my so called social life

night at the museum

Summer is in full swing-finally, when I have a little time to actually have fun and not worry about grades. Granted I miss being surrounded by the amazing people on Steuben's second floor but I think I can cope with getting 9 hours of sleep every night instead.

Week 1 (5/8-5/13)

the box read "infinite pleasure"
Happy birthday, broseph!

There were a lot of parties this week. We had our housewarming party (that I slept through part of), a birthday party for my best friend Nathan, and I said a final farewell to my best friend from Colorado (he's interning in Germany for the summer!).

Week 2 (5/14-5/20)

This was a jam-packed week.

an ocean of hipsters

It all started out on Tuesday with an evening event at the Metropolitan Museum that brought together loads of college students to party and enjoy the Schiaparelli(one of my favorite designers!) and Prada exhibit. It was super crowded and but still rather fun. Nathan and I were playing the "I wonder where s/he got her/his clothes" game a lot....neither of us won. I even saw one of my teachers there.

Leighton <3 I'm in no way attracted to you but DAT VOICE

Wednesday night I went to see The Maine and Lydia play. I left before The Maine but Lydia was really a spiritual experience. Listen to their music, it's amazing.

Central Park is almost like real wildlife...only not

Thursday after my boss and I rendezvoused at the museum, my friend Clarissa came over and she and I explored Central PArk and ended up at the Wafels and Dinges truck. Much pocketfrogs was played.

captivating me

Friday I got to see the lead singer of my favorite (defunct) band. William Beckett of The Academy Is... really has a soft spot in my heart. I reverted back to my young to mid-teenage self when he took the stage. I've seen him play at least 7 or 8 times but I just can't get over him...I've got the fever.

Week 3 (this week)

I've finally got to relax a little. My fellow peer advisors Nathan, Caleb, and I went to Shake Shack to fill our arteries with pure happiness. Other than that, I've gotten to take it easy.

I can't believe how quickly this summer has picked up! Weeks really do move faster when you grow older. My bed is still waiting to be assembled... Where does the time go and how can I get it back?

Crazy for Crayola Dresses

raglan sleeve, waddup

So....I love my boss. If you've interacted with me recently you probably know this. Like, seriously, LOVE him. I've really been sucking at writing this post (I've re-written it more times than you'd think possible) so I thought I'd start it with a pretty picture and an exclamation of my endearment. And before you read any further please be advised this is not the weird creepy stalker kind of love just the "thank you for letting me sit in the same room as you and share in your creativity" kind of love...which I guess is creepy but between you and I, that's just my personality. Anyway, he's gonna google his name and see this and automatically fire me so I might as well enjoy this internship while I still have it.

Meet Christian Francis Roth. He was showing his clothes on the runway when he was only a year older than me, a year before I was even conceived. Francis is his current project, a contemporary line with a vintage-pop feel and beautiful tailoring.

my favorite look from Francis'
upcoming fall collection: LOVE!
pic from the fb page which you should go like ;)

I feel like this has, so far, been the perfect first internship for me. Not very many people get to spend their days interacting with a fellow who won a CFDA award and has his shit at in the Metropolitan Museum's collection. He's more than just a pretty face! Things really do happen for a reason; I was almost half-an-hour late to my interview but he still saw something in me (I knew my "I just...you know, like clothing!!" line would really work)


Anyway, I started working there last Tuesday, May 8th, the day after school got out so I had a mini-meltdown my first day; lost my verbal filter, said stupid shit, and felt very uncomfortable and awkward and weird and burnt out. But I kind of came out of my funk the next day. I started working right in the middle of a trade show so it was a weird time to begin working because it was almost a calm-before-the-storm kind of thing. But, hey! It was so cool being able to go to my first trade show!! And I got to spend all of that Wednesday at it with Christian which was a good way to get to casually interact with him/hear about what it's like to live with skunks.

I'm so legit

This week we got down to business thinking about Spring/Summer. It's really cool being able to contribute my personal opinions about what direction we go in. It's no longer Barbie Dreamland Apparel Design class; this is actually kind of actually important. No roadkill public panties for this collection!! Christian and I went on a few little outings to try to gather some, for a lack of a better word, inspiration. I even came in an extra day to go on a museum exploration and enjoy the beauty (and beauties) of Central Park with him. I'm glad I was lucky enough to find such a fun and enjoyable work environment with such an interesting and fun supervisor. Thank God it's summer!!

what not to wear: my designs

sophomore year studio methods: level complete

I suppose I should start with the beginning of the week. My FINAL final of sophomore year was a real tricky one. Like an episode of project runway, I had a lot to do with far too little time. My whole "capsule collection" was due Monday and, being the lazy person I am, put a good chunk of my work til the very last minute. But, surprisingly, it all was completed on time. Here's a quick look at everything, I didn't get the best pictures but you get the point.

my wares set out on a table

Can you tell that I LOVE velveteen? I'm pretty sure I have an irrevocable love for velvet and velveteen. In fact, my final from freshmen year patternmaking was a green-velvet dress. You'd think I'd have learned my lesson...

this guy-Spring 2011

my favorite top

I can't wait to wear this top; dolman sleeves are my current obsession.

who wears short shorts? (hint: me)

The chair of the fashion department thought my shorts were my strongest piece. They used my mesurements so I'm excited to wear them out. So much color and print mixture, I can't handle it!

It's still very surreal to me that classes are over, I'm still getting over the fact that I don't have anything to really stress about for a while. It's been a busy week for me even without classes so at least it wasn't too much of an adjustment for me. I'm looking forward to a calmer week next week and getting tons of sleep this weekend. Look forward to my next post about life after finals.

What's a Bed?

I'm right where I ought to be

To say that I've been running non-stopped these past two weeks is more than an understatement-I honestly don't know how I'm still functioning. Tomorrow is my first day of "relaxation" this week and I'm so incredibly excited to be able to focus on myself.

There is so much I want to update about but I'm still mentally processing everything. I think I'll make separate posts recapping everything individually over the next few days. I feel like I've accomplished so much in the past few days and each is deserving of their own respect and attention. I'm at a turning point after all. Farewell to sophomore year and hello to the summer before my junior year!

But to sum things up for you, here are the "best of"s:
test, SEW, Brooklyn Promenade, PACK, sew, ALL NIGHTER, final crit, MOVE, cry, INTERNSHIP, party, party, party, fun, fun, fun, looking forward to the weekend
....nuff said

I See the Finish Line

You know you're making a life realization when you listen to Michelle Branch's on repeat. I think I've hit  point in my life where I can let go of some things and some people. Last year my whole world changed. It was hard. But I reconfigured the pieces and now I can say I'm happy. I like how things are. I'm not too sure I felt the same last year or even last semester.

One of my best friends from what feels like centuries ago dis-added me as a friend on facebook. It's weird the ache I feel within myself. I've known our flame was out ages ago but the final facebook blow is somewhat of a cheesy eye-opener. He helped me so much in some of the darkest times of my life. Now all that's left is random shit he and I posted on eachothers' facebook walls (see above)

I feel like you have certain people in your life at specific times so they can help you to mature. It's weird saying that silent goodbye when you've both grown past the potential of the friendship or love affair.

I used to be scared of those goodbyes. I never wanted to let go of anything-I'm a hoarder. But it's only natural and it makes room for new life chapters.

NO

As for this Spring 2012 finals chapter, I wish it were over. I honestly have no idea how I'm going to survive this weekend...3 more finals, 2 days of classes, 1 weekend and 0 energy....fun!