Even the Rain

Love this song... wish he had an official video to it...

1901

Love this song... it's a remake... it is actually a song about Paris in 1901 by Phoenix.

The Ladder

Love this song & cd....

Reluctance

Love this song...

Style dreams...

So in a life that I was skinny and had confidence I'd dress so differently. Right now I am a jeans and tank top/t-shirt kind of gal, it's so not the clothes that say look at me, but I'm not the woman that wants to be looked at so maybe it works. I've recently found a blog that I adore. She is such a cute dresser that I just go and save all her pictures and only sometimes actually read every word she says. I want her clothes not her life afterall. I will link her blog.


http://yourstrulymag.blogspot.com/

I'll post some of my favorites of hers....




Love her shirt!



Love her entire outfit!





Love this outfit!




Love the shirt & shorts!

 

Travel daydreams...

I wish I could travel. That wish sometimes makes me feel guilty. I mean some people are STARVING and I want to travel. I feel selfish sometimes because of the strong desire to go places and see new things. When I envision myself going places it's such trivial silly daydreams. I see myself walking and staring; just standing somewhere gawking at the glorious sights with tears in my eyes from the wonder of it all. So I don't know if I'm weird or I expect to see heaven on earth but that's basically how I always see my travels. I do not want to go on dangerous wild adventures. I want to travel somewhere and see how beautiful it is. I do want to visit old places but again, just to see them. I don't need to skydive to make my heart race I think a gondola ride in Venice would do that

or looking at castles in Germany

or strolling through France

or Charleston

or Savannah.

I want to see things more than I want to do things. Oh how glorious that would be! I haven't been on a real vacation in years and I've only been out of the country once, like in 1998, a school cruise to the Bahamas. My memory of that trip is seeing drug paraphernalia just laying around the street vendors booths. I mean it was their stuff, not for sale stuff but their stuff. As a 10th grader I was shocked. lol  

(I adore those suitcases in that top picture. If I ever get to travel I hope I have old school luggage like that.)

Long time no see....

So I have been kind of blogging about hopefully losing weight on a different blog but I wouldn't want to blog about everything there so I am thinking about coming back to this blog.

I am still a college student. I still plan on being a social worker but I am currently a sociology major.

I am in love with Indie music.

I rarely get to read but it is something I love to do.

I am obsessed with clothes but the ones I see and love I rarely think look good on me. I don't think I have the confidence to pull the looks off; so I spend time looking at modcloth.com and blogs about the styles I like.

I'm turning 30 in August and that makes me terribly sad. Better to be 30 than dead but I feel like I've wasted so much of my life and I am angry at how hard those years have been and I am saddened cause I see no time in the near future that the life I seek actually happens.

One day at a time I guess... I am happy but this just isn't quite the dream life I envisioned then or now.