Thursday, October 1, 2015

October: What to Watch

"When black cats prowl and pumpkins gleam, may luck be yours on Halloween."

October. The month that has inexplicably become more and more popular throughout the years. It's the month that signals Fall, Pumpkin flavored everything, Halloween specials on television, and blanket scarves. For me, October has always been exciting. Why? Because October is the month that my absolute favorite holiday is in... Halloween. I could honestly give up all other holidays if I got to keep Halloween.

Some of my favorite things to do in October is watch horror movies. Something I've learned over the years is that a lot of people that I surround myself with absolutely hate scary movies. I judge each and every one of you. I've made a top 10 must see October Movie list, but let's be honest, I watch these all year long. 2 of these movies are considered horror movies and I'd say I'm sorry but I'm only sorry that you're a big baby!

**note, I have placed stars after the reviews of the movies that aren't usually considered family movies. Judging by the fact that I saw all of these movies before the age of 11, I'm going to have to say my parents are super cool**

1. The Addams Family

The Addams Family is everything I've always wanted in a family and Morticia and Gomez are serious relationship goals. This 1991 family movie was based on the 60's television show (that I've mentioned before). The Addams have been missing a family member, Fester, for years. A family of con-artists decide to cash in on the Addams money by having the son (Christopher Freaking Lloyd!) pretend to be Fester Addams. Can he fool this family of misfits into thinking he's the real Fester?

2. Beetlejuice

Beetlejuice is one of those movies you watch as a kid and you're like, "HELL YEAH BEETLEJUICE" and then you watch it again and you're like, "Whoa, mom and dad, you let me watch that?" It's got everything you want out of an 80s movie. Bad clothes, bad hair, great music, horrible CGI, and Winona Ryder. Adam and Barbara die and become ghosts in their old house. When they get new, and incredibly obnoxious tenants, they try to scare them away. When nothing else works, they turn to Beetlejuice, who has much more in mind than just helping out.

3. The Craft

I shouldn't even have to tell you why you should watch this movie, you should just do it. I love everything about The Craft. This movie is just perfection. The music, the clothing, the plot, the characters, the actors... Everything. Sarah is the typical new girl who gets screwed over by the typical asshole jock which gives her a reputation within a few days of starting at her new school. She quickly befriends 3 girls that everyone seems to be scared of. What she quickly learns is that all 3 girls are into witchcraft, dark witchcraft. Suddenly, all the fun turns into terror as their spells begin having horrible repercussions. **

4. The Crow

This is a 90s movie and it's set on Halloween Eve. Of course this is part of my list. The Crow is, arguably, one of the top ten movies from the 1990s. It stars the late Brandon Lee (yes, Bruce Lee's son) who died making the film. The Crow is based on a comic book (that was pretty good, go check it out) that follows Eric Draven, a man who was killed last Devil's Night (the day before Halloween). He comes back to avenge his and his fiance's death in true vigilante style. Also, he quotes The Raven. What more could you want? **

5. Halloweentown

When Halloweentown came out as a Disney Channel Original Movie, it was like all my dreams came true. I taped it using our VCR and wore the hell out of that tape. Halloweentown was where it was at and Marni totally understood me. It was like my soul was created into a movie. Halloweentown follows the Cromwell Family that lives in the "real" world and everyone is ignorant of their witchy heritage, except the mother, who tries to keep it from them. One day, the kids decide to follow their weird grandmother back to her bus home... Where they find out she lives in Halloweentown! But something really weird is going on...

6. Hocus Pocus

COME. ON. This is the definition of Halloween movies. I think I probably watch this movie 10 times within the month of October alone. If you do not like this movie, you are dead to me. Make sure you never tell me about your hatred of this movie because I JUST CANNOT. Bette. Midler. BETT. MIDLER. Oh yeah, Sarah Jessica Parker is totally in this but everyone forgets about it. In case you live under a rock, Hocus Pocus is a movie set in Salem, Massachusetts in both the past and the present. The Sanderson sisters were hung for being witches, back in 1692 but they swore they'd be back! And they came back when a stupid virgin lit the black flame candle. HILARITY ENSUES. If you watch only one thing on this list, watch this.

7. Interview with the Vampire

Brad Pitt. Christian Slater. Tom Cruise. What more could you want? Louis is a vampire. And he hates it (think Edward Cullen before there was an Edward Cullen... And less creepy). He decides to tell his story to a reporter (Slater). It's everything you could hope for out of a story about a vampire who hates being a vampire. Every actor in this movie fully commits and convinces you that they're truly vampires, living out their lives forever. **

8. Pet Sematary

If you're one of those big babies I mentioned earlier, you should skip this movie. Pet Sematary was the first Stephen King movie I watched and I fell in love right away. Pet Sematary is a movie about a secret Indian Burial Ground that was made into a pet cemetery. Except, when you bury an animal there, the animal doesn't stay dead. The animal comes back, but it's not the same as before... It's evil. So what do you think happens when you bury a person there? **

9. Practical Magic

If you think you have bad taste in men, you should watch this movie. Because Gillian has you beat. This is also another movie that I'm constantly watching. It's simply wonderful in so many ways. Practical Magic follows two sisters, Gillian and Sally who happen to be witches. Gillian is the bad girl who gets herself into trouble by dating a jerk who beats her. When Sally comes to the rescue, she rescues a little too hard and they end up killing Gillian's boyfriend. So why not bring him back to life? (see above post for correct answer)

10. Scream

Another scary movie. But if you're going to ever watch a scary movie, it should be this one. Scream is amazing in so many ways. Scream takes everything you know about scary movies and challenges it. It takes the classic movies and makes it into a reality. Before Scream, there wasn't a movie that called out scary movies on their bullshit. So Scream did it, in the best way possible. Scream follows Sidney, a high school girl, as people in her school are slaughtered. At the same time, Sidney is targeted and stalked by the murder, who constantly plays games. **

Now you can't say you don't have anything to watch this month. The best part is that most of these movies are on Netflix right now, so you're all set for a wonderful (almost completely scare free) Halloween night.

Happy October, witches

- so I can sigh eternally -


Thursday, September 24, 2015

You probably haven't heard of it but... The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss

“Call a jack a jack. Call a spade a spade. But always call a whore a lady. Their lives are hard enough, and it never hurts to be polite.” 

The worst part about coming up with ideas is that you forget a lot of things. You have this epic idea but you forgot something incredibly important. Something that should have kicked it all off. Something that would have made a splash. This is my something. This should have been my first book to tell you that you needed to read and I totally blew it. I'm sorry.

Neverwhere was the book that got me seriously into fantasy books and I told you, 2 weeks ago, that you should read it. If you've finished, you should get started on The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss. Let me tell you what it's about before I tell you why you should add this 1,000+ paged book to your vastly growing collection:

Kvothe, our stories narrator and the not-so-loveable underdog, is a magically talented young man. A man who grows up to be one of the most well known wizards of his time (take THAT, HP). This is his story, as he's telling it. You know when you're on a date and you try to make yourself sound super cool and awesome? Kvothe doesn't do that. He bares himself and shows you how much of a shithead he can really be (and how much of a complete moron he can be because COME ON Denna is totally kinda sorta into you? Nevermind, I have no idea what I'm taking about). Kvothe is a child prodigy, which a really tough thing to be when you're dirt poor. It's even tougher when you have a smart mouth and don't know when to shut it up. This story, of over 1,000 pages, is one day. This is an entire days' worth of story telling. From birth (where he was on the road with his parents as part of a traveling troupe) to finally getting into the university (years younger than all the other children because he's a badass like that). Kvothe takes everything he knows about magic and makes it not only his own, but makes it better... And worse. He changes everything his world knows about magic. And he can't even grow facial hair yet. The growth of the characters in the story alone can bring a grown man to tears. Not gonna lie, Kvothe might be my #MCE.

Patrick Rothfuss is a god. I mean that in a joking way, but I'm also quite serious. This man not only takes a world that no one has been in and creates epic beauty, but he also takes something we all think we know (magic) and he makes it something completely different. He uses a new set of rules, except they're not new, they're old, very old. They're rules that everyone else forgot about. They're the things that somehow make magic make complete sense. It's science, but it's magic. It's strange and new, yet somehow familiar. Rothfuss handed me this book and basically said, "Look, I know this is a bajillion pages and it's pretty intimidating, but it's all there. It's all important." He didn't spend time describing everything down to the last molecule used in the paint that was on used on the desk in the room in the castle surrounded by a moat and in the forest. Rothfuss used every single page accordingly and filled it with the most beautiful and smooth prose I have ever read. The pages fly by. He builds up the correct amount of anticipation, at the right time, and for the correct length. It's like he just KNOWS when you're at your final point of, "Okay, BUT WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?!" and Rothfuss does not disappoint. Just read it. Okay?

Oh yeah. By the way. There's Dragons. Dragons like you've never EVER known a dragon before ;)

 - so I can sigh eternally -


Monday, September 14, 2015

The T-shirt Diaries: Morticia Addams

Before I officially start this post, I want to clarify something. When I say Morticia Addams, I'm going to go full hipster and make sure that you know I'm talking about the original Morticia Addams. The woman making weird hot since 1964. The woman my dad says he had his first crush on. The woman who runs a household I would die to have... Carolyn Jones.

I have all the DVDs, you can borrow them

Let's continue.

Yep. Those are fake.

 When I was growing up, there's two women I wanted to be: Morticia Addams and Stevie Nicks. I've recently had someone tell me that they think those two definitely fit what I portray. Now I can die happy.

I think Morticia always appealed to me because she was unapologetically herself. The Addams family were "weirdos" in their world and probably are still considered pretty weird. One thing that my mom always taught me was to be myself. One thing my mom always knew about me is that I'm kind of weird. I like reading about True Crimes and Serial Killers. I don't have a favorite color but black is my favorite shade. I read far earlier than most of my classmates. I wear black lipstick. I hung dead flowers from my ceiling. Spirit was my favorite store growing up (that was the only place that had black nail polish). None of my classmates liked anything I ever liked because they were too busy watching 7th Heaven.

Serious conversations with Buster (aka: Dobby)

That's what my mom (and Morticia) made sure to instill in me. Faith in myself.

The best part about this day and age is that everyone is a weirdo about something. There isn't a "normal" anymore. All you have to do is find other people who are weirdos too and be weirdos with them. And I can tell you, I struggled for a very long time to find those weirdos I call real friends. There were times when I thought the friends I had were real friends, and it turns out they weren't. And that's okay. Because someday, you're gonna find those people who make life worth living. 

A wise person once told me that normal is only a setting on a washing machine. They were right.

I've found my weirdos. Go find yours.

Bonus Funny Face because I know Jacob is clicking on this 2,000 times and I don't want to disappoint him.

Wanna buy this super awesome shirt? Good, because you should give my best friend, Jessica, all your money by clicking here

- so I can sigh eternally -


Thursday, September 10, 2015

You probably haven't heard of it, but... Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman

“The only advice I can give you is what you're telling yourself. Only, maybe you're too scared to listen.” 

I don't want to give this book a review. I just want to say, "WHY THE HELL HAVEN'T YOU STARTED READING THIS YET?!" There are few books in the world that I tell everyone they need to read because I know that people have different tastes and that not everyone likes the same things... But you know what? You need to read this book. Here's the link. Do yourself a favor. Read it. You're welcome.

For those of you who want to know more, we're not friends anymore because you clearly don't trust me.  But fine. Some guy in London (his name is Richard Mayhew) has a moment of decency and actually helps a human being on the street. Which, of course, catapults him into the underworld of London where monsters, saints, angels, demons... Everything you could ever think of actually exists and Richard is set into his destiny of SAVING THE WORLD and just OH MY GOD JUST READ THIS BOOK.

I'll tell you what. My best friend, Jessica, gave me the book and annoyed the hell out of me until I read it. When I started, I couldn't stop. I read that book well into the night (and morning) and I was so thankful I had. Seriously. This is a book that will throw you back into reading because the writing wraps you up and makes you believe that you're actually there. It makes you think that this is all real and all happening. Besides, you'll be introduced to one of this worlds best authors that's ever been created, Neil Gaiman, who's writing just engulfs you and leaves you needing more. Then you can read Sandman. You're double welcome.

 - so I can sigh eternally -


Tuesday, September 8, 2015

September: Month of Fashion and Pumpkin Spice Lattes

September. It is the end of Summer and beginning of Fall. It's the month before my absolute favorite month of the year. Most importantly, it is the month that releases the September Issue of Vogue. This issue, that has it's own documentary, is basically the Bible for Fashion for the year. It predicts the upcoming trends and tells us what we should wear. While I'm not a fan of having someone else dress me and tell me how to be, I am a fan of fashion. And these next few trends I cannot wait for. 

1. Boots, baby

Do you know what I hate most about Summertime? The fact that I can't wear boots without sweating up a storm. I love boots. I LOVE them. I can find a way to wear them with anything, trust me. I'm beyond excited that this Fall, they're predicting not only stomping boots, like the gorgeous Balenciaga Ceinture Boots on the left, but the thigh highs that Jonathan Saunders is showing at his Fall 2015 show. You know that means I'll be wearing my Sam Edelmans daily, right?

2. The revision of Grey Lady Suits

Lady Suits. It's something I don't wear but I admire. Maybe someday, when I'm an older version of myself, I'll embrace the suit. Especially grey suits. Grey brings a sophistication but isn't as harsh as black. And yet, you're still able to pair it with any other color. For now, I'll drool over Giorgio Armani's Fall 2015 collection (left). I'm in love with the pants. The small slit and the cut of it makes it feminine without saying, "HOW TIGHT CAN WE GET THESE BABIES?!" Which is much appreciated. Vivienne Westwood also steps it up with her grey suit on the right. I'm really looking forward to both their entire collections. Classy, yet modern.

3. The higher the waist, the closer to God, right?

If there's one thing about the 90s/00s, it's the low-waist thing that happened. I'm so glad I (most likely) won't be seeing anyone's thongs anytime soon. High waisted was a "mom" thing to do, but designers like Rodarte and Versace show that you can wear high waisted pants (and skirts!) without being like your mom.

4. The shorter the skirt, the closer to God...?

If there's one thing you should know about me and fashion, it's that I love short skirts. I wish I could hop onto the maxi trend, but I have to stand by my old favorite. With boots trending, how could short skirts not be? When it's cold out but you still want to show a little leg, you throw on a short skirt with thigh high boots and you're ready to go. Thanks to Saint Laurent (left) and Sonia Rykiel (right), I'm making sure I don't skip out on leg day.

5. Victorian Chic

There was only one reason why I watched the CW show, Reign. It was because I wanted all the clothing. I've always wanted a closet full of Victorian style clothes, but modern. Since I'm not genius enough to do it, people better at this than I am did it for me. Valentino (left) has a line that I am legitimately ready to give up my non-existent first born for. Givenchy (right) throws a bit more velvet into the game but keeps it much more true to Victorian.

All in all, I cannot wait for colder weathers so I can wear all these beautiful things. Is it October yet?

 - so I can sigh eternally -


Thursday, August 27, 2015

You probably haven't heard of it, but... The Likeness by Tana French

**author's note: I'm bad at keeping up with things. I'm even worse at remembering to take photos. Don't judge me. Enjoy book reviews every other week instead!**

There's not much more I dislike than a really long book series. Raise your hand if you have felt personally victimized by authors such as J.K. Rowling, Stephen King, and Patrick Rothfuss (good God, man. Can you please just come out with the 3rd book already?!). If you're late to the game, you have to figure out what the first book is and where to find it and if it's even part of a series. Authors, can you help us out here? Can you say, "Book 1" and so on? It'll make my life so much easier. It's a headache and most endings of a series leave me a little traumatized and confused (I'm looking at you, Harry Potter). 

Do the above sentiments resemble everything you've ever thought about a book series? Then I have the gal for you.

Tana French is an Irish novelist who specializes in not making me want to punch babies. She wrote a book in 2007 entitled In the Woods and I was definitely not paying attention at that time, despite working in a bookstore. I didn't pick up a Tana French book until about a year ago, and it's the book you see above, The Likeness. I had never really gotten into mystery books, despite loving Nancy Drew and the Olsen Twin's Detective movies (don't judge). The reason I love this woman so much is that she has 5 books surrounding the same people and yet, they're all different stories. 

That's right. Tana French follows a few people from the Dublin Homicide Department and you can read her books in any damn order that you want. Each book follows one specific person on one specific case, but usually mentions the other main characters from the other books.

The Likeness follows Cassie Maddox, who was briefly introduced in the first book in her series (I later learned). Her team found a dead woman. A dead woman that is Cassie's doppelgänger. Instead of doing what most detectives do, such as investigate the murder, Cassie's team decides that the best idea would be to insert Cassie into Lexie's life... As Lexie. Basically, everyone pretends that this dead chick isn't dead, just SUPER badly hurt (this way, she can fake amnesia when she forgets things) and hope that the killer comes forward and is like, "Whoa, I thought I killed you." 

Yeah. That doesn't happen.

Even though that's one of the worst ideas ever, this book actually really works with it. You get to see Cassie become more and more involved with the suspects of Lexie's murder and you, of course, become more and more involved with them as well. What makes a really good twist is when it hurts the most and Tana French certainly delivers.

After I read this book, I went backwards and read her other ones. They're fantastic. French keeps me guessing until the very end and most books leave me wanting to re-read the whole thing to see if I can catch all the little signs that the murderer gave throughout the story. This book was also the first "grown up" mystery novel I ever read and I'm so very thankful. Since then, I've become enthralled with the mystery genre, despite it pissing me off 99% of the time.

So if you have any recommendations, let me know in the comment section! 

Monday, July 27, 2015

The T-shirt Diaries: Pop Culture - Buffy, Take 1

You knew this was coming. For those of you who know (and love) me, you have been waiting for this moment since I started a blog. I've just been waiting for the right time to try and convert all of you to the Church of Buffy. 
(disclaimer: There is no Church of Buffy, I'm not changing religions, please don't call my parents)

I don't know when I started watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I try to remember the time before Buffy and I really don't think it existed. I don't even know why I started watching that show. Little Lauren was obsessed with The X-Files and Buffy the Vampire Slayer but no one in my family ever watched Buffy. I've asked my parents a few times and I'm pretty sure they're convinced that I was just born to watch Buffy. Sounds legit.

This is one of 8 (currently) Buffy the Vampire Slayer shirts I own. Before you start the Buffy hate, I'm just going to say, don't knock it till you try it. Buffy was one of the first (if not the first) feminist show that showed that you can kick ass, date boys, have friends, and still be pretty. Before Buffy, you could be pretty and kick ass, but you also had to wear a teeny tiny outfit that would definitely not provide enough support to actually kick anyone's ass.

Buffy taught me a lot more than any other television show has taught another person. I learned that being smart is cool, that you should always speak your mind because "tact" is just not saying true stuff, how to accessorize anything, that high school is literally on the mouth of hell, and that sometimes, boys are really stupid but sometimes they save you from ending the world. But most importantly, I learned that you're never alone. You might feel like the world is against you but you will always have your friends and family. And that's what matters.

It has taken me 26 years, but I have an incredible support system. I know, without a doubt, that if I went crazy and tried to kill all my friends, someone would be there, ready to bring me back to reality (or not, I could be a crazy girl who invented all of you in an alternate universe). So for anyone who thinks that Buffy is just a stupid show about Sarah Michelle Gellar slaying (and kissing) vampires, well, you're lame and your hair is stupid.

Buffy said it pretty well, in season 7. I'm cookie dough and I'm not done baking yet.

"I’m the thing that monsters have nightmares about." - Buffy Summers

The other two key parts of my outfit... This skirt. It's from Forever 21 and from what I remember, it was less than $20. I got this skirt about a year ago and I absolutely LOVE it. I've been able to dress it up, dress it down, grunge it up or make it classy. It's tight in all the right places and just a hint of sexy. And short, you know I always love short.

And THIS watch. It's from Daniel Wellington and it's their Classic Bristol watch. It was love at first site. It makes me instantly feel classic and put together. I'm wearing a men's watch because I prefer the oversized look.

Bonus forced smile photo cause it was way too hot and I was sweating balls.
 - so I can sigh eternally -


Monday, June 29, 2015

The T-shirt Diaries: Music - Fleetwood Mac Edition

My dad is a music guy. If a song came out during his lifetime, he knew all about it. He especially knew rock of the 60s and 70s. Growing up, my dad was always playing music on the stereo and he often talks about having to put music on and dance me to sleep as a baby. One of the very first albums I remember listening to as a child was Fleetwood Mac's "Rumours".

"Rumours" is hands down, one of the greatest albums that has ever existed on the entire planet. If you don't believe me, I've add the playlist at the very bottom of this blog entry. It's the Super Deluxe Edition and without getting super nerdy... It's pretty much the coolest thing ever. This Edition has all of the raw tracks and acoustic versions and it's just... Ugh. Go listen. Now.

"Rumours" was recorded in 1976 at Record Plant in Sausalito, California. While Mick Fleetwood, John and Christine McVie were all British, Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham were both California natives (They're from the Bay Area!!!). "Rumours" was the second album to include Stevie and Lindsey, who came to the band as a duo.

When I was growing up, my style goal was always to be a mixture of Stevie Nicks and Mortica Addams. I think this is how we know I am my mothers' daughter.

And you can't forget a Stevie inspired shawl ;)

Bonus points for anyone who noticed the wall is now green instead of white.

 - so I can sigh eternally -


Sunday, June 28, 2015

Harley the Super Model

My dog, the supermodel. My wonderful job not only has a photo studio, but it also allows dogs to come to work with us on Fridays. Harley loves her Friday's at work. She does not love when I force her to take photos and she likes it even less when I put things on her.

This is Exhibit A

Friday, June 12, 2015

The T-Shirt Diaries: Words on Shirts

Fun fact about me: I own a lot of graphic t-shirts. Why? Why not, would be a better question. They're versatile, comfortable, affordable, and most importantly, they show off your interests. T-shirts are like billboards to call people with similar interests to you. Or, they're to confuse people when they try to calculate your age and realize that you could not have graduated high school in 1999 (or that Sunnydale isn't a real town?).

That's what this whole "T-Shirt Diaries" is going to be. A huge "HEY LOOK AT ME" thing. I mean, it is my blog. And also, because I get to say "T-Shirt Diaries" (like The Vampire Diaries... Get it?). It's also a kinda cool way to get to know me, through my clothes.

Click here to buy this super awesome shirt

Being a girl, I've never really liked having words on my shirt. It ensures that some weirdo is going to stare for WAY too long and then mock being offended when you're offended that they're staring right at your chest for a solid 5 minutes. I know you read it. It doesn't take that long. So I've made it easier for you creepers. Here's a picture.

I bought this shirt on Etsy, a place I buy all my cool things (well, there and Poshmark, OF COURSE... Don't fire me, I don't want to work for Etsy). The shirt is only $24 and the woman who makes it gives 20% of all proceeds to animal shelters! Speaking of animal shelters...

Most of you know that my family adopted Harley in the Fall of 2006. When we got her, she was approximately 8 months old and they just called her a "terrier mix". Her original name was "Cleo". No. My dad was the first person to give a complete and utter yes to Harley. Mom, Athena, and I loved her right away... But we also loved every dog they had us play with at ARF (Animal Rescue Foundation). I've learned that my dad is a secret dog whisperer and if he says yes, you should probably trust that this is the right dog. That's when they told us Harley's story, which made all three of us girls tear up and do anything to get this little face home to love and take care of forever. When ARF found Harley, she was lying next to a dumpster in Martinez, covered in dog bites with a hole in her chest that was so big, they could see her heart. They figured, given her size and the wounds, that she was likely the bait dog in dog fights. She was going to be put down... Until an anonymous donor came forward to pay for her entire surgery. She was fixed right up and the employee's at ARF say that her tail never stopped wagging.

She rarely licks faces. Just sniffs them.
 Here's the part of the post where I tell you that Harley saved me more than I saved her. It's a cliche and it's cheesy, but it's true. We saved each other. Adopting this little turd was the best thing my family could have ever done. I don't know who the person is who paid for her surgery but I hope they know, somehow, that without them, I wouldn't have met my soulmate in dog form. They'll never understand how amazing that gesture was.

I pretty much just always want to hang out with this girl.

After that incredibly touching post about how much I love my fur baby, here's some shoe appreciation. These Charles David heels were a purchase off Poshmark for a mere $20. Easily one of my favorite purchases and probably my only article of clothing that my mom has professed love for. I'm pretty obsessed.

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Getting Away: Sebastopol Edition

Long weekends is what working people live for. A quick escape where you have absolutely nothing planned. A few weeks ago, I suggested that my boyfriend and I go down to Santa Cruz for a long weekend. I needed a little break from the everyday life that I live in the hectic Bay Area. Beaches, beer, good food, shopping... What more could you want?

So when Jacob suggested that instead, we go to the woods and paint, read, write, and play music all weekend... Well, there were a lot of emotions going through my soul, but OH MY GOD YES was an obvious. We packed up our bags, which included: paints, canvas', magazine scraps, a polaroid camera, journals, books, coloring books, epic colored pencils, and a guitar. 

I mean, who could say no to that face?

If you haven't heard of the website Airbnb, you need to go check it out. Since Jacob introduced me to Airbnb, I will never again use a hotel. Airbnb is a website where people open up their homes to "rent" while you're on vacation. There are so many options. You can stay on someone's couch. You can use an extra bedroom in the house. And then there's the best. You can rent an entire place. We decided on this place. It was basically a studio apartment and was the perfect size for the two of us. We wanted a place off the beaten path, as we were just going to stay in and cook. I remember when we first started dating and we'd go out to breakfast and such all the time. At some point, we figured out that both of us are way better cooks than a lot of people. Don't get me wrong, we both still go out to eat, but cooking is a big part of both of our souls. Maybe that's why we get along so well.

Our own personal pond. The upstairs is the area we stayed. 

Our check in time wasn't until 4pm. So we did what all responsible adults do. We went wine tasting. And it was beautiful. Our first stop (yeah, first) was Lynmar Estate. This place was gorgeous. The property is incredibly large and it has both indoor and outdoor seating. Additionally, Lynmar Estate has their vineyard right there for you to see, as well as a garden area you can walk through. From what I vaguely remember through a wine haze is that we tried 6 different wines and ate delicious (but pricy) cheese. The best part about Sebastopol is that everyone seems to love dogs and allow them everywhere. Anywhere that invites my baby (Harley, duh) along is a good place in my eyes. 

1st: Be serious. 2nd: Lauren doesn't know how to be serious. 3rd: Jacob makes Lauren just drink instead.
I'm really bad at being serious. Like, really bad. I laugh at all the wrong times and usually the things (THANKS DAD). This has upset a lot of people in my lifetime. Not Jacob. He thinks it's great. It's probably because he's bad at serious too. This is why we have so much fun. #relationshipadvice (never take advice from people who hashtag)

The second stop was way more fun then anticipated. If you have ever wondered what wine tasting in an Urban Outfitters would be like, go to Red Car Wine (by the way, I mean that in a really good way. I like Urban and I don't care what you think). The lovely lady serving us, Kelly, was super friendly and chill. I dislike wineries that take themselves too seriously. Not everyone is going to swish their wine and sniff their wine, then comment on the distinct flavors and age of the wine. Most people just want to drink alcohol and have a good time. This was Red Car.

It was here that I first learned to play chess. Jacob was a great teacher. I mean, you know that quote? "Those who can't do, teach"? Yeah. That's Jacob with chess. Because I kicked his butt. Also, this is what we use GoPro's for. Time lapses of us playing chess. Also of me spilling wine. See if you can spot that moment. #tipsylaurenisgreat (I have to stop doing that)

We had one full day of a getaway and we took advantage of that. We seriously spent the entire time cooking, painting, reading, writing, playing guitar (Jacob, not me), coloring (Me, not Jacob)... It was pretty much the best long weekend ever, despite me twisting the life out of my left ankle. Because I'm a graceful butterfly. Which most of you already know. I can't walk in a straight line without walking into something. If a cop ever pulled me over, I'd fail a drunk test while stone cold sober.

Here's what we made:
Left: Mine. Right: Jacob

Did you say you wanted a time lapse of us creating these messes up there? WELL, it's a good thing we have GoPros just laying around everywhere. If I say GoPro once more, do I get a free on-- Oh wait...

Guys. There's a time lapse of me coloring. How epic is that? I know, it's not epic at all and I don't blame you for deciding to never come back to my blog again. #epiccoloring (I had to)

When I was a kid, my mom worked a lot and also traveled. My dad owned his own business and was able to basically create his own hours. He was the one who got me ready for school, made my lunch, and helped me with my school work. I don't remember a lot of one on one time with my mom when I was younger, but the stuff I do remember has stayed with me. Such as my absolute love my coloring. My older sister loves coloring as well. That's what I really remember my mom doing. If I wanted to color, mom would sit down with me and color for hours. In recent years, she's told me it's because it's easy and therapeutic. And she's right. Give it a try. When you're having a bad day, sit down with a drink and a coloring book and just go at it. You'll thank me later. #reallifeadvice (ugh, how do I have friends?)

**Fun Fact: I forgot a pencil sharpener. I used a vegetable peeler because Jacob is basically Macgyver and he's absolutely wonderful

 - so I can sigh eternally -

Monday, May 25, 2015

Decade Photo Shoot: 1990s

“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” - Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone (Published in 1997)

1990s Photo Shoot: The day I realized this was the only decade I could actually remember... Ugh. The 90s. You all know my deep DEEP love of the 90s. Everything about it. The amount of chocker necklaces, the dark lipstick, Nirvana, Buffy, Harry Potter, flannel, chunky shoes, great movies, grunge... I can go on forever. This was one of my favorite shoots, only because it's my favorite decade. It's absolutely lovely in every way.

The End.

I really hope you guys liked this. I'm not sure if I'll ever do another photo series because it does take a lot of time and effort and guys, I'm just really lazy. But it was fun. I pre-wrote all this, so it's still May 4th in my time. I don't know if this will go horribly wrong and you'll all stop being friends with me, or it this will be amazing and you'll all tell me you love me (do that second one, please). Thanks for joining me on this journey.

- so I can sigh eternally -