Feeling Adventurous

The Megan Buckle Flat, by the Frye Company
Found at Frye online: $158
Purchased at Crossroads: $35
Successful thrifting: priceless

Inspired by my thrifting win last week, I'm taking L on a thrifting adventure through San Francisco's Mission District tomorrow. Our scheduled stops include Clothes Contact, Thrift Town, Mission Thrift, Community Thrift, and Goodwill. This time, I'll remember to bring my eco-friendly shopping tote with me.

Twilight + Amélie

I was just perusing Youtube earlier when I stumbled across this:



This is probably the best video posted to YouTube since communitychannel put up her Harry Potter video. It effortlessly blends two things that sit very high on my favorites list - Twilight and the Amélie movie soundtrack. As strange as that sounds, the video captivates me like no other. I find myself falling in love with Amélie all over again - all the while gaping at Edward Cullen with my mouth hanging slightly open.

pencils and empty ketchup bottles

I just watched this movie:



Possibly the best line ever:

"When we kiss, I see stars and he sees fireworks, and he says that means that we're in love, and he's right because otherwise, when we kiss, we'd see stuff like pencils and empty ketchup bottles." - Anna Faris as Shelley Darlington

I learned a new word, too - vapid, as in, "you're so vapid." By definition, it means lacking or having lost life, sharpness, or flavor; insipid; flat. I just took it to mean stupid.

I hope everyone has gotten their textbooks for next quarter. I sure haven't.

Merry Christmas!

I was jostled out from under my warm covers at the ungodly hour of 8 AM. I unwillingly donned an overly festive bright red bow headband, sparkly snowflake earrings, my ski jacket, and my furry boots to visit my grandparents. As I drifted off to sleep on the drive back, my dad commented on how he loves waking up early because it makes him feel productive.

We got home shortly before 11 AM, just in time to clean and vacuum before welcoming the slew of relatives that will be staying with us for the rest of the week. We put off opening Christmas presents until tonight, but we've entertained ourselves with foosball, board games, and Xbox.

Everyone left for a walk around San Francisco, leaving my mom and me to make Christmas dinner. When we finished most of it, my mom gave me an early birthday gift (because I'll be at school on my birthday).

Check out my 19th birthday present!



That's an 18K white gold Hello Kitty sitting on a cultured white pearl. I didn't know Sanrio made jewelry other than the outrageous costume stuff they sell in stores.

So here I am, contently wasting away time in front of Lappie, waiting for my family to get back from their walk.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

I heart boys who sparkle!

So S and I walked into Hot Topic today and found a small bottle of roll-on body glitter priced at $10. It's selling point? It'll make your boyfriend shimmer like Edward Cullen in sunlight! No lie - it was the last bottle on the shelf. Apparently, shiny vampire boyfriends are a hot commodity these days.

While we were shopping, S and I discussed the concept of Santa Claus. I told her that my parents never tried to convince me Santa existed. They would just present me with a gift every Christmas morning and I would be grateful to my parents, not to some jolly old man who sneaks into people's houses via chimney in the dead of night and leaves presents in exchange for milk and cookies. I'm not a Scrooge or a cynic, I just find the idea of Santa Claus a little strange. Why can't we just celebrate the holidays with family, the way it's meant to be, and leave the old man out of it? Anyways, when I opened my Firefox browser earlier, instead of displaying my iGoogle homepage, it displayed Yahoo.com, which featured a story of the military tracking Santa's sleigh ride around the world (for the non-believers).

Twas the night before Christmas, and what have I to do? Gotta clean my room and vacuum in preparation for my cousins, aunt, uncle, and grandparents' visit tomorrow morning. So good night, sleep tight, and pass on my hello to Santa if you catch him in your chimney!

Fortune Cookie

I spent over a hundred and twenty dollars at the Gilroy Premium Outlets today. (Bad Mel, I know.) I meant to buy Christmas gifts for some people, but last-minute Christmas shopping is just so frustrating and stressful, I ended up getting things for myself. Plus, everything was so cheap due to sales upon sales, and I do love finding a good deal. Even so, talk about shopping fail.

After Gilroy, S and I, with the rest of our families, ate at Crazy Buffet in Santa Clara. While there, I opened a fateful fortune cookie that contained perhaps the worst fortune I've ever encountered. It read, "The real patriot is the fellow who gets a parking ticket and is happy that the system works." On the back, the LEARN CHINESE word was "disease." Talk about a bad omen. Maybe I should play it safe and stay in bed tomorrow.

Well, here are some things I bought last week, both from Forever 21.



A plaid shirt to grunge up my look. I love that it has a woodsy feel to it.



This dress was $26 and 100% silk. Talk about a good deal! I know it's a bit impractical for Winter in San Francisco, but I'll be back in LA soon enough, and I'll be able to break out my Spring/Summer wardrobe again. Sunshine, how I miss you!

sex god

I finally saw Twilight with P today. We both loved it! What surprised me most about the movie was not that it was corny and predictable, but that there was a character even hotter than my vampire, Edward Cullen.



Meet Dr. Carlisle Cullen, sex god extraordaire.



P and I literally started hyperventilating when he came out in his white medical coat and all of his godliness.