We knew this day would come, we knew it all along.


I survived my first week on house arrest- I mean at home. It’s gotten better though, in all seriousness.  I am working like crazy, and classes start tomorrow so the chaos is guaranteed to continue.  Good thing I thrive off of it, or at least don’t have time to cry about it when I am busy.  I had yesterday and today off from designer territory, but I work every day for the rest of the week.  I went and spent my days with my Canish-loves and I needed it.  When I wasn’t a blubbering idiot, I did absolutely nothing.  It was glorious.  We watched the sports games (which I still don’t understand, but I don’t care) and I wore medium wash jeans instead of indigo -because %!*$ you Coach uniform.

I ate crappy food, and slept in an uncomfortable dorm bed.  I gossiped until 3 am with my math major roommate and I never would have left the tunnel system if the Chapel for Sunday night mass wasn’t outside of the tunnel system.  I lived on Sweet Tea with extra sugar and wore a Ralph Lauren baseball hat because I only dry shampooed my hair today.  I was back at college and I absolutely loved it.  I missed it so much, I can’t explain it.  None of those uncomfortable or disgusting things about college in particular, just the combination with friends to die for is worth it.  It’s only been a week, I’ve already broken down more times than I can count, and I doubt each time I visit it will become any easier.  I have this feeling of vulnerability and displeasure.  I have no choice though, I have roughly 107 more days until I am certified in Fashion Merchandising and my friends have approximately 15 weekends (I’m not counting spring break and Easter) to deal with me on.  Thankfully, my friends sympathise and have not wished me away yet.  My parents have given up on comforting me, but they let me take the fashion forward 2007 Grand Caravan to go to the mall pretty much whenever.  I plan on coming back again this coming weekend to Canisius for a Philip Phillips concert, as long as Coach decides not to ruin my life and call me in to work.  As I tweeted earlier, there are shopping carts accruing online, so I can’t wait for Wednesday night’s pay check to vanish into thin air.

Other festivities taking place in the Deutschman house?  The remodeling of Jenna and my bedroom.  It was a compromise renovation that I am starting to become pleased with, we’ll just see how many years after I am moved out of the house it takes to complete it.  The black chandelier hangs from the ceiling above my bed reminding me I am not at Canisius any more, but I would rather cry surrounded by sparkle and lavender any how.  We live in an 1890s Victorian house.  The architecture and crown molding give it character, but there is a lack of closet space in my particular bedroom so we have a few things to work around during this process.  I am hoping to find a cute little vanity, desk, and armoir for the room.  Like some dorm rooms, we will have bunk beds.. but it beats sharing a Queen with my sister that breaths like Darth Vadar and kicks like the Karate Kid.  I’ll have a full mattress to share with my stuffed bunny, just the way I like it.  The rolling rack is present again, holding a surplus of winter cardigans and dresses.  If you squint past the One Direction and Puppy posters, I clearly live in that room, but it’s not personalized like the cork board walls holding photos and memorabilia in a spotlight of the dim LED lighting of 117 Bosch.  Staying at Canisius in my old bed and room without anything on the walls felt cold and depressing.  I can only imagine how Rachel feels staring at something so starchy and sparkle-less.  She talked about hiding a cat in the room, because nobody would notice.. And quite frankly? My half of the room with dinged up walls and faded oak furniture looks like the perfect atmosphere for a cat’s litter box.

The title of this blog post comes from Daylight by Maroon 5.  I am addicted to the song for relatable reasons, obviously.  No, there is not a prince charming I am missing at school that “I will have to slip away” from.. Lets not be delusional little preps.

It just was stuck in my head all last night, knowing “when the daylight comes, I’ll have to go”

 

 

I like big books and I cannot lie


Helllloooooo!

I’m back to the land of wifi and empty rooms scattered with boxes! I cannot believe I move in 4 days… and then go to college 2 days later.

It’s honestly horrifying.

I’ve packed up most of my belongings at this point, I know that half of the ones I want to college will not get there safely. Its a fact I still haven’t come to terms with.. but I know our history of packing things and I have like 15 bins of clothes.

I wish I was exaggerating.

The walls that once held Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn posters are empty, leaving behind the permanent laminated quote:

When it comes down to it, I let them think what they want. If they care enough to bother with what I do, then I am already better than them.

Those words got me through high school, what quote will get me through college?

I wish I could take the quote with me, but it refuses to peel. Ignore the messy bed, and terrible lighting but I think you get the state of my room currently. Obviously it typically looks better than this. I couldn’t live fashionably in a room that dull.

My newest concerns besides anxiety attacks because my life is packed up in boxes, are the fact that I cannot figure out how all of this is going to fit in a dorm with another girl that adores clothing possibly more than I do.

Craziness.

And this sharing a bathroom with a whole hall thing? It’s gonna suck. I know I’ve complained before.. but now that the rug is being ripped out from under me and I’m losing the comfort zone of my bedroom (one of the only nice places in this town) as well as a bathroom to get ready in.

I’m very annoyed.

OH AND MY BEST FRIEND IS CAMPING.

Why does she think she can do that? Have a life I mean?

The only thing getting me through this time of urgency are nerd quotes (hence the title), wanelo, and pinterest.

I really want to buy this bag with that quote on it through etsy. I got the okay to start shipping purchases to my dorm (cuz I don’t have a living place after wednesday and I’m not paying premium) and I feel like abusing the privilege asap.

I keep painting my nails and shopping online too.

Don’t worry, some things never change </3

Allison

Rambling, saving, and accesorizing; shopaholic style.


Hey dolls,
I’m out of school for the day due to a National Honor Society ceremony this morning, so I figured I would blog. I slept a lot better last night even though it was still disgustingly hot, life is looking up. Here’s why:
1) I wore 5 inch nude heels at the ceremony and didn’t fall. See below:
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2) Some rich people from Kingston, NY looked at our house Saturday and loved it.. so our humble abode may become someones vacation home :D. It’s in there top 2, so cross your fingers.
3) I’m going out to lunch with my parents.
4) My sunburn is going away.
5) I’ve successfully eaten healthy for one day.
Round of applause? Thank you, thank you very much.
The rest of my day is consisting of finding dorm accessories online, walking, tanning and accessorizing my friend Nicole, and relaxing. Can’t complain.
I have been thinking about Canisius a lot lately -NATURALLY-. I was debating opening a new page on my blog called Diary of A Canisius Preppy, for college and all things pertaining to it, what do you think? Not gonna lie, when I googled Canisius prep, I was pretty thrilled to have my blog as the first 3 results.. but I was looking for preppy bedding :P. I’m debating going the custom made route for my dorm comforter, there are so many preppy patterns to choose from. I found a pink and green one on http://www.amdorm.com that I thought was darling, but I’m kinda cheap when it comes to ordering online. If I don’t have a coupon code, I’m probably not going to order. Sue me.
Speaking of shopping, since my topics of conversation seem to always come back to that.. I’ve discovered some new apps that I am starting to become rather addicted to. Almost as addicted as poshmark. Have an iPhone or iPad? Check them out:
1)Style.ly- I’m still figuring it out, but it looks like you can get free money to shop with. So I’m obvv not complaining.
2)Shopkick- This is probably more handy for all of you people that DON’T live in the middle of nowhere, because I get like 2 kick results for places I can get points, but if you download the app and read the instructions… it seems really cool. I like free gift cards, coach bags, and cruises don’t you?
3)Coupons- As every good shopper should have, an excess of coupon apps. I personally feel that these coupon apps practically pay for my internet each month. That’s how much money they’ve saved me.
4)GeoQpons- Same story, different app, similar stores. Download them both.
And the best part? They’re all free. The worst part? They’re all new reasons why I’m lucky if I fall asleep before midnight.
Hope everyone has a fashion forward and fabulous day!
Allison