A couple months ago one of my dear friends sent me a Youtube video of the Marc Jacobs Fall/Winter collection.

After watching it, I suddenly felt incredibly stalked . . .
Granted, it has a 1970s feeling to it with all the patterns and bold colors but oh my God . . .
Have they been raiding my closet?!
One of the models even have my short, curly, and slightly frizzy hair! 
. . . This is too much . . .
Regardless of this crazy conquincidence, I'm sure as heck glad that the 1940s silhouette is slightly making a comeback!
Photos courtesy of Stylebistro

 
 
For some girls, it's the shoes. For others, it's the handbags. But for me, it's the dresses.
Sorry, just had to put this picture of Lenka on here... The dress (and her too of course) is adorable!
Regardless of your secret closet obsession, I'm sure that you can agree with me that the names given to the several silhouettes and shapes of dresses can be plain confusing.

 
 
 
 
I wrote this for my school's newspaper's Valentine issue last year, so I figured I should share it on here since my friends liked it so much! (Plus the awesome fact that it made it on the cover page! :) )
( . . . You could also call it my first rejection and the first (and only so far) time I confessed my feelings for a guy . . . )


 
 
There are countless movies and other forms of media that tell us what life of high schooler should be like.
As a high schooler, especially as senior, I've come to realize how false (sometimes true) these things are.

 
 
 
 
Lately I have been thinking on the brighter sides of things.

(Well, I do normally, but the way I've been doing it recently is almost abnormal...)
For example, to distract my friends from thinking about the college early decision deadline, I tell them to think about my dog Colonel's birthday instead. (November 4, in case you were wondering.)

Personally, instead of thinking of when my SAT scores will come out, I'm thinking about Halloween.

 
 
As the crow screeches, I step down the stone steps with a quiet and quick pace.
Quickly I turn like a novel dancer and slam the old gate door behind me.
Its tune matches the crow.
With a nod and twist, I continue my walk.

 
 
. . . Uh oh . . .
What is Lilly doing now?

This is often my dad's thought process when he finds me doing some sort
of craft or project because 99.9% it leaves my room full of paper, glue, and scissors strewn across the floor.


 
 
Since today was blistering hot, I began to think of the days when the weather is cool and crisp.
This of course led my thoughts to think about what I like to wear on those sorts of days.