Thursday, December 23, 2010

a sentimental season


I get sentimental over seasons and holidays and tomorrow will be Christmas day, the biggest of the holidays. Family, friends, traditions and memories are all wrapped up into a ball around this time of year. Family: the gathering of those who are related to one another, Friends: a reflection on ones relationships and a celebration of those who have lasted, Tradition: what we do around this time, in the same fashion, every year, Memories: thinking about those who have and are a part of our lives and what they have contributed to the space that we leave for them in our minds. This ball can be a bundle of joy and yet a heap of hell, of which I have known too well.

This holiday season has been good to me so far. I've come to find people that I really care about in this big new city of mine, and I've held on to friendships from my small town back home. I've done the silly little traditions, I've hoped to god for snow, I did the shopping, I watched peoples eyes light up in happiness, and I've written the little notes that take words of love and commit them to paper. Now, all I have left is travel, wrapping paper, and a toast.


~Sarah

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

doorm room dreaming

Looking around my dorm reminds me why I love life. Its decorated just how I'd like it. It's in a city that I love. New friends surround me. Two of my closest friends from high school are right near by. It's never too quiet. I'm free to do what I want. I can stay out as long as I want. I'm surrounded by art and people who love it just as much as me.
This is what I've wanted.
Now I have it.
And here, I feel at home.

La vie est belle.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

why, hello there

(Omaha)

Hello and welcome to another installment on this fine blog.
First, I'd like to thank my public followers (you know who you are...i believe there are only one or two of you. Don't you feel special now?) And second, I'd like to apologize for the death of my last posting. You see, I was all excited to keep a blog throughout my journey to Yellowstone and back, but the problem was that the further west we got the less likely we were to have wireless internet access. However, several months later, here is a brief of the trip.

Do:
Go to Fallingwaters, Pittsburgh, Omaha, the Black Hills (south dakota), Mt. Rushmore, Yellowstone National Park, and Kansas City.
Eat fried pickles (but not too many) and BBQ in KC.
Visit record stores in Omaha. Hell, just stay there for a couple of days.

Do Not:
Go to South Bend Indiana, or break down outside of Pittsburgh on your way home.

Now, let's move on to the next posting...

Monday, July 19, 2010

a grand tour, days 1-3

July 16th marked the day that my family and I would begin out trip out west. It all began last fall when, as a family, we sat around and watched Ken Burns’ documentary on America’s national parks. My mom was reminded about how growing up her and her family would go on trips out west for a week or so during the summer. They went to the beach, but mostly traveled to Colorado and Wyoming for camping and fly-fishing.Even before we had seen the documentary, my mom and my step dad knew that they wanted to go on some sort of trip with me since I would be going to college, this fall, about 7 hours away from home. So, when the idea came up to go out west we all agreed that it sounded like a plan. Our first destination was Pittsburgh Pennsylvania.

Day One: After five hours of driving we made it into a more rural area outside of Pittsburgh. Having read about and seen many pictures of Frank Lloyd Wright’s Fallingwater, I guess this wasn’t quite the area that I was expecting. But, then again, it was built as a vacation home. Once we made our way into the entrance of the park, where the house is located, that’s when the reality of the home being a national monument became a reality: lots of cars, tons of people. However, according to one of the staff members, the volume of people really wasn’t that bad (it being a pretty undesirable day what with the high humidity). Apparently they get several thousands of visitors a day during the fall and today it may have only been several hundred.

Anyway, after walking around the grounds a bit and checking out the gift shop, we were finally called to begin our tour. We walked maybe four minutes from the visitors center until we saw the house. It was absolutely stunning, truly a dream home. The interior of the home was beautiful as well. The use of natural materials that were found on site with the continuation of glass and metal that wrapped around the building could have only come from a designer with a beautiful mind. If you ever get the chance to see this beautiful home you really must. It is just amazing to witness first hand.

Once I picked up a shirt and a few postcards from the gift shop we were on our way to down town Pittsburgh to spend the night.

Pittsburgh at dusk

Day Two: At 7am we were up and getting ready for the day. We packed up our things and set them on the bed, caught some of the Today Show, and walked a couple of blocks to the closest starbucks where we downed a few drinks and grabbed a couple of bagels and a blueberry muffin. By 9:45 we were on the road and heading to the Mattress Factory.

I had heard about the Mattress Factory through my art history teacher who, although only shared a few details about the museum, had enticed me enough to want to check it out on my own. Essentially, it’s an old warehouse that is now filled with large installation pieces of art. Their catch phrase “art you can get into” really sets the tone for the place. Each room was a piece of artwork, all of which you walk right into. For instance, one room was covered in mirrors while the floor was all white with coral polka dots and several mannequins placed in the center. However, unlike most museums, you took off your shoes, walked right into the room, and were not warned not to touch anything. It was art you could interact with…which was totally awesome.


Other pieces included a giant canvas mouse head that was strung up around the room with ropes, a room that was designed to look like a gaudy trailer home and a room in which two subwoofers were hung from the ceiling that were covered in sand that would play a pitch so low that you could see the sand vibrate from the sound waves. Very interesting.

After the Mattress Factory we drove to South Bend Indiana and spent the night. That area was not as exciting, but I did have a very good burrito for dinner with some fried ice cream for dessert.

Day Three: We woke up around 7 and grabbed breakfast at some pancake house near by. As we headed out of town we passed a restaurant called J Willy’s. If any of you watch the show Kitchen Nightmares, led by the English chef Gordon Ramsay, then you may find the name of the restaurant familiar. Basically, there were three owners and 2 of them were a couple that lived across the state while the one in charge was not very clued in, buy the looks of things. In the end, Gordon made the restaurant throw out all of their pre-processed food and work with strictly fresh ingredients. They became a BBQ place and looked like the change could be promising. However, as we passed the restaurant, it looked like it had been shut down for quite some time. It struck us funny that we had actually stayed down the street from the J Willys.

After our stay, we drove eight hours and reached Nebraska, but I’ll talk about that later.
~Sarah

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

luv deluxe



This is a music video by the Cinnamon Chasers for the song Luv Deluxe. I stumbled upon it as being featured as a short film. I honestly watch this daily. I'm not sure why, but there's something that just attracts me to it. Maybe its the consequences that can result from one decision.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

hop, skip, and a jump


I was out driving with a few friends today and the sight of lightening bugs really caught my eye. To see them, one by one, lighting up an entire field, made summer a reality. Its one of those things that sets the tone for a season for me. Like, for example, being able to wear my trench coat means it's spring, or that being able to wear jeans outside without passing out means that fall has finally come. So, now having seen all of the lightening bugs, I know that it really is summer...That, and that the Italian festival began as well.

Oh yeah, and I graduated too. I suppose my new status is "college freshman-to-be".

Bizarre.

~Sarah

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Like Pink Patent Leather, I'll Love You Forever

Fritz Helder & The Phantoms - Lagerfeld Lady (2009) from cool dept on Vimeo.


I once heard a remix of this song and fell in love with it. Can't remember the artist who mixed it though...
Enjoy

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Five Days In Paris

(Rue Cler)

Sometimes it feels so cliche to talk about going to Paris and how much I loved it, but it's true. When I was there I was just amazed with the beauty of it all. Even the parts that were not so glamorous I sill really liked because it was different from the American cities that I know. The streets were narrower, the city was clean, cars were smaller, the food was much better, most of the people we encountered were kind, and all in all they were a much more relaxed society (except for cab drivers).

Even though I only made it to French III in high school, it really did help to have the limited vocabulary of an ordinary French 3rd grader. Ordering food certainly came in handy, as well as being able to understand the limitations on my warranty for the swatch watched I purchased. The clerk even asked if I wanted to hear it in English, but I just wanted to hear her speak French since, after all, I may never be back.

(Scooters in Montmartre)

The journeys I had with my dad, step mom, and cousin were quite entertaining: we took loads of pictures in front of the Moulin Rouge only to find that it was only the gift store (I knew the big windmill was missing...), learned about St. Dennis who holds his decapitated head in his hands in most works of art that he appears in, used our right not to tip a rude waiter, wandered into Pigalle (the red light district) and were approached by two men who would only say "good morning" and "how are you" in English once they found that we didn't know much French, and watched a 20 something yr. old stumble off of the metro and throw an empty bottle of booze onto the tracks who then continued to urinate against the wall and then greet his mates (who showed up a minute after) with some good old hugs.

Then there was sight seeing! The Arc de Triumph, Eiffel Tower, Pont Alexandre III, Notre Dame, Montmartre, Sacré-Coeur Basilica, Avenue des Champs-Élysées, and various other historical places. I, however, favored the museums. We saw the Musée Picasso, Louvre, and (my favourite) the Centre Pompidou.

(Musée Picasso)

The tiny part of Europe and France that I was able to experience was one that I know I will never forget and will forever be captured in the hundreds of pictures that I took. It was fun to experience a different way of living with almost everyone around you speaking a different language, and it wasn't always just French. Even though it's been almost a year since my trip to Paris (week before Easter, 2009) I still love to reflect on it like it was yesterday.

Who knows, maybe I'll get to go back.
Sarah

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Saturday, February 27, 2010

the magic equation and high school dances

It being the eve of my high school's prom (all three months away that it is), I'm starting to wonder what I'm going to wear on what is my last formal dance-gathering that I will have.... at least for a good while. It seems that in the past few years the magic equation for a prom dress is:

cheap satin + GLITTER + low cut back + no shape or draping + $$$ =

It's simple and looks... well, it looks alright. However, through the magic equation there can be many variations of this dress: short, long, conservative, slutty, expensive, cheap, plain, over the top, ect. A version of this dress can cover all ends of the spectrum. However, its not that great. For instance, if you don't have a flat stomach the straight satin over that area is not going to do you any favors whatsoever. If any of you are in high school, or a recent graduate I'm sure you've seen this dress, not once, but many, many times at every formal dance you have ever been to ever.

This year, I am protesting the magic equation because it is not the only type of dress out there. Hell, you can get a very inexpensive dress at DEB that 1) does not look cheap, 2) does not fit into the magic equation and 3) is much more interesting and creative than a simple satin dress (like the one above).

So let's get a bit more creative:

Draping, bias cut, flowy, chic.
Interesting geometric detail on bodice, unusual straps, lovely colors, and despite geometrics, is very graceful.The overall shape is very simplistic, however the circular details give it a lot of personality.

Another idea would be to buy a dress and embellish it yourself. Try sites like ThreadBanger or check out a local fabric store for embellishment ideas/patterns. If you're into vintage, take a journey to a local vintage boutique. 50's and 60's prom dresses can be a world of fun.

In the attempt to avoid all of this I will be making my own.

Happy dress hunting dearies,
Sarah


Wednesday, February 24, 2010

From The Desk of C_T_D

To who it may concern,

Hello there and welcome to the first installment of this very fine blog. So as a precursor to what is to come, I guess I'll tell you about myself:

My name is Sarah. I am very into the arts but I especially enjoy fashion. I currently design and make clothing for myself, and sometimes friends. In fact, this coming fall I will be attending a college for fashion design. Apart from fashion, my other love is music. Buying music, going to concerts, finding new bands, exploring different genres; I love all of that.

"Okay...", you may say, "So, you've told us two things about your self. What will this blog be about then?" Well, *looks in other direction and coughs*, it's a surprise. That's right, a surprise. So, come two days from now there will be something posted. And its going to be great.

Pleased to have introduced myself,
Sarah