The Millennial Life

I'm back.

2011-06-06T10:34:00.002-04:00

OH HOW I'VE MISSED THIS BLOG. I was sitting outside on the deck with my mom and she goes, "Why don't you write on your blog anymore?" And it hit me like a brick. Why didn't I use this blog anymore?! I don't even remember why I stopped. Perhaps it was meant to be a temporary break from writing, that turned into a year or more of nothingness? Well, I am happy to say I'm back.

Let me give you a recap of what has happened in my life in the past year/two in the simplest forms I can. Went to Australia/New Zealand/Fiji last summer and had the time of my life. Met a boy who went on the trip with me, had some fun times, then we broke up when we came back to the reality of America. Senior year FLEW by with flying colors. I can easily say that this has been the greatest year of my life so far. It was full of love, parties, and wild nights. I got accepted to George Washington University. DC, here I come! Cannot wait. Now it is almost summer time, and I am counting down the days until graduation (June 17th). Then senior week, get ready.

Any who, enough of that. I'll probably write another post soon, updating you all on my newest fashion craves and other random teenage things.

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2009-12-06T00:55:00.003-05:00

For photography, I had to take pictures of myself. Here's a few. Yeah, I'm pretty amateur, but enjoy.

2009-11-25T11:42:00.003-05:00

Greetings. I've missed my blog and have been neglecting it, as if it were a small child (joke!). As of Monday I have been in Atlanta, Georgia and relaxing like no other. So, I realized I haven't done a fashion post in a while really-- here you go!

My Christmas list will be a long list of different types of scarves from Urban Outfitters and t-shirts from Junk Food. Junk Food Tees are so awesome. They have all kind of t-shirts featuring vintage logos, bands, comic book characters on them. They're a little bit overpriced I think, for usually $25 per t-shirt, but they're so cool!

Lately, I have been wearing a scarf every.single.day. Well, almost everyday. I seriously am getting to the point where I feel naked if I'm not wearing one. Urban has the best ones around in my opinion.

Ta-ta for now!

im in love with this dress. period.

2009-10-20T16:02:00.000-04:00

Things that have happened since my last post:

2009-10-04T19:17:00.006-04:00

1. Been dumped and had a rough time in my love life.

2. Taken up an interest in photography.

3. Discovered that next summer my brother and I will be going to Australia, New Zealand, and Fiji.

4. Realized that junior year truly is the hardest year, by far.

5. Fallen in love with the Kooks and Kings of Leon. I feel like their songs narrate my life.

That's pretty much it. Here are some pictures that I have recently taken. Enjoy.

iAmThoughtful

2009-07-22T20:05:00.005-04:00

This morning, I called my school counselor to get a few questions about dual-credit and college junk. I hung up the phone feeling relieved that I had finally gotten it over with and that my mom would possibly be out of my hair. All of the sudden it hit me like a tanker truck-- WOAH. I am actually growing up... and fast.

You know, sometimes I feel guilty of doing so. This might be because my parents are always reminiscing about the "good ol' days" when my brother and I "was like peas and carrots" and life was simple and dreadfully cute. So, what did I do? I whipped out the three wallpaper-covered shoe boxes full of old pictures out of the basement closet and looked at every single picture. The black-and-whites, the funny ones, the embarrassing ones, the useless ones, the happy ones.

I really don't know what I want to express by writing this post, but I don't really have to. Just enjoy the pictures with me.

Goodbye to the King of Pop...

2009-06-26T11:33:00.003-04:00

R.I.P. Michael Jackson. Like my friend said first, "I will always remember where I was when I heard Michael Jackson died, just like 9/11." However, I don't like to think of MJ in the strange state he was in when he died, I would like to remember him as the young, talented little boy who amazed America with his music in the Jackson 5. About a year ago, I watched a documentary on his life and learned so many things about him that I didn't know before-- he is basically a revolutionary legend. He was the first made it acceptable for a black musicians to be on MTV and his albums and music videos broke so many records and won so many awards that is is highly unlikely anyone will ever do it again.

On a more personal level, my family and I will never forget any of his songs and the feeling of joy we were left with after listening to them.

May you find more peace on the other side than you ever did here...

June 18, 2009.

2009-06-18T11:14:00.005-04:00

About a week ago, I was peacefully sitting with some fellow co-workers at my mom's store until the new girl sitting across from me mumbles, "Man, my shoes are killing me." Naturally, I looked under the table and saw these monstrous things in white.

As I held back my gag, I smiled and said, "At least they're cute." While the new girl was visually satisfied that I had complemented her new shoes, my mind was thoroughly disturbed. WHY? WHY?! Uggs are bad enough in the winter when they look like a person has little cub feet instead of their own human ones. Get this, there is even still a layer of fur on the inside. I think I speak for many people when I say, "Who on earth would want fur on their feet in the hot summer?"

Dear Uggs,
Go ruin someone else's eye sight. I would prefer to keep mine in
tact.
Aysia

Ta-daa!

2009-05-21T16:47:00.003-04:00

My 16th birthday was a while back (April 18 to be exact), and I didn't want a car, as odd as that might sound, or a big sweet sixteen bash. All I wanted was a bike. Seems as I name everything Sophie, I named her Sophie. Sophie's a smooth peaceful ride and she is the ideal pick me up when I have a crappy day. Not to mention, I am getting some needed exercise.

Ave Maria

2009-04-10T15:48:00.004-04:00

After admiring the styles of Vanessa Hudgens (yes, the Disney star) and Mary-Kate Olsen, I finally made a necklace that resembles a rosary. It looks quite nice, nonetheless. But for some reason, the thought of wearing a rosary-resembling necklace solely for fashion seems strangely wrong to me. I am no super-Catholic or anything, but the purpose of a rosary is to pray to God and people like me are wearing them to look cool.

Perhaps, I am being paranoid. Hmm...

Black Eyes

2009-03-29T17:06:00.002-04:00

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly

Hold fast to dreams

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow.

--Langston Hughes

25 Feb 2009

2009-02-25T19:22:00.004-05:00

Yesterday, I returned very late from a family vacation to Mexico. I had a wonderful time. I spent all my time beaching, eating, and practicing my Spanish-speaking skills (which are quite good, might I add!)-- it was so relaxing. I also got another mask! For those who don't know, I collect masks from various places I have traveled across the world (but only from places that have a real traditional mask-making culture...if that makes any sense. As in, not one that simply says,"Made in _____." on the tag), so far I have a mask from Italy, New Orleans, Costa Rica, and now Mexico. Although, my collection is limited now, I hope it will soon be marvellous. I also bought a Vogue Mexico and have been trying to read and understand as much as I can. It's pretty interesting to see what fashion is all about in other countries. Okay, I have spoken enough. Picture time.

(I know I wore this shirt in my last post and I feel weird about it having another picture of it. Trust me, I don't wear this shirt 24/7.)

8:27 pm

2009-02-09T20:19:00.003-05:00

Shirt: Mango (I cut the collar off), Bracelets: flea market find and two from etsy.com (knotartWA)

Everyone needs a little black and white in such a colorful world.

Awkward Obligation?

2009-02-04T20:23:00.003-05:00

Honestly, I log onto Blogger everyday and tell my self that I will write an amazing new post-- but I never do. I feel like this blog is an obligation and that if I don't keep posting, I'm bad. Huh? I feel bad for not writing as often as I used to and not taking the time to actually write greats posts (like now). Is this blog my last resort of things to do when I feel like my life is at a dull point? I think so. Now that I have so many other duties to do during the day and on my weekends (which sucks!), I am just so exhausted when I get home that I don't so anything. Ahh, the joys of 10th grade, the grade where you only do thing that will in some way aid you for getting into the college of your choice.

Since I feel like I am slacking, I shall provide you with a list of things currently happening in my life.

1. My mom is opening a bead/jewelry store.
2. I am preparing to go to Japan this summer.
3. My sweet little puppy died of cancer, so everything I do reminds me of him and makes me sad.
4. Debate is taking over my life.
5. Taking honors classes is Hell.
6. Learning to drape, which I LOVE, is my excuse for not doing my homework theses days.
7. Trying to stay on top of everything I have to do is as hard as licking my elbow (which apparently some people can do?--weird).

That's me in a nutshell right now. Joy.

Yes we did.

2009-01-23T18:24:00.005-05:00

Take a look at our new presidential family. America is a different country as of now, thank God. Now, we will finally be treated with respect by other countries and even our own people. Everything is changed -- the youth is now motivated, minorities will be hopeful, the old stubborn ways of politics will disintegrate and mold into a beautiful one filled with progression and pride.

If you are as excited for the renewal of America as I am, wave your hand and say AMEN.

I'm Getting Wiser, Too.

2009-01-11T10:33:00.005-05:00

I know that I am growing up when I can finally make plans and not ask my mom about it first. I mean, of course I have to tell details (how am I getting there/coming back/what time), but virtually I have finally control over my own schedule. Perhaps all of you reading this have had this certain freedom for years, and are thinking that I am lame to have just gotten it at 15 years old, but this is a big deal to me.

I usually don't do posts that dig into my inner psyche like this, but maybe now is a good time to start. You know, with the new year and all.

Anyways, lately I have been feeling quite good. Mentally. Well, physically, too, but that's not really the point. I feel like I have grown up with a sturdy foundation (Yes, I know, that's always what those sex ed. speakers talk about-- sturdy foundations.) and can take on anything. It is a good feeling to be growing up and to soon be becoming part of the "older teenager" denomination-- 16, 17, 18, etc. Speaking of the future, futures are exciting. For me personally, I am excited for numerous things-- going to Japan this summer, my mom opening her bead/jewelry store, going to college, traveling to Africa for my graduation present.

Usually when I tell people things like this they say, "That's easy for you to say," or "I can't do stuff like that because I don't have any money," or "My life is too boring for that." The only thing I have to say honestly is... I don't care. If people would stopping putting so many limitations on themselves and start believing that they can accomplish anything if they put their mind to it, they could do amazing things all the time. I would also suggest reading The Secret, or watching the movie. I deem it the guidelines to living my life.
Because I lack a way to conclude this post, I will part by leaving a quote.

"Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will." --Jawaharal Nehru

Fairy Tales

2009-01-06T21:49:00.003-05:00

Today was a decent day filled with surprises. I love this shirt. The end.

Shirt: UO Jeans: Delia*s Boots: Famous Footwear Jewelry: NYC flea markets and gifts

Happy 2009

2009-01-02T16:54:00.009-05:00

Okay, this post is going to have many pictures. As I promised in my last post, here first are some photos from the lazy town of Savannah, Georgia. Oh gosh! I just remembered that I haven't shown you all what I got from Santa! So, those will be the second set of pictures. The third set will be pictures from my New Years Eve. Enjoy!

Uno: Savannah

I was walking along and spotted this rather sad and beat-up looking clown. There was something so odd about it (him?). For the record, I am very afraid of clowns. It's surprising to me that I even had the guts to take this picture.

Dos: Christmas Presents

Tres: New Years Eve

These are myself (middle) with two of my good friends, KF (left) and Alaina (right) from C is for Chic, right when the ball in New York City dropped.

The Dirty South

2008-12-27T17:53:00.005-05:00

Happy holidays, all!

Since Tuesday (or Wednesday, actually, because the drive down took two days), I have been in Savannah, Georgia at my grands' house. Might I add, the neighborhood they live in is not fun. Let me explain it to you. It's the kind of neighborhood that used to be "the place to live" about 30 years ago or so. Now, it is not all that hot. The grass is dead and brown, the people are old, and there are congregations of homeless people seemingly every two blocks. However, about 5 minutes from here, which doesn't seem like much but is enough for a huge scene change, is the downtown city area of Savannah. It is quite pretty there. The Spanish moss covers almost every street and the parks all have fountains and benches. All of the buildings have this old style to them that I cannot put my finger on. Victorian? Possibly. There are many little shops and stores there that you really wouldn't find anywhere else. For example, today I went to a honey bar complete with little white spoons for honey tasting, a European knock-off perfume shop, and a handmade fudge store. I really wish I had bought that chocolate-almond fudge I saw, I don't know why I did not get any. Maybe I will get some tomorrow. Oh gosh, and the food here is terrific. Nothing beats a gut-filling meal served by a waitress with a strong southern accent. Anyways, it has been a steady 70 degrees here, which is so much better than the 15 degrees back home. But it was a little strange to me when my family and I were complaining about how hot it was and fanning ourselves on Christmas Day.

Well, I must go now. But before I go, I should tell you that I have been taking a lot of pictures with my new camera and will post some pictures when I get back home on Tuesday. Adieu.

Webcam

2008-12-19T18:11:00.004-05:00

Black Leather Jacket: Urban Outfitters Gray Shirt: Loehmann's Denim Cut-offs: Hollister jeans that I cut/ bleached/altered Tights: Loehmann's Black Boots: Famous Footwear Necklace: FIT Style Shop Ring: Flea market

As you can see, I got that leather jacket I wanted! Thanks Mommy. I also have more exciting news-- I am on Lookbook now! I only have the two outfit posts I posted on here, but more are soon to come.

Give me some rock-and-roll

2008-12-05T20:06:00.005-05:00

I have been totally obsessed with everything black and leather lately. I mean an item of leather in an outfit just adds some needed edge.

I especially love pairing leather with something really feminine like a floral print or light airy colors. I know everyone in the blogosphere has a pair of leather leggings right now, and now I need some.

I need these shoes so badly. I feel like if I wore them, I would the epitome of an effortlessly- fashionable girl.

All: Urban Outftters

This bag is amazing. I love how it is woven. It reminds me of some type of Native American bag, just made of leather.

If only I had my job back working at the dog kennel, then could I have the money to buy all of these things. Too bad it was only during the summer. Thankfully, Christmas is soon; I'm sure I'll get a good sum of money then.

Happy blogging all.

Sorry...

2008-12-04T15:45:00.003-05:00

I have very been busy lately with all the clubs I am in, traveling, and such. Since, it's nearly holiday time, everything is just so hectic for me. No need to fret, I'll be back in no time.

By the way, the picture above is my favorite by Salvador Dali, so you most likely will be seeing it again.

Just one of those moments

2008-11-23T23:05:00.002-05:00

I have been sitting in the same spot here on this love seat listening to lame Cartoon Network shows for about... 4 hours now? No, probably 5. I don't even know why. I went to a little "get together" thing with my friends and family earlier today and told myself that later in the day I would do something cool. So much for that grand plan. Typing this is also making my hangnail hurt. I should probably clip it off now. Speaking of pains, I have some hunger ones. Knowing me, I will just soothe them with butter pecan ice cream instead of a healthy snack like I have been taught by health teachers for 4 years now. Why am I still typing this? It is 12:21 pm and I have more productive things to be doing- right? I don't know. I should go.

2008-11-19T19:54:00.009-05:00

Beanie: Style Shop @ FIT

I know everyone has been doing these lately, now so am I. I was tagged by the ever-so-fashionable Chessie from L'Idealista, Il Protettore. Here goes nothing...or everything.

Four Things I Did Today:

1. Went to a debate tournament (and won 2-1!)

2. Shared/heard some gooey-gooey gossip

3. Watched finale of America's Next Top Model

4. Ate some Coco Puffs

Four Things On My To-do List:

1. Start working on graduation project to get it over with

2. Sew with the fabric from Mood

3. Eat a churro

4. Eat another churro

Four Guilty Pleasures:

1. Eating a mini-carton of Haagen-Dazs ice cream in one night

2. Zoning out while playing Guitar Hero

3. Playing with that sticky stuff that comes on the back of letters in the mail

4. Eating chicken stir-fry, aka the best cafeteria food. Ever.

Random Facts About Me:

1. My pinky nails are always longer than the other nails

2. I chew my pen caps

3. I never leave on the tab on a soda can

4. I have been told I wear too much gray.

I know I am supposed to tag someone now, but I can't choose anyone who hasn't already done it. Therefore, anyone who wants to do this can!

WooHoo!

2008-11-11T16:37:00.004-05:00

Today marks a historic day. My first official outfit post! From now on I will post my outfits as often as I can. Enjoy.

Pea Coat: delia's Dress: heritage 1981 Shoes: famous footwear Earrings: flea market Tights: ?

2008-11-05T16:13:00.004-05:00

This is the start of a new. The FIRST BLACK PRESIDENT is finally here-- Barack Obama. I don't think I have been this proud to be an American ever. It makes my eyes well up just thinking of the fact that there are so many old African-Americans who are seeing what they have waited for since their days picking cotton under the hot sun. We have finally gotten over the sin that has haunted us Americans since the beginning of our country's history. Racism shall be forgotten. What might be even better is that foreigners will have such a better image of us. Now instead of them thinking of fat, bald, greedy, white men when they hear the word "America," they will think of us as the country that finally saw the light and wants to change.

We, the younger generation, run this world now. As the older generations tried to hang on to their conservative morals, we said "NO" and elected someone who knows what we want. We are bringing people of all ages, races, genders, and sexual orientations together to sing in peaceful harmony. Now we can really be the UNITED states of America.

2008-11-01T22:38:00.003-04:00

Luckily, my weeks have gotten better and I appreciate the support I received from you guys. Here are some pieces I have bought recently. This is my first step to eventually posting my outfits on here. I will get to those eventually...

All: NYC Flea Market Bracelet: Afghanistan Two Rings on the right: China

Shoes: Famous Footwear

Burgundy: Vintage Coach Green: Puro Cuero, Puerto Rico

2008-10-27T15:16:00.009-04:00

After devouring a deliciously fattening breakfast at Cracker Barrel, I headed on over to Barnes & Noble. Although I honestly wasn't planning on doing anything more than sitting to read Vogue, I spotted this book. I picked it up and began looking at the numerous colorful pictures and was quite happy, considering that I had been to many of the wonders that were shown. I cannot begin to explain how much the world never fails to fascinate me and how looking at pictures can cause a volcano of wanderlust in me. Before I knew it, I was practically in a hypnotic state.

Where Do I Start?

2008-10-19T21:55:00.015-04:00

I sort of wish I was a bear right now. All they ever have to do is eat and hibernate. They never worry about the minute troubles that us humans do (Well, I don't think so at least. I'm afraid I have never been a bear. Yet.). Let me explain to you how this hell-hole of a week has been for me so far. On Monday, I had to wear a splint on my hand because it has been discovered that I have Carpal Tunnel Syndrome in my right hand. Stupid laptop that causes repetitive motion. You have no idea how hard it is to take notes from a teacher to speaks 3424 words per second whilst your palm and wrist are throbbing. Tuesday, I got my benchmark exam back-- C. The sad thing is that I was so confident that I had gotten an A. Wishful thinking, I guess. Wednesday, I walked into school before the bell rang to sit with my friends. We talked about how we all had a gut-feeling that the day was going to be horrible. It was, considering I came across three people who said they found money in their pockets that morning, I had missed my bus, and I had made myself tea that morning for the bus stop, but couldn't even bring it because my hands were full of textbooks. A perfectly delicious berry tea to waste. When I got home that day, my parents had a surprise for my brother and not me. He gets travel to Georgia with my dad. Had they ever thought that maybe I want to miss school and see my grandparents?! I guess not. Today was not as bad as the other days actually, but I guess that's just to give me a break because tomorrow will be a whole new series of unfortunate events (pun intended).

The Models

2008-10-15T15:54:00.015-04:00

I have to decided to celebrate the success of ethnic models. They (we) have proven to be the look designers/people would die to have: mysterious, sensual, exotic.

Green eyes, black eyes, fair skin, ebony skin, numerous hues of hair. Beauty diversified.

Carmen Solomons. South African.

Charo Ronquillo. Philippines.

Chanel Iman. African-American.

Kang Seung-Hyun. Korea.

Jaslene Gonzalez. Puerto Rico.

Liya Kebede. Ethiopia.

Carolina Ribeiro. Brazil.

A Little Substance is All I'm Asking

2008-10-09T20:34:00.007-04:00

I am sure you have heard of this new tv show, Paris Hilton's My New Bff. Yes, people have really stooped this low. If you need a television show to find a friend, you, my friend, have a problem. This is disgusting. I refuse to watch it. I heard from a somewhat hip substitute the other day, that on the first episode, the contestants were given make-overs. How grossly shallow. I did a little research and of course most of them were given platinum blonde Pamela Anderson hair. They even have competitions like "How Long and Hard Can You Party?" and play polo while using bare-chested, herpes-ridden-looking men as horses.

The Apprentice used to be my show... until the Trump man decided to move it to Los Angeles. WAY TO KILL EVERYTHING. "How about the losing team has to sleep outside in tents!?" is what I am guessing Donald Trump said to his posse because this is what happens now instead of them just staying in the apartment like they did during the other seasons. How lame. I thought Donald was supposed to be the epitomy of a buisness man? Obviously not.

I can't even begin to explain how much this disgusts me-- I Love Money. Just shoot me already.

Memories

2008-10-06T19:18:00.004-04:00

Sitting, eating dinner, my mom asked, "Do you have any cozy memories from when you were little?" to my brother and I. My 13-year-old brother of course spoke about some random memory of waking up to a rainy morning and walking down stairs to find that the rest of us were already up and about with smiles on our faces. Not so random actually, I guess. When it was deemed my turn to share, I spoke about my memories of being 10-years-old on winter Saturday mornings. The smell of cinnamon baking apples, biscuits, bacon, and my mothers coffee would literally wake me up. When I walked down stairs my mom would greet me with her usual, "Good morning, little lizard." I would go into describing the "little lizard" thing, but I'd rather not. My dad would be watching his daily dose of the morning news and my brother would be squeezed into the most awkward little crevice he could find, which was usually the little pocket between my parents. I would then sit on the couch and curl into a ball, just to go to sleep again. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I would always do that. I guess the sound of my family's voices soothed me? Not sure. My moms cozy memory story sort of makes mine sound amateur though. She talked about living in Alaska when the days were dark for 24 hours. She would go inside from the frigid winds and warm up from the steam from the food my Grandma would cook. Beans and rice, probably, which is what us Creoles are famous for. The steam would make condensation on the windows and my mom would write all over them with her fingers. Great memory, right?

This kind of saddens me because this just a memory and doesn't happen anymore. Growing up is kind of a sad thought. Now my Saturdays are full with debate tournaments, fashion classes, and chores. I secretly envy little kids. Well, I guess it's not a secret anymore.

What is your cozy memory?

Metamorphosis

2008-10-03T19:38:00.007-04:00

Remember these days? I sure do. When I was young, I could watch Mary-Kate and Ashely Olsen's To Grandmother's House We Go a million times. Oh, those beaded bandanas and platform flip-flops. It seems like I have watched these twins grow up (even though they are 6 years older than I). Now look. They stalk around in sky-high stilettos and peer over avant-garde sunglasses. I admire them for it.

I could, and maybe should, have put up so many more pictures but that would have taken hours. They way they put together clothing to look so thrown together and expensive-sloppy is so lovely. Even though it seems as if they are still trying to hold on to the heroin chic look, I am officially declaring the Olsen twins as my fashion inspiration.

I Love City Life

2008-09-27T22:03:00.008-04:00

I woke up extremely excited this morning because today was the first day of my Fashion Marketing & Advertising Class at FIT (Fashion Institute of Technology) in New York City. My mom, brother, and I caught the NJ Transit up to the city, which got us there at 12:46. Of course we had to stop for food before I went to my class, which started at 1:30, because my brother needed to "pack some food in his sack for future digestion." Yeah, he had to come with us because my dad is in Puerto Rico on a business trip right now. Anyways, after some good 'ol Jamaican food, off to FIT we went. I was the second student to arrive in the class. I kind of liked this because that way I could see what everyone else was wearing as they walked in. In my class were 10 girls and a boy.

Most of the girls were from NY or New Jersey, one had a British accent and one had a Russian accent. I wish I had an accent, it would make me that much more interesting. The professor explained normal first day things then began to talk about what we came for. He explained how marketing is pretty much a mind game, luxurious brands will not be luxury forever, and how Apple is a miracle worker. And other things obviously, I love it, so interesting. Marketing connects with everything in the whole world really, sort of makes the world go round.

What I extremely enjoyed though, was the 30-minute break we were given (not to sound like a lazy bum or anything). I was so peaceful just sitting there with my new fashionable friends on the damp little stoop. Just watching the city people pass. I cannot wait until next Saturday.

Lists of Seven

2008-09-25T16:56:00.007-04:00

Ways to Achieve Happiness and Success:

1. Be yourself and do not worry what others will think.
2. Slacking will only hurt you in the long run.
3. Make time for relaxing.
4. Reflect on what you have achieved and where you are going with your life.
5. One word. Karma.
6. Find what truly makes you happy and not someone else.
7. Negativity is a waste of time and energy.

Fashion Tips:

1. Matchy-matchy is tacky-tacky.
2. It is always better to be overdressed than under.
3. Make a good mascara your new best friend.
4. Fake tans are more obvious than you might think.
5. When all else fails, go with a simple chignon.
6. Keep cleavage to a minimum.
7. Well kept nails (painted or not) are a must.

Must Haves:

1. A simple white or black shirt.
2. Flat knee-high boots.
3. Thickening mascara.
4. Opaque black tights.
5. Dark wash skinny jeans.
6. At least one ruffly shirt.
7. Colorful scarves for simple outfits.

Here Goes Nothing

2008-09-18T17:59:00.005-04:00

I know this has nothing to do with fashion or art, or anything of that premise. But I just have to share this.

Yesterday, I went to Six Flags Great Adventure along with my family and my brother's friends to celebrate his 13th birthday. As I am a thrill junkie, I was quite excited to know that the Six Flags in New Jersey was home to the fastest, tallest roller coaster in the world. The Kingda Ka. Us kids had come up with the perfect plan to how we would execute the riding of this coaster. We decided we would ride it as a finale. If you have been to an amusement park, you know that as you walk around there is always this one coaster that you can see everywhere you go. The Kindga Ka was that coaster.

It seemed like it touched the clouds. From 0 to 128 mph in only 3.5 seconds, pulling 1.67 G's. 456 feet of pure exhilaration. Before I knew it, I was being strapped into the seat, bouncing up and down with pure terror. This, might I add, was a completely new sensation for me because not many things make me scared. Not to sound like I'm Hercules or anything. Woosh! My face was like in one of those movies where the people's cheeks fly back exposing their gums. The pressure so intense, it forced my eyes shut. Going up the side of the huge hill felt like I was being shot into space with a super cannon. Once the cart got to the crest, I peeked my eyes open and I could see the whole world (a tad exaggerated). Then, too soon after, I was plunging down the side, which was crazier than a celebrity baby name. I would post the candid picture of me flying up the side, but I am not that brave.

Now I can say I have ridden the fastest, tallest roller coaster in the world. If there is ever a new one, just tell me how to get there.

Do Something Productive, Please.

2008-09-17T15:10:00.003-04:00

I guess you know when your blog is getting good, because it seems like just when it gets somewhat known, that one person comes. That one person who just leaves you mean comments to put you down because they actually feel self-conscious about themselves. So, this message is for that one person.

I always reject your rude comments, so you are fighting a battle you will never win. What you say doesn't phase me one bit. Haven't you ever been told if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all?

The Simple Life

2008-09-14T10:24:00.010-04:00

When I see people like this, I am so envious. I always imagine their lives are simple and easy and go along the lines of this. Wake up around 7:30, What's for breakfast today? they think, throw on their signature outfit, get up and go to the morning market to smell the fresh fruit and vegetables along with the hustle and bustle of the other early risers, meet their other simple lived friends at the corner cafe. Get the picture? If only I lived in a place where this ideal life was possible.

(I am truly sorry for putting this picture of Miley Cyrus up. I just liked the bike.)

How Sketchy

2008-09-13T00:42:00.010-04:00

I have been noticing more and more people sketching and creating art in moleskine journals. Here are just some of the best ones I have come across (thanks to flickr).

This one is by HeidiBurton. I thinks it's cool how she cuts a hole in the cover and makes it part of her design. She even has a website where you can buy her drawings, journals, and other unique arts.

This sketch is by steev-o. As I was browsing his flickr profile, I sort of started to understand his style of bright colors and with paint. I choose to show you this one because it was so unlike his others.

This was created by doodle and design. Most of their art was made of magazine clippings and tape, as is this one.

Seeing all this art makes me sincerely wish I could draw, sketch, paint...something.

A Small Alteration

2008-09-07T16:21:00.004-04:00

You might not have noticed, but I changed my "Picture of the Day" section to say "Picture of the Moment". I didn't have a chance to update the picture everyday due to my somewhat of a hectic schedule, that is why I made a little change in the wording. This way, I won't have to update the picture everyday and I can pretty much change it whenever I feel is necessary. When the moment is right.

New Yorking for a Day

2008-09-06T19:59:00.016-04:00

I've read over my old blogs and realized that I begin my posts with "So," too often. Therefore, I will start by saying... Once upon a time.

Once upon a time, I went to New York. My mom bought tickets for her and I to see the Ann Spoyer and Prince Williams 3rd fashion shows during Couture Fashion Week. We decided it would be fun to make a day trip out of it. We caught the 10:06 train from Hamilton, NJ to Penn Station (which was an hour and twenty minute ride) in center of the city. We had about two hours before the show actually started once we arrived, so we decided to kill two birds with one stone. You see, I signed up for the fall fashion marketing classes at FIT and I had to get my student ID card. As we were walking the two blocks it took to get to the building we I would get my ID, I saw a few interesting things.

We found the FIT museum where there was a little exhibit going on showing fashions from all the decades beginning from the 1800s. You're lucky I am showing you this picture because right after I shot it I got yelled at by a security guard for taking pictures.

I liked this.

How's about some scenery for ya'?

I came across many of these garbage-art walls. We had got to Building D. I expected the halls of FIT to be a little more decorative because it is a fashion and designing school. But, it just looked like every other college in the country.

After I got my ID card, I wanted to go to Mood to find fabric for a pattern that I wanted to sew. I was so caught up with all the amazing fabrics, that I forgot to take pictures for you all. No worries, when I have my garments completed I will post them up here. By this time, the doors of the fashion show were opening, so be walked on over to the hotel it where was held. After stopping for some Jamaican food, that is. Here are some pictures from the show.

This picture right above me is of Ann Spoyer herself and her daughter. Honestly, I did not love her collection. Probably because I am not a huge fan of gold embellishment. Don't get me wrong or anything, a couple of her pieces were pretty. I wouldn't consider anything ground breaking or unique though. I hate to admit it, but I was more inspired by the fashionable people in the audience than by her clothes. After the Ann Spoyer collection, Prince Williams 3rd showed his.

This is the designer Prince William the 3rd. When he came out, everyone whooped and hollered. It was sort of funny. His collection was quirky and different and his models were definitely not the norm. His style is overtly preppy with a twist and he might have had an obsession with plaid. To me, it seemed like the audience was more captivated with his collection than Ann Spoyer's. I was even lucky enough to get a picture with him.

This just about concludes my story. Have a good weekend all.

My Shoulder Hurts...

2008-09-04T15:02:00.005-04:00

Due to the large amount of homework I have been given recently (even though this is the first week of school), I won't be able to spend hours at a time browsing the web and writing new posts for you all. Even this ridiculous homework is taking a toll on my body. My shoulder has been sore due to my too heavy bag. And this odd position I am sitting in right now isn't exactly helping. However, I am still logging on daily to look at my favorite blogs. So keep writing well bloggers. Well actually, there is one good thing about starting school again. I get to walk around with this bag I bought from Urban Outfitters for my various books and things.

Heck, since I have a little bit of time right now, I'll show you a couple other things I bought from Urban Outfitters for my back-to-school wear.

Bookworming

2008-08-29T19:40:00.003-04:00

Today is a rather gloomy day and it has been raining on and off. My brother, myself, and my dad were home today due to an inservice day and a little later on, my mom came home early, as she usually does on Fridays. We went on a little outing to lunch and Barnes and Noble. As my mom was despertly trying to find a book called The Insider's Guide to the Colleges, 2009 Edition for me, I ventured on over to the Travel Essay section. There were the normal ones with titles like My Trip to Greece and Off to China. But one title jumped out at me. Tales From Nowhere. This is some of what the back said:

We've all been to Nowhere. It might have been in the middle of Borneo or Beijing. It might have been in a Mayan mountain village, along a time-worn trail in Tuscany, on an isolated South Pacific island, or under a desert moon in Mali. Nowhere is a setting, a situation and a state of
mind. It's not on any map, but you know when you're there.

Sounds cool right? So in the book are 30 short essays about peoples' adventure finding or being in Nowhere. I haven't finished the book yet, but it is already so amazing.

I Need Strength

2008-08-25T15:27:00.009-04:00

About a month ago, I began to stock up on fall clothing. So far I have bought sweaters, hats, scarves, and long pants with my hard earned work money. Yet, I still feel unprepared for the fall because of one little thing. I don't have this Dolce Vita Leather Bomber Jacket. I found it on the Urban Outfitters website and went ballistic because I had to have it. Being the impulsive online shopper that I am, I put it in my shopping cart. After some more browsing, I thought I had done enough and double checked what I already had in my shopping cart. Everything seemed fine until I looked at the final price of $632. I was shocked and made sure I had only put one of everything in my basket. I had. So why the high price of it all? This Dolce Vita Leather Bomber Jacket was $495. I immediately clicked it out of my basket and continued to buy my other clothes.

But now, I am still wanting this jacket with a passion and have been trying to save my money for it. Every time I go to the mall, I end up buying something else "I had to have." Only $350 to go.

Fashion is Ironic

2008-08-22T22:47:00.006-04:00

I don't know why, but today I felt like looking up the history of bohemians. Well actually I do know why. People say I dress it. So, I wanted to find out who they were and what they were really like. According to Wikipedia, they were pretty much like gypsies and lived very artistic lives. Today we think of bohemian fashion as expensive brands that use earthy colors and design flowy clothing. I find it ironic that people these days try so hard to seem like they don't care too much about fashion just to seem like a bohemian (by they, I mean people like me who think the bohemian style is divine) and that real bohemians didn't give a hoot about fashion or what they looked like. They were usually just so darn poor that the clothing they had was too big and did not fit properly. This is what we aim for:

And this is what they really were:

Up and Coming

2008-08-21T12:32:00.004-04:00

If you are as interested in fashion as I am, consider going to one of these fashion shows. GenArt is again hosting their annual fashion shows dedicated to up-and-coming designers. They have hosted designers such as Zac Posen, Milly, and Hollywould. Me, myself am going to the 14th annual Fresh Faces fashion show in New York City. This show is said to have 6 womenswear and 2 menswear designers. However, if you happen to be thinking, "I wish they hosted something else besides fashion shows." They do! GenArt also has annual film festivals, art galleries, and concerts. If you are planning on going or have been to something GenArt hosted, I would love to know.

Make Over

2008-08-20T23:34:00.003-04:00

I have been experimenting with tons of different types of headers for The Millennial Life. This is what I have come up with. I think is fully represents what I write about. Don't you? Abstract ideas and feelings. I think it will due for now.

Psychological Issues

2008-08-14T11:09:00.007-04:00

This morning started horribly for me. I woke up to the piercing shrieks of my mom yelling, "Aysia, Get up! You have 15 minutes!" You see, I had a doctors appointment this morning at 8:00 am. I don't know what type sadistic person schedules an appointment that early, but someone in my family did. Any who, I dragged out of bed, still somewhat hungover from watching Project Runway and the Olympics so late, to go get my blood drawn. Now that I think about it, I don't even know why I had to get that done. It's not like I am sick or anything. I wasn't nervous in the car, but once I was in the waiting room, I felt horrid. I was so anxious and had the feeling of butterflies in my stomach (not the good kind either). Eventually a Middle Eastern woman with a strong accent called my name and took me back into a white plastic looking room. As she was feeling for my veins she said, "You are such a skinny person, that's why your veins are skinny too." I didn't really know how to respond to this, so I didn't. I was too preoccupied about why I could hear my heart beating in my ears. I didn't even feel the needle go into me, but for some reason I could feel tears running down my face. Once I was done, I walked out of the office as fast as I could so no one would see me. "Why are you crying?" my brother asked. I just shrugged my shoulders because I didn't even know the answer to that. I have come to the conclusion that I have an unexplainable fear of needles.

El Pueblo de Jaco

2008-08-08T22:45:00.028-04:00

Jaco is a cute little surf town on the Pacific Coast of Costa Rica. Most of the people here are college-aged and come just for the surfing season. The streets are jam-packed with cars and people on bicycles and you are constantly smelling delicious rice and beans. Dogs roam the streets in packs of four or five and people seem not to even notice them. The muscular, bare-chested, Spanish-speaking teens who hold surfboards with the tops of their buttcracks showing are just as plentiful as the women selling pottery, which is quite a few, might I add. Today, I went to quaint little clothing boutiques, and most of them were very my style. Which I would decribe as... New Yorker hippie goes to Paris and dines with Caeser of the Romans? I bought these really cool shoes at a store called Guacamole. My first day in Jaco, my family and I ate dinner at a Soda, which is a restaurant that doesn't have its liquor liscense. I had beans and rice and beef and some carrot salad- it was delicious. I even ordered the whole thing in Spanish! No matter how full I was, I couldn't stop eating. Yeah, that's not too healty is it? Well, I feel I have already bored you with my non-stop typing. So, here are the pictures.

There were stores like this around every corner. Most of them had the same things-clothing, bowls, and little tourist trinkets.

Since Jaco is a surf town, it is only natural that surfboards were everywhere.

I am still trying to figure out what it says on the sign of this car. "Mientra el ice come rico, el pueblo se muere de hambre. Digamosle no al abuso." Do you know what it means?

This is my favorite store ever, even better than Heritage 1981. It is called Guacamole.

Yum. This was actually my mom's dish. I would have posted what my food looked like, but by the time we got the camera out, I was already digging in.

This was an "escuela primera." An elementary school. With my amazing spanish skills, I explained how my mom wanted to go to a local school for her pictures.

That's Jaco!

I Love the World: Beijing Olympics '08

2008-08-08T13:42:00.003-04:00

Since the day I first saw the commercials for the Beijing 2008 Olympics, I was eccstatic. China has been fighting to be accepted as part of the modern-day world for over 100 years. This is their time to shine and be recognized as a country just as modern as the United States and the rest of the world is. As I was watching the television, I saw the hundreds of Chinese athletes with huge smiles on their faces. I felt so happy for them because now they can tell their children about the day China "became" part of the world. I swear, I am going to start saving my money (right after I buy the dressform I want) just so I can a good seat for the next Olympics.

Humans Should Take Advice From the Animal World

2008-08-06T23:27:00.005-04:00

Literally 6 seconds ago, I hopped into bed next to my dad as he was watching a show on Animal Planet. The show was about the life cycle of penguins. The segment I happened to see was of a little baby penguin being pried and proded away from its mother by other jealous mothers who , I am guessing, lost their own babies. I felt sorry for the poor baby because after about 5 mintues of its feathers being pulled out of its skin because it was most wanted, it was kicked to the curb and left out in the cold due to its not being able to choose what to do. The narrator even went to say that sometimes the baby penguins were killed in this frenzy. Now this, I think, very well relates to humans. Don't you? In the sense that if you are constantly being pulled in different directions (wether, it is school, politics, or religion) you will be hurt...badly. But, if you don't choose a way, you will have nothing and be worse off than you started.

Viva la Vida

2008-08-05T22:56:00.007-04:00

As I said in a previous post, I am on vacation in Costa Rica with my family. Today, we went to Manuel Antonio National Park to see all the tropical animals that live here. I was walking with our 12-person tour group and found myself seperated from my family. I looked to my left and noticed I was walking next to this 50-something year lady. She had very tan, blotchy skin from years of sun damage and wore those official "travelers clothes". You know, with the cargo pants and neutral colored outfits. She turned and smiled at me and before I knew it, she was telling me about her experiences in Tunisia, Patagonia, Australia, and more. I was only half-listening however, I more more focused on how I wanted to be like her one day. To really experience life and not let fears and worries hold you back. To learn about other cultures. I don't even know what this woman's name was, and she probably doesn't know mine, but man was she cool. Little does she know that I will remeber her forever.

How did they do it?

2008-08-04T09:06:00.003-04:00

I have been typing the same phrase into Google for the past 30 minutes, "How to get more people to read my blog". If you happen to be one of those successful bloggers out there, please give little bloggers like me advice.

Arriving in Costa Rica

2008-08-03T16:58:00.004-04:00

Hello readers. I am with my family on vacation right now in Costa Rica. Gosh, it's lovely here. The people are so friendly and the landscape is marvelous. When my family and I arrived in San Jose, our driver met us and we prepared for a two hour ride throught the windy mountain roads to our resort. So, the first thing I noticed was that the roads do not compare to the roads we have back in the U.S. They are narrow and bumpy, but this didn't bother me a bit. Matter of fact, I liked it because it made me feel a tad bit like my idol, Anthony Bourdain. The first little town we rode through was so cute. The buildings and houses were low and colorful and they all had gates out front. Many people were walking from place to place and a couple of them weren't wearing shoes. Collarless dogs roamed the streets and cows and horses grazed in the little land they had. As it turned out, every little town from here on was exactly the same as the last. But I never got bored. It seemed like we drove around, up, and down every mountain in Costa Rica. The steepness of the moutains and the guardless roads combined with the spuratic driving of our stick-shifted car made for a very nervous me. After what seemed like 24 hours, we arrived at our resort which turned out to be way worth the tough and rough journey here.

Picture of the Days

2008-07-31T21:08:00.005-04:00

As you can see, I made a Picture of the Day section where I will put up a picture that expresses my current mood, ideas, or anything of that nature. If you have any suggestions of a particular photographer, painter, or designer, tell me. Enjoy!

My Inspiration

2008-07-30T23:46:00.008-04:00

Anthony Bourdain is my first and last love. Anyone who can bash on Rachael Ray and Bobby Flay without being the number one story on E! is my hero, no doubt. I can't get over the way this picture epitomizes his very existence. Gourmet food, yet still keeping his rough-around-the-edges, painfully-blunt self clearly visible. If you do not watch Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations, you need to look it up pronto. On the show, he goes all over the world and experiences the people's traditional lifestyle. But what just puts the cherry on top for me is that he says the things that you are too afraid to say. I can remember last week, I saw an episode where he was interviewing people to be his personal guide during his adventures and he came across a woman who wanted to show him, and all of the people in the world with cable for that matter, her own country of Saudi Arabia. He simply said, "Why should I go to Saudi Arabia? It doesn't seem like a rollicking good time." His face was without the slightest bit of kidding.

As a thank you to those who are taking the time to read my posts, I will let you know a wee secret of mine... I have a list posted on my metal bed hung up with magnets titled My Goals in Life (I never share it to people by the way). Number one reads 1. Meet Anthony Bourdain and be the next "him".

Is It Just Me?

2008-07-14T22:53:00.003-04:00

I cannot help but to think of the good-'ol-school-days. While I was thinking about classes and boys, a question popped in my head. Why does it seem like a lot of teenagers dress the same? I don't know what it is like at your school, but at mine, alot of people dress in ONLY and I mean ONLY! American Eagle and Abercrombie & Fitch. Why? I ask myself. Are they afraid to show their individuality? I think so.

So, I'm not really sure what direction I am going in with this post. Just another thought to ponder...

So, I went to Montreal...

2008-07-08T18:56:00.013-04:00

Canada, for the International Festival of Jazz this past weekend (it's the largest jazz festival in the world, might I add). As I explored the Jazz Fest, I noticed many strange things, one of which was

a man on stilts dressed like a spider. Considering I am totally creeped out about spiders, I wanted to get away from it as fast as humanly possible!

The Jazz Festival is held in Montreal every year and lasts for 11 days. Even though it's called the jazz festival, there is really all kinds of music there. I would say it's more "world" music. The crowd is very diverse, with people from probably every culture you can think of there. The photo above was taken at the closing concert of the festival. There was a crowd of several thousand people including tiny babies to 90 year olds. The crowd was very happy and well-behaved, dancing in the streets and just enjoying the music. One of the things I noticed is that something like this could never happen in the United States for the following reasons:

1. There would be way too many drunk and roudy people there for parents to bring their small children.

2. People would be talking loud and obnoxiously and most likely dancing "dirty."

3. Young people would have to be careful because of pervs on the loose.

Personally, I thought it was amazing how people didn't have to worry about getting mugged or harassed walking back to their hotels.

McDonald's. They're everywhere! How much you wanna bet that one day they'll take over the world?

I was walking down as street when I saw this. It must have been about a block long. I love urban art!

We also went to Old Montreal. It was very quaint and reminded me of my days walking down the streets of Rome --with gelato shops and all!

All in all, Montreal was superb and I suggest one year you go there.

Green

2008-06-29T22:12:00.008-04:00

Ok. It's time for the talk (those words make you nervous, don't they?) -- the green talk, that is. If you are one of those people who leaves on all the lights or takes 30-minute showers, take a moment to read these facts. A one- or two-minute reduction of your average shower can save up to 700 gallons of water per month. Incandescent light bulbs (the normal shaped ones) produce 90% heat and only 10% light, while halogen lights are only slightly better, but last much longer. See? I bet you never knew that these minuscule changes could save so much energy and water. What are some simple things you can do to be more "green?" Turn off the lights if you're the last one to leave a room. Turn off your TV if you're not watching it. Unplug things like your cell phone charger and stereo so you're not wasting energy. The way I see it, the world needs to give back to mother nature. Right? If we just take and take and take and take, the earth will be practically empty of natural resources for our grandchildren --- and no one wants that! So, be responsible for your own actions and be conscious of what you are doing...or not doing.

I'll bet you think you're not contributing to global warming, don't you? Well, sorry to tell you, but we're all contributing to it in some way. You can find out just how much you are contributing to it by measuring your carbon footprint. A carbon footprint is a measurement of the impact of your activities on the environment. This is measured in terms of the amount of greenhouse gases are produced from your activities. So, go measure at http://www.conservation.org/act/live_green/carboncalc/Pages/default.aspx

Want Designer Clothes for Cheap? Of Course you do.

2008-06-29T16:34:00.007-04:00

If you want designer clothes like Dolce & Gabbana, Gustto, Hickey, and Valentino for dirt cheap-well not really dirt cheap, but you know what I mean. At Gilt Groupe you can find deeply discounted designer duds. Gilt Groupe is an exclusive members-only website. You can join when another member invites you to. Once you become a member, invite someone to join. When that person makes a purchase, Guilt Groupe will put $25 into your account, which can go toward something you purchase. So, if 5 people that you invited buy things, thats $125 in your account and enough for you to buy that Erin Fetherston dress! Lucky for you, I am a member and, just for reading my blog, I'll invite you to join! Just e-mail me at aysia418@yahoo.com saying, "I want to be a Gilt member."

Mathangi Arulpragasam

2008-06-27T20:39:00.012-04:00

Mathangi Arulpragasam, aka M.I.A., is surely entertaining people all over the world. This London-born vocalist/record producer/songwriter/composer/visual artist is doing it all (as you can see due to my numerous /s). M.I.A., in my opinion, represents the Millennial generation. Seriously -- she is a Sri Lankan Brit who raps! Talk about breaking down stereotypes in all forms! She also talks about problems with immigration, politics, and violence. Not to mention that her songs are so catchy! "Boyz", "Paper Planes", and "Galang" keep me dancing around my room all night long. She is truly an inspiration for people who are trying to break into the music industry but are afraid of what people will think. Check her out at http://www.miauk.com/. Let me know what you think.

Also, who else can pull off wearing this?!?

Hello Bloggers and Fellow Millennials,

2008-06-27T19:33:00.004-04:00

As you can see, I am a newbie in this wonderful world of blogging. Hopefully, my audience will grow and many people will seek it out to read it! Welcome to The Millennial Life. Sounds sophisticated, no? Just in case you happen to not know what a Millennial is, I will explain. Millennials, or sometimes referred to as Generation Y, is the generation that was born from 1983 to 2001. We are known to voice our ideas and opinions, be tech-savvy, act as global peace makers, fix what other generations have ruined, and to change things for the better. The Millennial life sure is an exciting, liberating, and cultured one. Think about the types of music we listen to, the foods we eat, the clothes we wear, and the books we read; they challenge the status quo and express our individuality. Just in case you are one of those people who are always on their way to the rave or that new vegan-organic-eco-friendly-Chinese resaurant on the corner that your friends have been talking about, stop by my blog to catch up on what's happening in this Millennial world!

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