Too Cool for School

Honestly, school is never something I've considered myself too cool for. In fact, it breaks my heart that I may never again feel that rush at organizing new school supplies, guessing my future friends on the first day of class, and choosing my perfect first day outfit (of course!)

In any case, I'm still dreaming. Here's the latest from Chic Galleria:

Showcasing the currently popular Pencil Stretch Skirt.

And I couldn't go by without showcasing my high school favorites!


Jack the Pumpkin King


Fall graced us since I last wrote. This is *stellar* news to me, since autumn is my favorite time of year. I definitely fall into the category of people who prefer hot chai to iced tea, baked bread to watermelon, and fireside snuggles to fun-in-the-sun. Two days ago I was sweating in jeans, but yesterday was our first rain here in quite some time (hard to believe!) I commemorated the occasion by piling about 4 extra blankets on my bed, buying canned pumpkin in bulk at Costco, and unearthing my favorite sweaters from piles of half-finished summer projects.

For those who've listened to me complain endlessly about the facets of Seattle I despise (namely the weather), you may be wondering what's impelled me to welcome the onslaught of rainclouds. The thing is, last weekend, while reviving the childhood tradition of Flashlight Tag with some friends, I barreled into a set of unforeseen monkey bars and split open some skin at the bridge of my nose. Thankfully it didn't break, but I did have to get 5 stitches -- the first in my life. Now they're out, and I'm to wear sunscreen every day until next September. So I won't miss Mr. Sun so much this year.

An ultra-dramatic "healing shot," for your viewing pleasure.

Today I fully embraced being able to put my nose in the shower again, caught up on some letter-writing, and baked this:

Nummers!! Nothing beats pumpkin bread in the fall. This recipe, garnered from the blog Slow Like Honey, calls for melted chocolate to be poured over the top before baking (an idea I embraced fully), so that's why it looks burnt. The extra chocolate was heated with milk and poured into an espresso cup. Drinking chocolate and answering letters isn't a bad way to spend a Saturday morning. Again, so thrilled fall is happening.

Since I "don't have any money" and am likely to have none (at least none I can spend on clothes) until 2013 at least, I'm going to have to post my fashion favorites this season for dreaming purposes only. But expect to see some favorites on CG or here soon -- another great thing about fall: the clothes are always to die for! And speaking of clothes... Halloween's the next upcoming holiday! I've got to start thinking of a costume to top Creep Sheep. Maybe I'll go as Jack or Sally from Nightmare Before Christmas -- or Scarface...? ;)

More soon,


Let Your Honesty Shine

New York was phenomenal.

It's bright and beautiful in Seattle today, hardly a day to be called "hot" and peaceful in this neck of the woods, but all I can think about is the smell of roasting hotdogs, and the ribbon of space between people on crowded stretches of asphault and concrete, and golden squares of light against a black blanket of a sky, rippling its electric power across the ocean waves -- to me.

I understand now why there are so many movies take place in New York. Why so many books are set there, why so many songs are written about it, why so many artists flock and flounder there. It's truly a magnetic city, and once it draws you in, it's hard to shake the buzz. And I wasn't even there during its most beautiful moments! I hear fall in this city is gorgeous, and I can't imagine a better place to spend Christmas... (except home.)

Unfortunately some of the more beautiful moments -- the glittering city lights of New Jersey from Battery Park, the highbrow fashionistas (and -o's) passing through Washington Square, the multilingual soundtrack on the F train toward Queens -- were too fleeting to capture on camera. Here were some of the high points that I did manage to memorialize, however:

No idea who these people are... I'm a creep with my camera when I see something interesting.

Guests of the new celebrity Ding-Dang-Dong...

At FAO Schwartz. This made me so happy!

My friend, Mark: a Muppet of a Mark!

Too late for breakfast, not quite Audrey, but here I am!

Try and figure that out.

"If somebody, some girl in an awful-looking hat, for instance, comes all the way to New York--from Seattle, Washington, for God's sake--and ends up getting up early in the morning to see the goddam first show at Radio City Music Hall, it makes me so depressed I can't stand it." -Holden

More creepin'. I just liked this girl's silhouette. And the ever-classy Starbucks accessory cup.

Oh hey, Phantom chandelier.

Everywhere was zigs and zags...
I found those film-famous apartments!!

Closer shot.

Dizzy with all the visual stimulation.

Aquarius constellation on ceiling of Grand Central.

Rachel Green's haven... and this Rachel's mere fantasy.

Some MET favorites...

Writing desk!

Have mercy: the biggest hot dog ever.

I watched this guy attack this post in Washington Square for a good 15 minutes. I'm still not clear who the victor was.

Toniiiiight, toniiiiiight...

I've been to college, and I know this to be true.

Chinatown. Go to Joe's Shanghai for the BEST DUMPLINGS IN THE WORLD.

J, explaining what they do on Law and Order.

Night shot, so bad quality, but Hello, James Lipton!!

Homeward Bound.