Even as a college student, I look forward to my first day of school with the same nervous anticipation as I did when I was seven years old. The only difference is that I have traded my Junie B. Jones novels and lunch box for a MacBook with the Adobe Creative suite and a classic vintage Coach cross-body. Interning at Refinery29 last spring, I had a few opportunities to go out and photograph street style in DC. While approaching strangers and saying “Hey, I like what you’re wearing! Can I snap a photo!?” was a little nerve wracking at first, I adapted quickly and didn’t feel fazed when people would decline my offer. The difference between this experience and now is that See. Like. Blog. isn’t well established yet (especially not at the level of Refinery29). For all these people know, I could be some crazy person with a camera… which, depending on your definition of crazy, isn’t completely far off. So, that being said, my first attempt at street style for SLB definitely pushed me outside of my comfort zone. I did rely a little bit on a few fashion forward friends, but I also met some people who I had never seen/talked to before. Overall, it was a really positive experience, and I will assuredly be doing plenty more street style in the coming months. I have a trip to NYC coming up and I look forward to testing my nerves in the Big Apple.
This was my first day of school outfit. I have a tripod, but I don’t think my 8:00 AM sleepy brain remembered this, so instead I chose a mirror shot. Very Myspace circa 2005, but I’m okay with it.
So today I had planned to post some back-to-school street style photos I took at AU. Unfortunately, as I walked home from class this morning, I received a call from my mom and dad informing me that my grandpa had passed away last night. While it’s important to me to keep generating content, I felt today needed to be about reflection of this amazing man that I was lucky enough to know. I will be back in action tomorrow, but for now I need to give myself some time to process. I wish I had a photo of us together, but all of the family photos are at home in Vegas. Instead, I will leave you all with a song that’s been helping me get through this crazy time — a reminder that I still have so much to be thankful for.
Hello readers and happy Sunday! This morning I woke up to a text from my roommates Kelsey & Aliya asking if I wanted to join them for a trip to the Georgetown Flea Market. Although crawling back into bed and snoozing for another hour seemed mighty tempting, I couldn’t pass up the chance to go “treasure hunting”. I have always loved to thrift for clothes (I would say a good 85% of my clothes come from thrift/consignment shops) but I have recently developed an equal obsession with flea markets. I think it’s something about living in my own apartment now, I really like the idea of finding vintage art, home decor or furniture to add a little something extra to my space. Although I didn’t find any additions for my apartment during this trip, I did find a flower crown. So excited to wear it for days this fall.
While we were at the flea market, I met Casandra from Speak Vintage. Her selection of vintage clothing and accessories were amazing and she was sweet enough to let me take some shots! Stay tuned for a possible collaboration with Casandra.
Of course, the day wouldn’t have been complete without gelato from Dolcezza.
Now I am spending the next hour indulging my 80 year old alter-ego: crocheting a scarf, watching the rain from my balcony and listening to Harry Potter books-on-tape. School starts again tomorrow, so I am spending the last few hours of summertime enjoying the peaceful quiet.