This was the street view from my dorm building the last time I was in Paris. That was three years ago. Now, I'm getting ready to go back to Paris and getting progressively more excited as the days pass. In exactly two weeks from today, I'll be on a nonstop flight to Charles de Gaulle and I can't wait. I'm wondering if it's too early to start packing (common sense tells me it is) because there aren't that many things left to cross off my pre-Paris to-do list, but not doing anything makes me anxious.
In the meantime, I'm keeping busy with work. Another summer at the pool. Despite my complaints of pool covers on windy days and awkward tan lines that last through multiple winters, I've come to love and appreciate the summer days spent with plenty of sunshine and my lifeguard family. But even they can't keep my mind off of scenes from Amelie and strolling along the Seine at night... did I mention I'm excited?
Memorial Day weekend always feels more like a holiday break than a pre-finals study weekend. Maybe it's because summer is just around the corner. Or maybe it's just been too long since the last break. Spent a day in Santa Monica with old roommates and forever friends. Rode all of the big kid rides for cheap (thanks to Groupon), then spent whatever I saved on rides at shops on Third Street. Of course. Spent the next day cleaning out my closet and selling/donating the clothes I no longer wear and decided that I should really shop less.
There's about a week of school I have to get through before summer finally gets here. Family time, working at the pool, and Paris. I've been waiting for Paris since last summer. I've made a packing list, a restaurant list, a sightseeing list, and a souvenir list. I've made so many lists for Paris that I need a list to keep track of my lists. I kid you not. It's really hard to contain my excitement, so I guess it's productive that my excitement manifests itself in the form of list-making.
This past weekend was bliss. 24 hours by Lake Arrowhead with friends, s'mores, drinks, and nature-y adventures (kind of). But mostly it was a quiet mountain escape and a wonderful place to relax and forget about work, deadlines, and responding to all the emails that constantly clutter my inbox.
I couldn't stop taking pictures of the water. And the sky. I loved the way the overcast sky and foggy lighting made all of the lakeside pictures look like screen captures from a haunted love story. Sometimes, my artistic musings are a little too Romantic for my time. (That's capital R for the Era.)
It's pictures like these that make me realize what a fatty I am. I'm just so inexplicably, ridiculously attracted to food. (Revelation #1)
I went to College Night at the Getty a couple of nights ago with girlfriends. We ate free food, met Lady Danville, fell in love with Sophie Roux, and did artsy and sophisticated things before ending the night with a calorie binge at the Cheesecake Factory. I heart girls nights out. (Revelation #2)
And on a totally unrelated note, my hair has gotten really long. (Revelation #3) I don't want it any longer, but I don't want a haircut either. Waiting game.
I bought these last weekend and like them so much that I had to photoshoot them in the ambient lighting that drops by my living room every late afternoon. Black suede, block heel, and a perfectly rounded toe - everything I look for in a solemate.
It's definitely interview session. In addition to 2 of my own interviews, I've been interviewing people left and right for my clubs/lab and it's been taking more of my free time than schoolwork. So glad today was the last day!
SF native living in LA. I say hella a lot. I like taking pictures and talking about life. I'm kind of inexplicably in love with cozy things and things that sparkle, like glitter. I tend to use ALL CAPS and over-punctuate things when I'm excited, which actually happens all the time.