Lighter Fare

Sorry I've been both uninspired and depressing these last couple of days. It's completely understandable given the circumstances, but I'm not going to dwell on those things anymore. My heart goes out to Colton Tooley's family and I pray for him and them. I know something awful drove him to do this and while I don't approve or understand, I still have pity for the boy. I hope all my fellow longhorns are healing and recovering well.

That being said, I'm not entirely "over" the incident, but I'm not going to dwell on it here anymore. So let's move on to lighter fare, shall we? Mainly, the unfortunate incident tonight at HEB.

Let me first paint you a picture of me:

Marginally depressed, dealing with ferocious allergies. Hair dirty and in a messy ponytail. No makeup. Intense allergy circles under my eyes. Messy tank under an open cardi and loose trouser jeans. All that to say: NOT CUTE.

I was frowning my way through the aisles when by the deli case I see the most attractive man I've seen in a long time. He was TALL. About 6'3' and was wearing a blue plaid button down shirt, nice fitting jeans, and brown boots. He had short, clean-cut brown hair and blue eyes- a fatal combination to me.

When I saw him, my mouth might have dropped open and my heart skipped a beat. He was gorgeous. I knew right then I wanted to marry him and and have his babies. Maybe he sensed me staring, but he looked up and met my eyes. He smiled at me and the heavens parted and the angels sang. It was beautiful. He nodded at me and I smiled back.

And then I realized I looked homeless, pushed my cart as fast as I could out of his line of sight and immediately texted all of my friends about my sexy deli rendez-vous. I ran into him later and again high-tailed it out of there because I was seriously repulsive. I am only barely passable when I actually try to look good, so when I don't try, I fall into the ranks of the forgotten/ psychologically scarring.

Anyway, that should teach me to "run to the grocery store." Nothing simple is ever simple, is it? Y'all have a good day, and remember to primp if you go to HEB.

I Don't Know What to Write

Honestly.

I can't get myself together today. I'm kind of depressed and just blah. I know it has to do with yesterday but everyone else seems to have already forgotten about it. I just don't forget things like that.

I couldn't wake up this morning and slept until 12 but I'm exhausted. I skipped my classes today, but I think I'll make my way to my lab tonight because it just involves clicking on a computer and not talking to anyone.

I just want to sleep and for this week to be over. I need a break from school, but sadly, those breaks don't exist. Right in the middle of midterms. I really need to get myself together, but I can't.

Change of Plans

I pulled my previous post to update.

I woke up this morning and started the coffee pot. I stretched a little, grabbed some almonds for breakfast and opened my laptop to facebook. There, I saw a status of one of my friends that read "Gunman at 21st and Guadalupe."

I frantically searched the news sites and twitter, and it was true. There was a gunman in the PCL. As of this time, news reports are inconclusive as to if he injured anyone else, but definitively: he has shot and killed himself.

Police are now searching for a second suspect. The University is closed and all classes were cancelled.

I am safe at home, thank God.

I am in shock. I am afraid. I hear sirens and helicopters. My prayers are fervent and desperate for everyone in the UT Shooting. Things like this are difficult, but I'm grateful and thankful that I am safe and that all my friends are safe.

Also, thank God for social networking, because I would've been heading to campus without it.

Beware the Groove!

Gutentag, everyone! I hope your weekend was swell. Mine was amazing! Truly stupendous. So much so that I was beyond exhausted last night and therefore did not pre-write my Monday morning post. For shame, I know. So it's actually Monday morning as I write this. And guess what?

It is 60 degrees outside! The first day of fall in Texas! I'm so happy I could cry. That doesn't make a lot of sense. But I'm still groggy, so y'all must excuse me.

I'm sorry, did you come here looking for an actual post? Well, last Friday was Fashion Friday edition two, so go read that if you're wanting to see clothes that I want to buy. I spent actual time and effort on it. As opposed to this post which is frankly just a hindrance to me, since my real goal at this moment in time is eating my cheese stick.

Tomorrow will be a weekend recap and all will be right with the world. As for now, I'm going to go enjoy my cheese stick (confession, I initially wrote cheesecake and boy, do I wish that to be so.) and the amazing fall weather and maybe dance around my room until class throws off my groove.

Fashion Friday: Maybe They're Trendy, and Maybe I Just Want Them

Hola and welcome to another Fashion Friday! Are you guys so proud of me that I've kept up my blog schedule for a full week? That's totally fine if you're not, because I'm proud enough for all of us. I really enjoy blogging, so I'm glad I'm finally making the commitment. I end up writing so much every day between the blog, my prayer journal, any writing assignments or papers I have plus writing for fun... Why did I ever resist my future as a writer? Silly Kaitlin, stable employment is for business majors!

Once again, I digress. Let's get to the fashion, shall we? This post is all about the trends I'm digging for fall. I've gathered the trends through various online snooping as well as reading some fashion magazines, but, be warned, it's a whole lot of "I want these things, ergo they are trendy." So take everything I say with a fashionable grain of salt.

Trend #1: Lace Detailing

Now, we all know that lace can be a little grandmother-y, but when done tastefully and sparingly, lace makes my heart sing and 21 years of girlishness come squee-ing to the forefront of my personality.

Ironically, this is Not Your Grandma's Sweater. I swear, I didn't plan my jokes to match. Anyway, I'm in love with this simple lace detail and think this sweater would be beautiful with simple jeans and boots or even a cute patterned skirt with chunky knit tights. 

Oh my word, how much do I love this smoke and mirrors dress?? Answer: A lot. You might recall how deeply I feel about gray for fall. Wouldn't this look darling with those blue suede wedges from last week? 

Trend #2: Plaid and Lumberjack

I kind of have a lumberjack fetish. I know. It's weird. I just like comfort of flannel and the masculine strength I associate with these patterns. So sue me.

How comfortable does this Lumber Jill Top look? Bonus points for the clever name. Modcloth never disappoints me there.

This J Term Tunic is a beautiful, slightly more put together plaid option. I would adore this with a cute brown belt and tall riding boots.

And how about This Rad Jacket? It looks so dang comfy! And it would be effortlessly cute on casual days. I want it. Just being honest.

Trend #3: Jewel Tones

I adore Jewel Tones and they are always in for fall, no matter what the fashion mags say. This is definitely an example of what I want to be trendy. I guess we could splenda-coat it and say I'm a trendsetter?

In case you didn't get enough adorable coats last week, I adore this Babylon Coat in this beautiful shade of emerald. Gorgeous.

How about this amazing sapphire-toned sweater? The name says it all: A Cozy Sweater Kinda Day. I would love this with some comfy jeggings and embellished ballet flats. It would be the fashionable way to basically wear pajamas to class, it would be that comfortable.

I am in deep, deep like with this Claudette Hat. The model kind of freaks me out, but I am too much in like with the hat to care.

This "dress" 1) looks suspiciously like a tunic and 2) cashes in on multiple fall trends: Jewel tones and feminine ruffles. Maybe it could be a tunic. On a good day.

Trend #4 and #5: Muted Neutrals and Feminine Ruffles

These three amazing finds just happen to all embody two trends. So deal with it.

As a coffee lover, I've been eying this Macchiato Dress ever since it appeared on Modcloth this week. So cute. It would look darling layered over a long-sleeve t-shirt in a nice jewel tone to make it more fall appropriate.

I adore this Petit Fours Glaces Dress. It would look so cute with the Claudette hat from above and maybe some pretty brown wedges.

This Smoky Eyes Dress has been toying with me for what seems like forever. It's just so beautiful and would look smashing under any pretty, feminine coat you wish to put it under.

That's all for me on this Fashion Friday! If you're craving more, head on over to my inspiration, Big Mama. Y'all have a great weekend. Go forth and be fashionable.

It's One A.M. Do You Know Where Your Cheese Is?

The title of this post has little do with the actual post and more to do with the fact that it's one in the morning while I'm writing this and I'm really hungry. Specifically for cheese. But I will not give in to cheesy temptation, no way.

Something unfortunate happened yesterday (Wednesday. I know it's confusing. Maybe only to me.) I pulled a muscle in my back. The same ding-dang muscle I initially pulled while leaving California and hauling my two 50+ pound suitcases down three flights of stairs. I did this because my dorm didn't have an elevator, not because I'm an idiot. Unless you count choosing a dorm without an elevator as grounds for idiot status. Anyway, after the stair-lugging, I had to lug them uphill about 2 blocks to my ghetto rental car.

Then I spent a night in a ritzy hotel and the bell boys did the lugging. Oh yeah. Sadly, my reprieve was short-lived as the following day I had to do massive amounts of lugging through LAX. With that dang Miley Cyrus song on repeat in my head. Dang her with her catchy music.Dang her. THRICE DANGED!

Anyway, somewhere between stupid dorm and LAX, I pulled a muscle in the middle of my back, on the right side. Kind of where my waist is. That general area. I pulled it again like... a week after that, because I didn't let it heal properly the first time. And now I've pulled it again. THRICE PULLED!

And that's about all I have to say other than that I'll be sleeping on an ice pack tonight. Which will be great, especially since I adore freezing to death. I'll be back tomorrow for Fashion Friday! Ya'll have a good day.

Somewhere, in a Distant Teepee, a Tribe is Doing a Raindance.

Greetings from Hell.

Okay, okay I'm exaggerating. Unless I was on another Caribbean cruise, because I totally went to Hell, Grand Cayman. But I digress.These might be the last words I ever write. Which is pathetic because they're awful and neither beautiful nor inspiring. Kind of they are boring.Which is a real shame.

The reason I'm going to die, you see, is because earlier Tuesday evening, the skies opened up and the heavens rained down and my shoes and jeggings got soaked. I protected my boho satchel and my choir music, but my poor, sweet Forever XXI flats might not make it. Fatality: 1

Since I was by the communications school, I ducked in to use one of the student computers and to wait for about an hour and a half until my screening. This seemed like a good plan until I discovered that it is approximately -7* in the comm school and therefore I no longer have soggy feet, but frozen, icy stumps.

And that's pretty much all I have to say about that. Other than that it's almost 1 a.m. and there are evil banshee women screaming outside. Maybe I really am in hell. Except not, because I'm pretty sure I'd be all on fire and all like afraid of Satan and stuff.

This is officially the worst post ever. Apparently the frigid a/c has frozen my brain as well. I hope you enjoyed my cookie post from yesterday. I'll see you guys upon the morrow. And by "see" I mean "write to and hope at least one of you answers."