01/24/2012

Dear John Cusack,
At least I'm trying.

Vest: Buffalo Exchange // Shirt: Urban Outfitters // Dress: Urban Outfitters // Tights: Urban Outfitters

Shoes: Urban Outfitters

01/22/2013

Dear John Cusack,
I don't even know what to say. My life has been insane these past few months, with most of my free time being spent sleeping or watching The Mindy Project (which is great, by the way). Here's a quick outfit post. Hope you didn't miss me too much.

Blazer: Goodwill // Shirt: Buffalo Exchange // Pants: Buffalo Exchange

Socks: H&M // Shoes: Urban Outfitters

Senior Year Thoughts: October 8, 2012

I feel like when I'm one day asked about my favorite high school memories I won't be able to answer by saying that I miss Friday night football games or speech tournaments. I hope that I'm able to say that I don't miss any of it because where I am now is far better. I hope that I'm able to answer that my favorite high school memories were getting accepted to a college in New York City and traveling to Washington, DC on my own because I was selected to attend a prestigious journalism conference. I hope that when I am one day asked that question that I will be able to let others just like me know that high school doesn't determine the rest of your life. That hard work and determination WILL get you places. That it doesn't get better. YOU get better. Should the question ever come up, I hope that's what I'm able to say.

Senior Year Thoughts: October 1, 2012 (1:24 AM)

Do you ever have those moments where you look back at your Myspace account or old likes on Tumblr and reminisce until 1:24 in the morning? I really hate doing it, but I always seem to get sucked into it at one point or another towards the end of the year and kind of just get really sad. You start off with the most recent obsessions like Tom Hiddleston and Ed Sheeran, and then get a little further to things like One Direction, and then to McFly, and then to John Cusack, and then you find the depressing posts about heartbreak and being alone and you remember that awful breakup and feeling useless and unlovable and your stomach drops and your heart breaks and it's like you're experiencing it all over again. And you just really, really hate it. Because you've been through this, right? And then you're at the bottom and you scroll back up and you see everything that brought you to where you are. You see the inspirational speeches about being yourself and John Cusack's face and excited posts about the new Harry Potter movie and remember once again the feelings of love and of joy and of hope and it dawns on you that you're gonna be okay and that you're gonna make it. Because the good times don't last, but neither do the bad. Once again, I must profess my love for the internet. Sometimes when you're climbing towards the top it's nice to see how you got there.
Goodnight, world.

Senior Year Thoughts: September 30, 2012

You know, I've been thinking a lot about how amazing the internet is. And before you laugh or think of some snarky comment about that statement, let me explain. Before the internet, your community was really all you had. You didn't know that some girl in New York dyed her hair blue and how awesome it looked or that combat boots were now high fashion. You didn't know about the Feminist movement or the Gay Rights movement or anything else that wasn't happening in your immediate community because nobody cared and therefore you didn't care either because you couldn't. And if you had opinions that were different or you had weird taste in fashion it kind of just sucked for you because you couldn't relate to anyone and you were just absolutely alone. But now you can get on Tumblr or Instagram or Pinterest and look at people in New York with blue hair and tattoos who think God is a ridiculous concept and talk to them and have someone to relate to and know that you're not a freak and that there are people just like you who have jobs at Vogue and the New York Times and have made it because they were different. You can find people who think your taste in fashion is phenomenal and that your rants have great points and your nose is just the right size for your face. I just think it's amazing that because of the internet I'm going to have the opportunity to move a thousand miles away from home to do something that I love and be somewhere that I fit in and because of the internet all of my dreams are coming true and I get to read things like this that let me know that I'm exactly who I am supposed to be and encourage me to continue being me.

So thanks, internet. You're the best.

Senior Year Thoughts: September 25, 2012

Five years from now, I don’t want to have to worry about what the limit of sin(x) as x approaches infinity is or what the limiting reactant is when chlorine bonds with fluoride. I don’t want to have to worry about marginal analysis or Newton’s laws. I don’t want to worry about derivatives or tangents or wether or not my shaved head is against dress code. I want to worry about getting the picture that captures just the right emotion and choosing the perfect font. I want to worry about what’s new in fashion and how some girl from Brooklyn wore a pair of scuffed-up combat boots. I want to worry about shipping out my handmade jewelry and updating my blog. I want to worry about wether or not my PhotoShop is up-to-date or how aesthetically pleasing my layout is. I want to be spunky. I want to be creative. I want to speak my mind. I want to sometimes be crude. I want to be happy and I want to worry about things that make me happy.

Senior Year Thoughts: August 29, 2012

You know it’s going to be okay, right? The funny thing about life is the fact that it moves forward wether you want it to or not. The world doesn’t care if you have a broken heart or are feeling a little stressed out, so you might as well move on with it before you get left behind. Things might be hard right now, but I can assure you that you will grow and adapt. You will get better. Just don’t give up.