jumping the gun

It's only March, but I've already switched to summer scents, despite my common sense. But who cares? The weather as of late has been sunny (with bits of rain here and there) and for the most part, in the 70's. Usually I use Bobbi Brown's "Beach" during the summer, but I passed by Bath & Body Works this weekend, which I haven't been to in a few years. I happened to come across a mango scent and was immediately taken back to my college days when I wore a specific discontinued mango scent every single day from spring through summer. It made me so nostalgic, I had to pick it right up again to start wearing immediately. Summer is back (scent-wise, at least)!

sparkle, neeley, SPARKLE!

Besides thinking about how much I love them so much, whenever I see glitter and the like, I always hear the line from "Valley of the Dolls": "Sparkle, Neeley, SPARKLE!"

Highlight of my day: bought a black hoodie at H&M with hot pink detailing. Something new to wear with my hot pink Puma's. Normally I would be annoyed that everything is coming up pink this season, but I love the color so much, I can't be TOO too mad.

Also, I painted my nails similar to the technique in picture below. Instead of black, I used a dark turquoise. I've also observed I've built up a collection of nail polish over the past few months and it reminds me of when I was a young girl. My mother kept a mauve basket filled to the top with different nail polishes and anything you could think of to use for a manicure. Like mother, like daughter I suppose <3 <3 <3



the full how-to at: what i wore.

nostalgia saturday part two: record party for one

Nostalgia Saturday turned out to be an all day event. After seeing "Beauty and the Beast", I met up with my parents at a used book/dvd/records, etc. store and poked around to see if I could find anything interesting. I found a few jazz albums, a vintage Israeli record with a shockingly pink cover, and a one dollar kitschy vintage Hawaiian record with an instruction booklet on how to dance the hula.

Two more resolutions: learn to hula and collect as many record albums with pink covers.



I also collected a stack of old 45 records from my parents' garage that they had been safekeeping for me. I played the entire stack when I got home and it brought back one particular memory: back in elementary school, I had been sick with strep throat. I was depressed and bored from staying home for so long, all I could do was play these records on my little Cabbage Patch Kids record player. Someone please tell me why I have a copy of "Nadia's Theme" aka the theme song to "The Young and the Restless"?

nostalgia saturday part one: stockholm syndrome

You may have missed the millions of commercials out about this, but Disney re-released "Beauty and the Beast" in theatres AND in 3D. Be still my...no. I am not a huge fan of this 3-D fad, especially since I experience 3D all day every day, but since it was "Beauty and the Beast", I was willing to take one for the team. Like any typical young girl, I was enchanted with "Beauty and the Beast" when it first came out more than two decades ago. My cousin took me and my sisters to see it in the theatre, and a week later, I convinced my other cousin to take me to see it again.

The scene that had THE biggestt visual impact on me was probably during the "Be Our Guest" number:



I was mesmerized as the rows of moving dishes replicated into step-and-repeat-extravaganza. Apparently, I was a fan of "things organized neatly" at an early age. This was also the very first time, as I was experiencing this scene, "Oh my God, I better savor this moment because I know I will never feel this way ever again." I realize now that this thought came before I realized that this movie would come to video, television, dvd, blu-ray, and the theatre again. Still, I was curious to see how I would feel about this scene when I saw it as an adult. The result? I loved it. Thoughts? This bit which played for days long in my mind only lasted about two to three seconds. It was a slight "Don't forget to drink your Ovaltine" moment.

But overall, it was a lovely time catching the film with Vina and Ginnie, and a million other kids. I laughed a lot more than I remembered...and I wanted to see if I would cry during the parts of the film that I remember my older cousins crying through, now that I know more about life (/sarcasm). Annnnd...I didn't cry. It was very nice, though.

And to even further the image of being a complete dork,, I was reminded of how I received the piano book for this movie, learned every single song and played and sang to it, doing all the characters with my sister. And when THAT was done, I traced and redrew each picture from that book.

Oh right, stockholm syndrome. Even though I enjoyed the story very much, I always wondered why she fell in love with a beast who had taken her father as prisoner and later took her as one. As I remember, Belle was quite pissed when Gaston had her father locked up and ready to go to an asylum. I suppose Gaston should have bought her affections with the world's biggest personal library...?