Life is a party, so dress like it.


I have nothing to say, so I’ll say everything.

I’m graduatingggggggggg.

That’s the big thing going on right now. Otherwise my life consists of watching tv reruns and chickflicks, trying unsuccessfully to eat healthy, painting my nails, sleeping, shopping, and quitting Kmart.

Ah, yes. Quitting Kmart.

It might sound like a problem, but I’m starting to think the way they have “No Boyfriend, No Problem” t-shirts, they should have “No Job, No Problem” ones. For the teenage generation at least. When all I am supporting is an unhealthy shopping habit and the internet for my phone? Why even bother.

I also may not be unemployed for long, I caught wind of a counselor job at a Christian summer camp. The money is pretty good and I won’t have to stay in mohawk, but there are some disadvantages.

Con:

1) My wardrobe is not camper friendly. I have purchased 7 dresses in the last 1.5 weeks and most of them were handwashable.

2) Little Cell Reception (typical), but even worse no WIFI. I can’t blog, I can’t facebook, I might as well not even breath.

3) The few decent people that exist in mohawk, they know who they are, will be missed horribly. And if I’m moving away along with going to college, I don’t know if I’m prepared to never see them again after the next 2 weeks.

Yikes. That is making me second guess myself.. But that’s life right? We’re never sure. We change our outfits 3x a morning, change our hair color every other month, and even change career paths possibly more frequently. Why can’t we ever just be sure?

Because life isn’t like the movies. And I am the BIGGEST hypocrite, as I drool over Colin Egglesfield in Something Borrowed wishing life and my relationship with the opposite gender reflected movies, but it isn’t like that at all. It’s unpredictable. It’s worrysome. It’s exciting. It’s life.

There’s no other way to explain it. I’ve watched lie to me episode after episode and still can’t explain the way people think or react. Not in a realistic way that humans can grasp. All the science in the world can’t ever make you sure. Because science isn’t enough.

Wow.

That got deep fast. Sorry.

Those intense shows (lie to me, not something borrowed haha) bring it out in you. The inquisitive nature. The second guessing.

But why be sure?

Why not do things just because you’re not?

One of my favorite quotes is by Lilly Pulitzer.

Life is a party. Dress like it.

The only thing we know for sure about life is that it’s happening. So why not let it happen in the best way we can? Tonight my brother graduated the 6th grade. Makes me feel incredibly ancient, if we’re being completely honest. So, my brother is wearing a polo and black pants. He looked fine, casual but nice. I desired to wear a ball gown, resisting the urge I still wore 5 inch purple heels that rarely see the light of day for fear of judgement and a sundress. I was more dressed up than the superintendent for Christ’s sake.

But ya know what?

We’re never sure what to expect. We never know even how we SHOULD dress.  But we do know that life is a party. And life is gonna happen.

So dress like it.

Glamour camping


Hey blog readers of all shapes, sizes, ethnicities, preferences, and attitudes: I hope memorial day is treating you as well as it is treating me! I’ve been busy, per usual, but all good things must come to an end. Let me fill you in:
My family has always camped, but our ways have lessened from the hardcore tent and out houses to a lodge in a camp ground with a spa.
Guess which I prefer?
Anyways. It’s obvious, I love glamour camping. I’m tan, relaxed, and even though I’ve suffered sleeping on a futon it’s been great. I’m not home, even though I’m still in the middle of nowhere, but we’re having my favorite food (Nana’s pasta and broccoli) for dinner and I have a view of beautiful life guards if I get bored.
It gets better. This next sentence is the reason I am writing this blog; documenting a life changing occurrence.
I’M GOING SHOPPING AT THE OUTLETS WITH MY FATHER FOR MY FATHER WITH AN UNLIMITED BUDGET.. This budget is within reason, but assumed to be a thousand dollars or more.
I’m kinda thrilled. My dad’s idea of shopping has always consisted of vitamins when we go to the mall on a 30 min painful trip.
NOT ANY MORE.
Muahahahahaha.
I’m so happy. I really could get used to glamour camping.
Allison

Sometimes I feel like Marilyn Monroe.


It’s almost like anticipating my homework is so much worse than doing it.

I woke up this morning, missed mass at 9 initially so I went to 11, and felt a storm of stress pressing down on me. I let it ruin my day, and sure 90% of my day was filled with homework, but I survived didn’t I?

And I got done more than I expected. Remember that To-do list I posted a few blogs back? Well if you don’t, I suggest you subscribe so that you never miss a beat ;), but I made a dent in that list! *applause*

And now you know what I am making a dent in? Cookies and Cream icecream.

It’s phenominal. Don’t judge me.

My molar? Cap thing? Fell out. And I’ve had a stuffed face (sinuses, nose, and ears haha) for the last what seems like an eternity, so this ice cream feels heavenly and I just had an epiphany. I can actually taste it.

It’s 9:17! I am in AWE to say that it is a high possibility I will not be studying for my business organization quiz (I’ve given up honestly) and will be in bed before nine. After I’m done blabbering about my life and playing Marilyn Monroe by Nicki Minaj  (it’s so good. so easy to relate to, which says a lot from a non-rapp loving preppy)  for the 10th time in a row I believe I am going to move on with my brilliant ideas for fashion camp and gawk at all things glittery on Oriental Trading.

These 9-11 year olds are going to be the most fashionable girls since I was their age.

I’m the one on the end, just in case you’re blind (: and oh, I was in my prime during this photo. Nine and as naive as they come. I’ll take that back any day.

Anybody want to trade? Ask your kids. The only thing I would like is to be allowed to pick out my own clothes. I was never big on someone forcing me into overalls (my mother wasn’t exactly as blessed in the naturally gifted style department as I am…) and I still wouldn’t be.

I do like the pre-matched sets you can buy at Ralph Lauren for girls though.

Very preppy.

Just a note. (;

This photo from Ralph Lauren is how cute I THOUGHT I looked in my roses dress.

Little did I know I would look back on all of my younger wardrobe and not feel the same love. I’m learning with age though, 1/3rd of my wardrobe is absolutely classy.

The other 2/3rds? Are perfect when mixed with the other third but if I was honestly completely happy with my wardrobe, why would I still be making mall trips?

It’s simply coincidental that the fabulous third is all my hand wash and delicates.

Thank God I’m not going away to college. My mother is a wonderful person for addressing those.

(insert imaginary photo of her here, she hates pictures :()

Love you all, almost as much as her.

Allison

Call it a curse, or just call me blessed. If you can’t handle my worst, you aint getting my best. Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt? Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt.