Something about the heel reminds me of a pistol. Combined with the calfskin, straps, and nude pink platform, it just looks completely badass in the prettiest manner possible.
Nicholas Kirkwood 2-Tone Bootie, Available via Nordstroms.com
I just realized that I’ve had this blog for a bit over a year. In true to life fashion, I am late on celebrating my own blog’s birthday. Better late than never, right?
Happy birthday, blog.
Thank you for giving me an outlet to:
- Post photos of things I’ve baked/cooked.
- Post photos of places I’ve visited.
- Post photos of things that I bought/things that I want but can’t afford.
- Rant/complain/share news/talk about random things on my mind.
1. I’m using a sick day tomorrow. Naughty, right? Not really. I only have one class to teach tomorrow so I figure I’ll go in and teach, and call it a day afterward. Why do Koreans make you feel so guilty about using sick days? I have 15 to use up by February, but I’ve only used one so far. I might just feel guilty because I’m not actually sick. I’m trying to calculate a way to use them all up before they expire. Or at least half of them.
2. Mc Donalds, fried chicken, pizza, donuts, and beer. I miss you guys.
3. I’m utterly fascinated by thin bodied women with chubby faces/fat women with thin, angular faces.
4. If an unsaved phone number texts you, is it less rude to ignore it or to ask “who is this?” I always feel like a total prick when I choose the latter. And then what happens when they tell you who they are and you still have no idea? This is purely hypothetical…
5. I lost 5 kilos since September 1st. Celebrate with me. We’ll have salad. Or water. Or that nonfat yogurt sitting in my fridge that tastes like paste.
6. Sometimes sarcasm doesn’t translate in print…Oops.
7. I wish my stomach looked the way it does right when I wake up instead of getting bigger and bigger with each meal throughout the day.
8. FRIDAY PAYDAY YAY
9. Culture plays such a huge role in how men pursue women (and vice versa I’m sure). But ladies, do yourself a favor and don’t go on dates with boys who don’t have the balls to call you on the telephone or ask you out in person. They’ll probably dump you via FB chat or something.
10. No matter how hard you think something is, once you do it a few times you’ll get numb to it! …Wait, what?
Love you, have a great weekend!
1. There is nothing uglier than having t-rex sized bug bites on your arms/legs/anywhere visible. Find those bloodsuckers and kill them! My left arm got owned by some thirsty bugs and it isn’t pretty.
2. I remember once hearing/reading somewhere the phrase “seasons click” and had no idea what that was all about, because Southern California stays relatively warm all year round. But yesterday, there was a inaudible :click: and bam, just like that, summer was over and autumn had arrived. As much as summer is my favorite season of all time, I’m really happy to part ways with the humid summer heat. And so is my hair.
3. I found a T-shirt that I immediately fell in love with and my friend was kind enough to gift it to me. I am completely obsessed with it right now. It’s belly baring, sleeves cut off (think Mack from “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia”), black and it has “London” scrawled over the chest. It reminds me of my aunt’s wardrobe circa early 1990′s. Grunge fashion. I used to run my fingers over the clothes hanging in her closet and inhale it all in–the smells of perfume and cigarette smoke, the colors and textures, everything. That might have something to do with why I love this shirt of mine so much. Instant nostalgia! I want to wear it all day, every day. [THANK YOU!]
4. Life is depressing without ice cream.
5. Gossip in the workplace? A definite DON’T.
6. It’s better to call yourself a pervert than be called one by someone else.
7. Nothing says “f-ck off” louder than wearing headphones in public.
8. It’s okay to complain if you’re actually doing something about it to better the situation.
9. Call your mother and tell her you love her, even if she semi-forgot about you. (Hi Millie Vanilly!)
10. I miss how open minded, in your face sleazy Los Angeles is. Seoul is so much more conservative by comparison, and I’M GOING INSANE.
