I've figured out real fast that practicality has to come before prettiness about 80% of the time. That doesn't mean that I'm not going to bust out 7 inch heels once a week, but for the most part, my uniform tends to be black skinnies and some type of drapey, loose something or other on top.
{american apparel skinnies, target tank, vintage vest, j.crew, vintage, and forever 21 necklaces, vintage bracelet, and my grandfather's watch}
I understand that the vest is a matter of taste. I like it. This one is actually beaded all over with these little matte black beads, it's gorgeous. You may not be on board, but please consider this lady I saw in Starbucks this morning....
I went and saw The Perks of Being a Wallflower last Friday night by myself, like a loser. And I loved it. The movie was incredible as well (EZRA MILLER BE MY FRIEND)
{I ate all of this by myself and I am not ashamed}
2) San Loco:
So, Anna and I went here for her birthday and it was delicious. It was very, very delicious.
{margaritas are noms}
3) The Tisch dance studios:
The whole dance building is under construction, but all of the studios are gorgeous. Lots of high, old ceilings and beautiful views. Makes it was easier to get distracted.
Shameless outfit post. It's FINALLY starting to cool off. I was completely out of creativity to give to summer outfits. BRING IT ON FALL. I love that in New York nobody thinks your shoes are crazy.
{h&m top, american apparel skinnies, scarf my dad and stepmom got me in Turkey, Jeffrey Campbell litas}
I saw two great shows this weekend. Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind was put on by the Neo-Futurists. They essentially do 30 plays in 60 minutes. Hard to explain, easy to enjoy. Check them out here
I also saw Art, by Yasmin Reza. One of my teachers directed it so he got us in for cheap! Wahoo! It was also really quite great.
2) Liquiteria:
Oh lord this place is the best. They make all these incredible juices and smoothies and it's all very very fresh, very very tasty, very very expensive, and very very a block away from my dance classes.... It's going to become very very hard to avoid.
{Peaches 'n' Dreams. nom nom nom}
3) Barre bars (I know how weird that sounds):
{"Black Swan", the chocolate berry is my fav!}
So I found these through the magic of pinterest. They're these bars that were made by two dancers for dancers. They're yummy and nutritious, plus they have adorable packages and they're ballet themed. They're not available in a lot of place, but you can get them here
4) Sweater weather (kind of):
{no idea where I got that sweater. sorry guys.... my bras from Target??}
So, it gets up to like, 74 degrees still during the day, but then it gets down to 62 at night. What's my compromise? BACKLESS SWEATER. sorry dad.......
5) This makes me laugh my ass off and cry simultaneously. I'm so confused.
Excursion to Central Park wahoo!! I feel like no matter how many times you go, you can never see all of it, and that's part of what makes it so fun. It's so cliche, but it really is my favorite. I stole some of these photos from Mina so yaaaaaay Mina. Tallie's boyfriend was in town, so that was fun. This first picture pretty much sums up the afternoon. Mina and I were total shutterbugs.
{this will not stop being funny to me} {photo cred: Mina Walker}
{texture, shape, color}
{lovely ladies}
{photo cred: Mina Walker}
{there are castles in New York ya'll!}
{and those castles have views!}
{Target scarf, Anthropologie earrings} {photo cred: Mina Walker}
{entrance to the Shakespeare Garden}
{all the wildflowers made me think of the lake. i miss it so much!}
I didn't write a post about 9/11 on 9/11 because I had studio all day and I wasn't in a mindset to really give it some attention, which it deserves. Ironically, we had our first acting class that day and our assignment (that was due today) was to go to the memorial. So I went late yesterday afternoon with some classmates. It's a very peculiar experience because while I consider myself a New Yorker now, I certainly wasn't then. I didn't even understand what was going on. But it something that is a permanent part of my city's history, and therefore, it's a part of mine. You have to make a reservation to see the memorial so we had about 45 minutes to kill before our time slot. We went to St. Pauls, a beautiful historic church in the heart of the bustling Financial District. The church served as a sort of base camp in the days after 9/11 and now is a shrine to the whole event.
{the top of the steeple is visible from five blocks away. the church literally sits on this island, with streets all around.}
{various relics. it's pretty overwhelming}
From there, we made our way to the memorial. You have to walk a good eight blocks away from where the site actually is to get in. Then you have to go through security, almost exactly like the airport, to get in line again to walk in.
{the South pool}
{a rose nestled in the "Survivor Tree", the only tree that survived the attack}
{the Freedom Tower is almost complete and rises above the whole scene}
I could have taken a hundred pictures, but out of respect I tried not to go too clicker crazy. Was shocked me was how cavalier some people were. You could definitely tell the New Yorkers from the tourists for the most part. People were laughing and snapping couple pictures by the pools, like they were at Six Flags or something. I guess that I expected it to be somber, seeing as it was September 12th, only a day after the 11 year anniversary. The moment when you stand by those pools though and really look is pretty powerful. Your whole face feels like it's under pressure, being sucked in towards some cavernous force that you can't see but you feel and you hear. It's definitely pretty ghostly.
We made a pit stop by Battery Park to look at the Harbor and it was a pretty incredible moment for me to reflect. As I left St. Paul's earlier, I heard a man talking to his family about 9/11 and the phrase that I caught was "So Is Life." And so it is. There is so much that is out of our hands, things we can't even fathom. But that's how it is and all we can do is roll with the punches and live where we are. And really live, and really listen. Or we're gonna miss something.
