I want a vacation...

I want to go to there. If it's the first day of summer, why don't I feel it? I mean I FEEL it (thanks, heat and humidity) but I don't feel it, thanks work, grad school internship, life as an adult. Ugh.

i really do heart the ronsons.

such a nice jewish family with a renaissance of talents. mark is responsible for everything you and i have ever loved from lily allen and amy winehouse (i might even be the one ultimately responsible from bringing her back from the dead...maybe). samantha really needs no explanation- anyone who puts up with lilo's antics and agrees with me on american idol (via twitstalking) has a place in my heart. but today, it's all about charlotte.

her line, i heart ronson, found in jc penney is SO FREAKING adorable and appropriate for california summer work place (light, cotton and colorful- please do recall i spent last summer sitting at a desk with no AC in 105 degree weather plus forest fires right above us... i'm prepared for anything).

for less than $150, i will soon own the following adorable play and work pieces (including the tie dye top in TWO colors- yes!).

COME ON!

Can someone please explain to me why I did not make this Coachella recap spread on Free People's main page? Hrmm hello?!! Perhaps it was because Marissa and I were too busy making crackhead faces and telling anorexic jokes to eachother. And that scares off people who don't know us.

Sin City on a budget?

As mentioned, we're going to the Vegas for one fabulous birthday weekend. What this truly means to me (and Chan, as proven) is a WONDERFUL excuse to expand our wardrobes....even if our closets are bursting at the seams with party dresses and short shorts. Since I wasn't able to wear all of my options to Coachella (what?! it was only three days and there were NO opportunities for a costume change...it's a freaking field, people!), I promise promise promise to try to use some of my wonderful pieces that didn't get a single frame in the Vegas. To add on to those pieces, I also pledge (to myself?) to only spend $200...eek.

The first night, I get in late. I always travel in about the same thing- comfy soft cotton tee, grandpa cardigan, leggings or skinnies and flip flops or easily pulled off boots. On a side note, I fly so much that I've become George Clooney in UP IN THE AIR and get seriously irate at people who can't pull everything off themselves (laptop included, folks) in the security line. Be ready people- I have outfits to wear out on the Vegas strip!

Since I won't need a day outfit, let's move on to my first evening ensemble. Vegas is one hundred percent anything goes...I love this skirt and would totally wear it again.



Between $20-$30 on different skate/surf sites....god, I love juniors departments! I want to wear it with these shoes...



Which means I need to find a way to throw some pink in there...right? Something along the lines of this (althought it wouldn't get to me in time from Gilt Groupe which means I need to keep searching!)



On that note, I need a black clutch. I want one that has a strap because it's so annoying having to hold your bag in your hand all night...Or I could get my pink fix this way. Adorable for $26!



So that's day one....

Day two better be spent by the pool in this hat, romper and bsuit (which I already own, thankfully).






For night 2 of the celebrations, I think I might ACTUALLY go basic black, even though I do dig this dress in the print too...thoughts? feelings? opinions? Basic black means more accessories...either way I wear my wedding shoes (in purple or black!)



The last dat, so help me little baby jesus in a tuxedo shirt, I want to be at the pool again, but I know in my heart of hearts, I will inevitably be wearing my denim short and a huge white t-shirt. Back on the plane where I will definitely be in a hoodie, leggings and flip flops....and sleeping the whole hour back to LA.

I simply cannot wait, but I must :)

And the shopping commences...

I went three weeks (that's almost a month!) without doing any shopping. Pat on the back. Maybe it's because the Miami heatwave has finally reached South Florida for the summer or the fact that I am heading to Vegas with my best girlfriends in a month (and mentally and physically preparing my one-beer-queer body for the sh*t show that will follow). Or that I am having a really, really lazy Sunday and feeling quite unaccomplished right now. Whatever the reasons I construed, I needed a couple of wardrobe updates stat. So ergo summertime, easy breezy dress for the weekend beach days:

And for Vegas-- a little edgier, a little mini and a little tight on the bottom:

Both dresses hailed from the holy land that is Free People except I got them at Macy's. Reason: Free People's Super Tank Mini Dress is $68 on their Web site and $30 on Macys.com. Enter coupon code, Macysfriend, and save 20% plus free shipping. Deal. 

Is this weird?

This is pretty much what I want to wear on my wedding day...sorry, Mom, but we all know it's just going to be an homage to the Woodstock years I didn't get to live.

And I'm 8 years old again...

Remember when I waxed poetics about The Baby-Sitter's Club? Well now coming to a mailbox near me is:

Kewl. So this will take me about 30 minutes to read? Awesome and I can't wait :)

Coachella Recap

What a week it was for Rissa and I, with her new job and my new-ish job, and then Coachella! The music fest was everything we imagined it to be and more. Though sadly Marissa did not have her opportune moment with Penn Badgley (and mine with Zooey), she did see Cappie from Greek (real name, we're not sure). Aside from the music, the best thing about Coachella were the outfits. Some of the most adorable rompers and the trendiest hipsters ever. From strange reunions to the amazing Muse to the rockin' Gorillaz (who did NOT perform as animated cardboard cutouts as Marissa presumed), we of course, looked good doing it all. And now for the style recap.

Day 1
On Marissa: Urban Renewal
On Chan: Mink Pink

Day 2
On Marissa: Velvet Hermoine dress, Marc by Marc Jacobs sandals
On Chan: Free People Floral Cabbage Rose dress, Charles David sandals

Day 3
On Marissa: Levis 501 shorts from Urban Outfitters, shirt from Anthropologie
On Chan: Romper from Top Shop

It's not too early to plan for next year's fest, right?

Next week

I'll be on that 777 to California to spend three fun-filled, music-filled days with my Mahida. But before I leave on a jet plane, it will have been a good week already, thanks to the season premiere OF:

FINALLY! Oh, I've waited so very long for your return, my Gleeks. Tuesdays after Idol? I will not be leaving that couch.

So.v.obsessed.

Let's first revisit how ADORABLE K.Stew and Dakota looked at the LA premiere of THE RUNAWAY:


I have no more words than I've already said. Oh who am I kidding? It's no secret- I love that crazy K Stew so much more when she isn't associated with Bella Swan or vampires or werewolves. She's gotta a killer bod, flawless skin and once the Joan Jett hair grows out, well...it will be better that's for sure.

Dakota is so presh and SO age appropriate.

And neither failed to please this week with a NY premiere and a quick trip down to South by Southwest (#SXSW for all of the cool kids on the tweeter).




This is precisely what being a princess would be like in my imagination. Fabulous frocks, makeup teams to make me look flawless, jetsetting, Robert Pattinson waiting for you when you got home. A girl can dream...HAPPY FRIDAY!

A Little Like Heaven

Sitting by the front door are two heavy, heavy trash bags of clothes I am ridding to charity or hopefully selling to Plato's Closet in Gainesville for $$. Clothes I've once loved but now must part. Clothes I've only worn once and never again. Clothes that were part of a style I was going through, and then I outgrew that phase. Clothes that I pretended to like and never did. Clothes that I did like, but absolutely forgotten about. Clothes that I never wore... and never will. And clothes that just have to go so I can make room for more in my tiny, tiny closet. And shoes. Mainly my criteria for donating shoes is if they are not comfortable. And there goes 10 pairs of shoes I've worn maybe once, including lots from Mod Cloth (never, ever buy shoes from there--they will make your feet cry and hate you) and my beautiful Via Spiga black peep-toe heels I bought in NYC the summer of '06 and I wore for like maybe 20 minutes until I couldn't take the pain anymore.

But that's not the only reason why I'm returning to Gainesville after a long hiatus since Christmas break. I'm also returning to shop at Urban Threads, duh. What better way to prepare for the music fest Rissa and I can't stop talking about than to hit the catalog returns of Anthro, Free People and Urban Outfitters. Are you jealous? Yeah, you should be 'cause it's AHHHMAZING.

And I do miss Mama and Papa Tran and lil hippie sister, Van. And like the two friends I have left there. And Natalie's home cooking. And I just miss swampy, tree-filled, orange and blue-y Gainesville. Plus, the Gators practice on Saturday! And dude, I gotta get out of Miami. It's seeping into my pores.

I think this is Bivens Arm. Looks peaceful but it's a place where only the Gators come out alive. :)

Flinging into Spring.

Whenever I've gone on crash diets, I've always had dreams of eating lots and lots of delicious pasta. The last two nights I have had dreams of buying lots and lots of new clothes- my own personal recession has started invading my subconcious. How sad.

That said, my quarter life crisis (as in the big 2-5) is a mere 12 days away. Sound the alarms. It's bday shopping time...and because I've been on such a low-cal, restrictive diet of no no no, I already basically know what I want. Drumroll, puhleeeeease ....

Courtesy of Free People










It's 86 degrees today. And it's only going to get hotter. And we aren't getting air conditioning in our office until the end of the summer. These looks and pieces are super light, versatile and perfectly 500 Days with a downtown twist/bohemian rhapsody. Loves. Still on the lookout for the perfect romper (not black!) and a crossbody bag that won't rip my hair out or leave marks all over my shoulders.

Dress I can't stop obsessing

Picture two girls in fun, flirty, springy sundresses bouncing away to Phoenix aannnddd swaying back and forth to She & Him (or secretly trying to sneak on stage so I can touch Zooey. Creepy, no?) But imagine that springy sundress is this Free People "dazzling ditsy dress" with its oh-so-adorbs tulle hemline. I've found a sale on Bloomingdales for it, but should I wait longer for a bigger markdown? Oh, don't make me regret waiting, online shopping world.

So presh.

Yes yes yes! Look how pretty you can look when you dress like a girl!

On a side note, whoever is voting for American Idol deserves to have their teeny tiny little feet stepped on with stiletto heels. WTF America?

As Chan and I like to call it, "the Gokey effect" has taken full hold of you fools. Why oh why oh why would you keep that strange little boy and neckless Peter Pan over my dear sweet Lambchoppy? He had easily the best voice to listen to! Why are you so scared of what's different, middle America? Why do you need your patriotism shoved down your throat in the form of a song about soldiers and daddys and sons? Jeez louise....

And, that, my friends, is after taking an hour long pilates class this morning...imagine how livid I was last night?

OMG shoes!

With Coachella and summer on my mind AND a Charles Davids sample sale on Rue La La, my Friday started off with a dent in my credit card, as usual:

I think I got my flats for the music fest, though! Yay hippies and hipsters unite for an orgy of music-ness! And of course, wedges are a must-need-must-have for South Beach strolling.

Chan and Marissa do Coachella-ella-ella-ay

Yesterday started as a pretty so-so day until Chan decided to book her flight and buy her three day pass to COACHELLA and come play with me for three whole days of live music, very live sun and real live hipsters!

What this REALLY means is...wardrobe planning.

I already have my awesome jorts in hand. (If you don't know what jorts are, shame on you. As described yesterday to a SoCal native, "definition of jorts=jean shorts. Floridians are INFAMOUS for loving them to an unhealthy degree. If you were a Florida State fan, you could really get a Gator's goat by saying "Florida fans love jorts." Oh how I miss the south...




I went up a size (I'm always between sizes anyway) and they actually fit me just like adorable Summer Roberts here.

Next up, I also treated myself to some perfect spring time flats.



For the rest of my wardrobe needs for this fabulous opportunity to show off my super indie side (bahaha yea right), I want:

1) A crossbody bag with a cloth or leather strap. The metal ones always rip my hair up.
2) A peasanty cotton blouse to wear with my jorts.
3) A beach cover up that doesn't look super beachy to wear over...
4) A new bathing suit. It's crazy hot in the desert!
5) Cheap shades I won't be heartbroken over if they break/get stolen/disappear off my freckled nose.
6) A funky towel to sit on while listening to Phoenix/She and Him/Vampire Weekend/Florence and the Machine/etc.etc.etc.
7) Something slightly 80's retro for opening night aka JAY Z. So excited!

Stay tuned for the purchases...they should be good ones.