Monday, September 27, 2010

Sunday, September 26, 2010

college





just creepin' on my own facebook photo albums from the past 4 years and couldn't help me reminisce about my first two years of college, which were the most collegey years out of all four. SCAD sometimes doesn't even feel like college, i like that. However, I'm glad I got the whole dorm life, college thing out of the way. These photos are of my only two dorm room ever in my life. I like looking at them.

Freshman year living in Esseff Hall on South Main Street in Wilkes-Barre, PA. It was my first experience living away from home and sharing a room with a total stranger (who became my close friend for the next two years.) I remember that bed being cozy and I had tons of little bits of my life scattered around. Post cards, pictures, posters, etc. Regular dorm room girl stuff I suppose but I don't think it was that normal. It was my first little space to decorate! I wish I still had those posters. That Rilo Kiley poster is my absolute favorite. I need to find it. It's somewhere in my closet at home.

Sophomore year I lived at a form of a Best Western hotel that let my college use two floors for housing. I lived with my best friend at Kings, Mary, and she was so fun to live with. Living in a hotel was obviously different than living in the regular dormitories that the school offered. It was like the next step to getting an apartment (SORT OF). It gave a little bit more independence and separation from all things college. We had a cool bathroom, and got to take an elevator with hotel guests & lived footsteps away from possibly the most disgusting Chinese restaurant ever established yet we ordered from then atleast once a week.

Two years there = a big blur of learning experiences, cold gray weather, boys, majoring in "mass communications", gross cafeteria food, thrift stores, Curry Donuts' iced coffees, alcohol, etc. It was an experience. I'm at the point where I like looking back on it though because it's so cool to see how life can take you all sorts of places in only a short period of time. That's pretty fucking cool and scary.

lovin' this



can't stop listening to this new Deerhunter song. It's my Sunday jam today while recuperating from last night with a huge cherry coke fountain soda & painting my 3d mermaid parade project. eeeep. this weekend was very eventful. CrAzy EaRLy 20's LiFE*~

Friday, September 24, 2010

sittin' on the dock of the bay, wastin' time..
































just a ton of beautiful photos to look at c/o this amazing tumblr. i love cozy friday nights in. i really do.

weekend.



this song is so beautiful and powerful. i can't stop listening to it.

this weekend has already been eventful & it's only friday. i even got locked out of my apartment at 3am this morning & had to bust open my door with my two friends. i'm tired. i have to make a 3d model out of foam portraying a fairy tale scene by tuesday, write a paper and send out resumes for internships, clean, have some more fun..

tonight, however, i will sleep.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

what a wonderful, clean and simple way of branding your company. that's my favorite, when businesses use different types of handwritten fonts on their menus, logo, business cards, etc. I bet it's a trendy thing for the moment, rebelling against all of the technological options we have now. It's cool to be opposite, and opposite right now is back to basics. Simple & comforting as if someone doodled it while daydreaming in class when they were supposed to be taking notes on world history.
I got this from Design Love Fest, which is my new favorite place to go for beautiful things. It's run by a fantastic graphic designer Bri Emery. I just love the way her eye works. Go see for yourself!

Monday, September 20, 2010

Love magazine






I know these have been all over the web already, but I just adore these Love magazine covers. Better late than never. The colors, the styling, the choices for cover girls are all tremendously dreamy and womanly in all the right ways. Completely sexy without being raunchy or demeaning.