's out of the water
actively avoid selfishness on my part
have more directed/ in-depth bible study
write more letters
but mainly the first one.
Stretching is good and nice....
so much for blogging better....
Saturday, January 5, 2013
|Bottom left: The Flat Cannoli Incident|
So I'm sitting in my apartment, which has been freshly scrubbed of all traces of holiday (barring some crisped pine boughs and a few stray antlers), working my way through pictures of my first trip to europe (with my mom and hansie) and also working my way through The Hills.
Lo C. was always the classiest.
I saved all year to pay for that trip. We went through France, Switzerland, Italy, and Germany. Taking the overnight trains. One of my most vivid memories is waking up early. The sun, working its way up the horizon, and the train working its way to wherever we paid it to go.
Mom met us for the last week of the trip. She lost her luggage. She got sick for the first three days. We stayed in one of hansies friends apartment, carving meat off of a cured lamb leg and working our way through three pound bags of euro chocolate while she slept in the other room.
The trip culminated in a sleep deprived train ride to the airport with the only bright spot being a cannoli we bought at some cafe in Italy last minute.
As my mom took the cannoli out of her purse, she unwrapped it to discover that it had been completely flattened in transit.
We laughed for a solid thirty minutes.
I with we all lived nearer to each other.
Those two are my best friends.