KEY LIME CUTIE PIE

apparel: Jason Wu x Target button up, sweater (GAP), raspberry corduroy shorts (Urban Outfitters)

footwear: suede booties (Dolce Vita)

accessories: vintage Coach satchel, turquoise ring (Berkeley street vendor),  snake-skin bracelet (H&M), etc.

People have the oddest fascination with corduroy. I get the most ambiguous reactions when people see these shorts, but then again, I myself had a mini-heart attack when I found them. I guess corduroy just has that effect on people. Couldn't resist pairing the dark raspberry against the soft pink and brightness of key lime green. The subtle neon feeds my addiction without blinding those around me, a win-win in my book.

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ALL-AMERICANO

apparel: thrifted jean jacket (GAP), gifted rabbit fur vest, borrowed button up, black coated jeans (American Eagle)
footwear: metallic brogues (ASOS)
accessories: borrowed headband, borrowed plaid purse


Coca Cola. Sundaes on Sundays. White picket fence. Thanksgiving dinner. Denim. Classic. American.

Enough said.

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DRIVE THRU FASHION

Holy moly raviolis! It's been one long dry spell...in terms of blogging...and then some (whistles). The last week or so was a whirlwind of midterms, papers, quarter-life crisises, events and working a butt ton, it was difficult to think, much less write, with my brain processing far too many thoughts at once. And then, as if by sheer magic, I snapped right out of it. I still have no idea what clicked inside but everything just seemed, not to sound overly cliche, clearer, like the world is finally starting to fall into its rightful place. I haven't been able to wipe this little smile off my face since then and it's all good in the hood cause I am finally feeling giddy and ready to get bloggy again! Hip hip HOOOOOORAY! 

On off days when I'm already late for a million and one things, Instagram has been my savior, my go-to, basically my "fashion drive thru" to stay connected and documenting. I am a full-blown addict, I've been known to say "don't even think about eating that until I instagram it!" What can I say? I'm a totally social media sucker.

We will be back to regular programming, also known as outfit posts, very very soon love bugs!

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PICKING APPLES VS. THE BIG APPLE

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Sometimes I wish I could live a much simpler life; one full of greens, beautiful flowers, and endless blue skies with nights completely and utterly brimming full of stars. Can't you just feel the calm blissful breeze blowing through your hair? The smile that just won't quit, knowing that you have everything you'll need and you're happy with all that you have. Living for the sweet simple pleasures in life, being delighted by your day-to-day. To live a life that doesn't stress, that doesn't require me to give more than I take, a life that is pleasantly pleasant.

But then reality slaps me in the face and kicks me in the balls.

That's not me at all. I commend, applaud and even praise those that can have lives like that, hell, I wish I could be happy with all that as well, but that's simply not me. I am a dreamer, a hardcore dreamer who have plans that are overwhelmingly large, probably not realistic in any sense, but are mine to have nonetheless. I'm the kind of girl who has been wishing for city living ever since she could make wishes. I'm loud, I'm obnoxious, I'm in-your-face, I'm probably the girl that you love to hate and hate to love. I like attention but I need anonymity, I like chatter as well as utter silence, I am optimistic yet extremely pessimistic; I need the ups and downs of life in order to feel alright. Boredom comes quickly to my brain that over-thinks 1000 thoughts/second and without a remedy, it feels suffocating. I am an on-the-go, see-you-never, so-stressed-I-just-want-to-cry and don't-talk-to-me-before-coffee sort of a gal, never really sure if what I want is actually what I want or what I should want. I love the energy, the vivacity, the feeling of city life from the bright lights to the tall skyscrapers to the sea of faces that you pass by.

But a simplistic life sounds so right, so okay, like such a great alternative to one full of late nights, eye bags, and price tags. I guess there are certain give-and-takes in each and every choice we make, whether it's a small gesture to a life-changing monumental decision, our lives are the consequences of our subsequent actions and decisions and if we can live with the choices we have made.

In Ke$ha's eloquent words, "we r who we r" and there ain't nothing wrong with that either.

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JUST PLAIN BANANAS

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Rain makes me feel even more sloth-like than usual and it has been raining all day leading me to ideally surf through my folder of unedited photos during work. And what do you know, I just so happen to stumble upon some delicious photos from me and Josh's trip to Fentons over spring break. Rain and ice cream seem to go hand-in-hand, almost rivaling peanut butter and bananas, what could be a more perfect post on such an ugggg-lay (She's the Man reference anyone?) day?

After being featured in Pixar's Up, Fentons has been getting much deserved appreciation and loving. Being a Bay Area native, and a Berkeley resident, it seemed ridiculous that I haven't been yet despite living just a hop and a skip over (aka a town), so I made it a spring break must-do that Josh happily obliged to. I just HAD to order the biggest, baddest sundae they offer, the banana special, because we all know that "bigger is better." When the menu say HUGE scoops, they absolutely, wholeheartedly, 100% mean it. No teeny Ici scoops here, Fentons delivers as promised. Ice cream for breakfast, wow I totally lived 7 year old me's dream, hey girl hey!

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