Day 37: Stay Classy State College

    Going to a State school as big as Penn State has its great advantages, but some downfalls as well. One of  my cons is that because the campus is spread so wide, dressing for class is not that exciting. Unless you want to die before getting to class, your gonna stick to wearing workout clothes. Plus if you up dress in anything more jeans and boots, you'll stick out like a sore thumb. But because I enjoy those 7 extra minutes of the snooze button on my alarm I usually throw on comfortable, easy clothes anyways. However, it's when it comes to going out of weekends that get me stuck. You want to be sexy, but not skanky; you want to seem chic, not crazy; and you want to stand out, but not freak people out.

this is a picture of how I wore this dress in New York:

accessorized with 3 black belts, lots of bangles and black heels. I like this look, it's simple but with a little edge. The dress is very tight and very short so I worry sometimes that it is a little on the 'street walker' side.

I wore the same belts but I added a sheer, cheetah button down on top (Marshalls); an orange satchel bag  (Urban Outfitters); brown booties (Urban Outfiters); Revlon's Orange Flip lipstick. The jewelry I kept simple - layered 3 dainty necklaces, wore a couple bracelets on my left wrist, and one statement ring on my right hand. The sheer shirt overtop added more of a fun, high fashion flare to the outfit! 

-M.

Day 36: Ride

   From Wednesday to Friday I woke up every morning at 8 AM to drive to Saint Joseph's University. For an hour and 45 minutes I spent my time teaching autistic children how to ride a bike. Unfortunately it dealt with a lot of running and I needed both hands at all times so I wasn't able to take any pictures or video's of my experience. However, I did write a song:

Ride

I've been trapped
Inside my mind
For all this time
This time

I know there've been mountains
I couldn't climb
But this time I'll be fine
be fine

So let me go
Let me ride
Ride, ride, ride
Without you by my side
Yes, I will fly
Fly, fly, fly

Time has flown by
Now, don't you cry
you cry
I  was scared I won't lie
But just believe in me oh my
Oh my

Let me go
Let me ride
Ride, ride, ride
Without you by my side
Yes, I will fly
Fly, fly, fly

Let me go

Let me ride

Ride, ride, ride

Without you by my side

Yes, I will fly

Fly, fly, fly

This song is dedicated to Brandon,  a boy who proved them wrong.

Day 35: Erase Me

     When I was down the shore I had very little opportunity to take pictures of myself.  Sometimes I feel very vein when I ask someone to take a picture of me so I thought I could change it up and sketch some of my outfit choices this past week!

I wore this out to dinner with my sister

^This was a fun 'going out' outfit  

I went shopping at Urban Outfitters in this get- up (I NEED TO STOP SPENDING MONEY!)

-M.

Day 34: This is The Shit

   An organization that simply asks us to Give A Shit about SOMETHING and with that simple wish we can share with the world, and change it for the better. Plus this advertisement is hilarious. Enjoy!

-M.

Day 33: "I'm In Sea Isle B*TCH"

     After my eventful night at the Maroon 5 concert, I headed for The Jersey Shore for some TLC with my big sis (I had no internet access - hence why these posts are days late). We laid out, worked out, ate out, went out and poured our hearts out to each other. Enjoy another mini movie of mine!

The song in the video is a cover of Hey Ya by Obadiah Parker

-M.

Day 31: And She Will Be Loved

          Friday night I went to the Maroon 5/Train/Gavin DeGraw concert. It was hosted at the Susquehanna Bank Center - where I spent almost every summer in high school tailgating and getting drunk in the parking lot before going in and watching a concert from the lawn seats. It is where we would pack cases in our draw string bags, takes swigs of vodka in water bottles in the bathroom during the ferry ride over to Camden, chug beers in the parking lot, and then hopefully act sober enough be let in. I would pay probably $30 for a ticket and pitch in maybe $10 or $20 for alcohol.

    For just about $10 more than what I would do in high school, I got tickets so close to the performers I was actually called up on stage with Train! I know, I can see it now -  baby Gary Coleman's glaring eyes and scrunched up nose and saying "WHATCHU TALKIN' 'BOUT WILLIS?" Well, yes it happened AND you can see it too! Here is a lil movie montage of THE night.

-M.

 

Day 26: Unda Presha

      The last month of summer is among us... usually in high school I would be cringe at the school supplies advertisement knowing that soon enough I would have to Spark Note my summer reading list and actually go back to doing school work. This summer I thought would be different. Although this summer was a much needed break, I was so sad to leave and honestly couldn't wait until I got to go back. Now the summer is coming to a close, I'm having that awful anxiety creep up on me. For reasons I think I can understand: 1. I will have to return to the school that still reigns supreme in partying and figure a way to stay sober without raising questions of my conversion to mormonism 2. I will have to start learning how to cook healthy and tasty meals on my own and (the most terrifying of them all) 3. I have to figure out what the hell I am going to do with my life.

This is what I am feeling. 

I can only be 'undecided' for so much longer and my parents have put major pressure on me to pick a major ASAP. I have considered Education, but for some reason I don't think that teaching, although is an amazing career, would give me the outlet to do everything that I am capable of or aspire to do. I have considered PR, or Marketing but I have no experience or any idea what working in a business would be like or if I would even like it. I have been all through the Penn State website and I just keep wishing I had more time to figure things out. I wish I could take writing classes or business classes to see what I'd like - but that's what your freshman year is for and I spent my time exploring Education. I think I'd  maybe even really like trying Film - but I think my parents would seriously want to kill me. But I think in all seriousness I want and need to be doing something creative and working with people.

I love photography, drawing, music, and fashion... I don't like economics, chemistry, spanish, or statistics. Someone out there, if you know a job that sounds like that - I'd love to know!

-M.