March 31, 2012

What I wore in Boston

Hello folks,

Aaah... So I just woke up... 11am. Not quite true. I was awake at 9am. But fell back asleep. Weirdly, I had a dream about the Ballroom Thieves. Well, not just them. Loads of people were in my dream.

DREAM:
My friend Alex had brown hair in my dream, so when I saw her at brunch in Cushing 20 minutes ago, I told her she looks good as a brunette. The Ballroom Thieves appeared at a great time, right after a nightmare. It was a nightmare within a nightmare. For some reason, I was trying to get food (even in my sleep, I think of food) in a big kitchen (like one at Smith C) and then someone grabs me, they're holding a knife or something, so I close my eyes (good God, if this were real life...) and it was as if I had woken up, I was in my bed, but I could still feel the person's hand grabbing my wrist and I just hoped they'd... leave. Then my family was there. My cousin Juan Pablo was there, I remember. My mom. My grandmother. She accidentally let out a dog that was sick and if he touched you, licked you, bit you, ... I don't know what would happen, maybe you'd die. Anyway, all that disappeared, and somehow I was hanging with the Ballroom Thieves and they wanted to go skiing. I remember mountains... I also remember having to go up a fence and through a little window that wasn't completely open. Devin helped me up because I couldn't really do it alone. We didn't actually ski... Did we? Hmmm... I just remember that they were taking me somewhere (we may have "also" been in Boston - it's a dream) and there were a lot of obstacles and I needed to be helped a lot. Martin was wearing his shades. Then I remember Devin showing me an old picture of Martin where he had tattoos all over his body (arms and chest, he was not naked, no no, I don't dream of that) and long hair... in braids. We were then in a sushi restaurant, and we tried some really good sushi (yes, I remember it tasting good - strange, didn't know it was possible). And... aaah, I don't know anymore! It's been 40 minutes. That's good enough!

THOUGHT:
So I know I went to Boston a week ago... But there's been a lot going on! I just found out something about myself. Nothing life-altering but I find it a little bit shocking! Just... weird that I hadn't noticed at all before Rachel pointed it out. Apparently, I love to dress in blue. Why? Because every single day in Boston, I wore blue. Every. single. day. Not on purpose!! The things I buy, the dresses, the rompers, the jeans, the skirts... a lot of them are blue. It's not a bad thing. It's just strange, since blue isn't even my favorite color. Purple is! Yet, I have almost nothing purple. Anyway, it's just one of those funny little things you just realize when someone points it out to you.

OUTFITS:

Thursday


PhotobucketPhotobucketPhotobucket
Photobucket


Friday

Photobucket
PhotobucketPhotobucket
Photobucket



Saturday

Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket


Funny story: 
Rachel, the crazy person who came with me to Boston, looks at two pictures of me from our trip: one from Thursday, one from Friday. I point at the one from Friday when I had the highlights in my hair, and I say: "See, I really do like these highlights!" 
She then points at the other picture and says "Yeah, they look good in this one!" 
I look at her and say: "Rachel, that picture was taken before we dyed our hair..."



Love, Freedom & Truth

V.

March 27, 2012

We wound our way to Boston

So, here are some pictures of our time in Boston!!
I was there with Addie, Rachel and Weiwen. We stayed in a pretty nice hostel and had a lot of fun.
The first days were quite warm indeed! Then it got colder...
Right now, in Northampton, it's actually freezing! I saw the sun this morning and thought Yay! It's going to be nice and warm. Boy was I wrong. Went out in a sweater, and was soooo cold...

I took so many pictures in Boston! What great memories.

Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
PhotobucketPhotobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
 
Go to Boston, you won't regret it.

Love, Freedom & Truth,

V.

March 25, 2012

BITS + PIECES

Ho hey,

Bits and pieces of Boston! Amazing city. Ever been? GO.

As I said, there are loads of pictures, so I'm going to have to write more than one post about 'em.
There's a lot of Food porn... Makes me so hungry! Just ate. Not hungry anymore!
Anyway, some pictures of our time in Boston.
That was easy. Now back to work! I bet all you smithies are finishing (starting) up the homework you put off during spring break... I'm aaaaalmost done with this paper. Almost. Getting there.

Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
PhotobucketPhotobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket
Photobucket

March 14, 2012

BLOG CRUSH

Maybe you'll remember my first Blog Crush post on Miss James from Bleubird Vintage?
This second one is about...
 Elizabeth, the wonderful person behind Delightfully Tacky!


My favorite thing about her... Well, there are several things!
 I love that she went on the road with her Winnebago Brave. AMAZING JOURNEY.

I would love to do something like she did... She gave some GREAT TIPS. Really, check them out if you want to travel around the country, and find campgrounds, and be alive at the end... My problem? I can't drive. I really don't know when I'll learn... I don't want to. It seems so complicated. Two uncles in Colombia have tried to teach me how to drive an automatic and a manual. If I ever learn, no way am I using a manual... My very, very patient uncle tried to teach me how to drive a manual. It was a very old car. It was soooo hard. I hated it.. 


I love love love the interior of the Winne!! She made it incredibly beautiful, and I can see how she would feel at home. The colors are fantastic. 
She also posts a lot of 'what I wore today' type things. And she dresses so well! I think most readers would agree that her hair is awesome. She did this color once... WOW. Gotta have guts to dye your hair pink + blue!!! I think I can try to find a picture to show you. Oh and yes, it actually DID look good on her. I love people who have fun with their hair. After all, it grows out right? 


I don't know about you, but sometimes I don't feel like everyone is really living life... Like, we're all alive, but are we really taking advantage of everything around us? Are we really living? Elizabeth is one of those people that I read about and I say, yeah, she is LIVING the life. She's experiencing things!  Which is why I think she always sounds so wise in everything she writes. Above all, I admire her ability to be alone. She didn't need other people to go on this journey. Most people are too afraid to do things if they're alone. Sometimes, I certainly am one of them. When I went to Ireland in January, I left on an earlier flight than my friend. I had about 9 hours to kill before her arrival. At night, I wanted to go out to a pub, but I was alone, and all the pubs were so crowded, I knew I would feel lonely and look stupid at the counter drinking Guinness by myself. I walked all around Temple Bar several times, wishing I had someone with me. I'm so shy - I couldn't make myself open the door to any pubs! I felt so bad. So stupid for being so shy and dumb! I was pretty much ready to just head back to the hostel, when I passed a really small, not too crowded pub. Fitzgerald's. There was live music at 9:30PM. Yup. Sounded great. So I made myself open the door to the pub and I went in! I felt so much better already! Turns out, the two guys who were singing were extremely nice. They talked to people in the pub, and they even talked to me! "Hey girl with the red bag! Where are you from?" California. So they called me "California" after that. After a while, I felt close to everyone 'cause we were all laughing and listening together. And luckily, the two nice men found out I was also a singer, and made me sing a song! everyone loved me so much, I was asked to come back the next day to sing another song ('cause the guys would be back)! That's my lovely story that I will always remember. Sometimes you just got to forget all your shyness, forget that you're alone, and go out to see the world. And I admire Elizabeth so much for taking this trip. I think she's 25 years old... and she's seen more, experienced more than so many people her age. 


--- All pictures from her wonderful blog! GO CHECK IT OUT 


Love, Freedom & Truth

V.
Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...