High-Flying Fun

I'm back!

*Note: Updated to add video below directly to the body of the post!

Once again, I apologize for the lack of updates. Since returning to school I've had to register for classes, attend said classes, audition (and do callbacks) for the theatre and film program, catch up with old friends, forge new friendships, and work my three jobs. That said, I am going to be updating more regularly once again (perhaps not daily, but at least every other day or so).

My school, nestled in a little town in Westchester County, New York, is a thirty minute train ride from Grand Central Station in Manhattan. As such, it's almost foolish not to take advantage of the myriad cultural and artistic opportunities presented by such proximity to the most vibrant and dynamic city in the United States. Last Friday, I noticed a Facebook update from my friend's brother, who lives and works in the city. It read as follows: "Anybody want to see the Flying Karamazov Brothers tomorrow (Saturday) afternoon for free? (usually $65). There's some important people in the crowd for the 2pm show tomorrow and we want to have a packed and excited audience. Let me know ASAP." 

(My friend is the one on the far left)

 Um, why yes, I DID want to see my friend perform in the internationally famous juggling/musical/theatrical extravaganza -- fo free. If you don't know who the Flying Karamazov Brothers are, here's a little video to give you a taste of what their show is like.

I rustled up some friends from school, we took the train into the city, and proceeded to the West Village for an afternoon of excellent, exciting entertainment. They were daring! They were hilarious! They juggled a piece of cake! Their mix of incredible juggling skills and synchronization, musicianship, and old-school vaudevillian comedy was a wonder and a delight. For kids of all ages in the New York area, I would highly recommend heading down to the (slightly difficult to find) Minetta Lane Theatre. They're even having a special through Sunday where, if you go 20 minutes before the show, you can get tickets for $20! And if you're not in NYC, look for them on tour in your area. 

After the show, one of my friends and I headed over to a little thrift shop a few blocks away and I tried on a few choice pieces:

Why yes, that is a giant white leather jacket with various currencies embroidered on it. 

Delighted

And these are some extremely flattering skin-tight faux-leather red pants. They were $5. I'm not saying I regret not buying them, exactly. But, come on. You don't encounter $5 skin-tight faux-leather red pants every day...

I didn't get any full shots of what I actually wore that day, but I did get a few details:

Dress: Anthropologie

Sweater: J. Crew

Bag: vintage (you can see it better in the first picture of the post)

Shoes: Nine West

I hope I made up for my long absence with this epic post. And I'll see you all here again soon!

Left on a Jet Plane...

Sorry for my absence the last few days -- I was flying across the country to my Hogwarts-esque, hipster-riffic, artsy-fartsy college!

Here's what I wore on the plane, posing adorably with my parents:

Dress: H&M (from France!)

Leggings: matty m (via Costco)

Wrap Cardigan: Banana Republic

Shoes: Target

Scarf: J. Crew

Necklace: vintage

This was a tricky situation because it was a red-eye* so I knew I'd have to sleep on the (probably freezing cold) plane, but it was also supposed to be in the 90's in New York when I landed, so I had to layer like a BAMF. When I arrived at school, i took off the leggings and cardigan and was ready to reunite with friends, unpack, and sign up for classes in the sweltering and oppressive heat of late August on the East Coast. 

* A red-eye is a plane flight that leaves late at night, letting you arrive at your destination in the morning. It is called a red-eye because people often disembark bleary-eyed and bloodshot because it's hard to sleep on a plane. I thought this was common knowledge, but I had one person at home and one person at school (both of whom fly fairly frequently) ask me "What is a red-eye -- is it a train?" I do not know what about that sounds like a train, but I found it hilarious that two people from entirely different backgrounds both thought that.