Friday, August 29, 2008

Bookworming

Today is a rather gloomy day and it has been raining on and off. My brother, myself, and my dad were home today due to an inservice day and a little later on, my mom came home early, as she usually does on Fridays. We went on a little outing to lunch and Barnes and Noble. As my mom was despertly trying to find a book called The Insider's Guide to the Colleges, 2009 Edition for me, I ventured on over to the Travel Essay section. There were the normal ones with titles like My Trip to Greece and Off to China. But one title jumped out at me. Tales From Nowhere. This is some of what the back said:
We've all been to Nowhere. It might have been in the middle of Borneo or Beijing. It might have been in a Mayan mountain village, along a time-worn trail in Tuscany, on an isolated South Pacific island, or under a desert moon in Mali. Nowhere is a setting, a situation and a state of
mind. It's not on any map, but you know when you're there.

Sounds cool right? So in the book are 30 short essays about peoples' adventure finding or being in Nowhere. I haven't finished the book yet, but it is already so amazing.

Monday, August 25, 2008

I Need Strength


About a month ago, I began to stock up on fall clothing. So far I have bought sweaters, hats, scarves, and long pants with my hard earned work money. Yet, I still feel unprepared for the fall because of one little thing. I don't have this Dolce Vita Leather Bomber Jacket. I found it on the Urban Outfitters website and went ballistic because I had to have it. Being the impulsive online shopper that I am, I put it in my shopping cart. After some more browsing, I thought I had done enough and double checked what I already had in my shopping cart. Everything seemed fine until I looked at the final price of $632. I was shocked and made sure I had only put one of everything in my basket. I had. So why the high price of it all? This Dolce Vita Leather Bomber Jacket was $495. I immediately clicked it out of my basket and continued to buy my other clothes.
But now, I am still wanting this jacket with a passion and have been trying to save my money for it. Every time I go to the mall, I end up buying something else "I had to have." Only $350 to go.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Fashion is Ironic

I don't know why, but today I felt like looking up the history of bohemians. Well actually I do know why. People say I dress it. So, I wanted to find out who they were and what they were really like. According to Wikipedia, they were pretty much like gypsies and lived very artistic lives. Today we think of bohemian fashion as expensive brands that use earthy colors and design flowy clothing. I find it ironic that people these days try so hard to seem like they don't care too much about fashion just to seem like a bohemian (by they, I mean people like me who think the bohemian style is divine) and that real bohemians didn't give a hoot about fashion or what they looked like. They were usually just so darn poor that the clothing they had was too big and did not fit properly. This is what we aim for:


And this is what they really were:

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Up and Coming


If you are as interested in fashion as I am, consider going to one of these fashion shows. GenArt is again hosting their annual fashion shows dedicated to up-and-coming designers. They have hosted designers such as Zac Posen, Milly, and Hollywould. Me, myself am going to the 14th annual Fresh Faces fashion show in New York City. This show is said to have 6 womenswear and 2 menswear designers. However, if you happen to be thinking, "I wish they hosted something else besides fashion shows." They do! GenArt also has annual film festivals, art galleries, and concerts. If you are planning on going or have been to something GenArt hosted, I would love to know.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Make Over

I have been experimenting with tons of different types of headers for The Millennial Life. This is what I have come up with. I think is fully represents what I write about. Don't you? Abstract ideas and feelings. I think it will due for now.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Psychological Issues

This morning started horribly for me. I woke up to the piercing shrieks of my mom yelling, "Aysia, Get up! You have 15 minutes!" You see, I had a doctors appointment this morning at 8:00 am. I don't know what type sadistic person schedules an appointment that early, but someone in my family did. Any who, I dragged out of bed, still somewhat hungover from watching Project Runway and the Olympics so late, to go get my blood drawn. Now that I think about it, I don't even know why I had to get that done. It's not like I am sick or anything. I wasn't nervous in the car, but once I was in the waiting room, I felt horrid. I was so anxious and had the feeling of butterflies in my stomach (not the good kind either). Eventually a Middle Eastern woman with a strong accent called my name and took me back into a white plastic looking room. As she was feeling for my veins she said, "You are such a skinny person, that's why your veins are skinny too." I didn't really know how to respond to this, so I didn't. I was too preoccupied about why I could hear my heart beating in my ears. I didn't even feel the needle go into me, but for some reason I could feel tears running down my face. Once I was done, I walked out of the office as fast as I could so no one would see me. "Why are you crying?" my brother asked. I just shrugged my shoulders because I didn't even know the answer to that. I have come to the conclusion that I have an unexplainable fear of needles.

Friday, August 8, 2008

El Pueblo de Jaco

Jaco is a cute little surf town on the Pacific Coast of Costa Rica. Most of the people here are college-aged and come just for the surfing season. The streets are jam-packed with cars and people on bicycles and you are constantly smelling delicious rice and beans. Dogs roam the streets in packs of four or five and people seem not to even notice them. The muscular, bare-chested, Spanish-speaking teens who hold surfboards with the tops of their buttcracks showing are just as plentiful as the women selling pottery, which is quite a few, might I add. Today, I went to quaint little clothing boutiques, and most of them were very my style. Which I would decribe as... New Yorker hippie goes to Paris and dines with Caeser of the Romans? I bought these really cool shoes at a store called Guacamole. My first day in Jaco, my family and I ate dinner at a Soda, which is a restaurant that doesn't have its liquor liscense. I had beans and rice and beef and some carrot salad- it was delicious. I even ordered the whole thing in Spanish! No matter how full I was, I couldn't stop eating. Yeah, that's not too healty is it? Well, I feel I have already bored you with my non-stop typing. So, here are the pictures.

There were stores like this around every corner. Most of them had the same things-clothing, bowls, and little tourist trinkets.

Since Jaco is a surf town, it is only natural that surfboards were everywhere.

I am still trying to figure out what it says on the sign of this car. "Mientra el ice come rico, el pueblo se muere de hambre. Digamosle no al abuso." Do you know what it means?

This is my favorite store ever, even better than Heritage 1981. It is called Guacamole.

Yum. This was actually my mom's dish. I would have posted what my food looked like, but by the time we got the camera out, I was already digging in.

This was an "escuela primera." An elementary school. With my amazing spanish skills, I explained how my mom wanted to go to a local school for her pictures.

That's Jaco!

I Love the World: Beijing Olympics '08


Since the day I first saw the commercials for the Beijing 2008 Olympics, I was eccstatic. China has been fighting to be accepted as part of the modern-day world for over 100 years. This is their time to shine and be recognized as a country just as modern as the United States and the rest of the world is. As I was watching the television, I saw the hundreds of Chinese athletes with huge smiles on their faces. I felt so happy for them because now they can tell their children about the day China "became" part of the world. I swear, I am going to start saving my money (right after I buy the dressform I want) just so I can a good seat for the next Olympics.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Humans Should Take Advice From the Animal World

Literally 6 seconds ago, I hopped into bed next to my dad as he was watching a show on Animal Planet. The show was about the life cycle of penguins. The segment I happened to see was of a little baby penguin being pried and proded away from its mother by other jealous mothers who , I am guessing, lost their own babies. I felt sorry for the poor baby because after about 5 mintues of its feathers being pulled out of its skin because it was most wanted, it was kicked to the curb and left out in the cold due to its not being able to choose what to do. The narrator even went to say that sometimes the baby penguins were killed in this frenzy. Now this, I think, very well relates to humans. Don't you? In the sense that if you are constantly being pulled in different directions (wether, it is school, politics, or religion) you will be hurt...badly. But, if you don't choose a way, you will have nothing and be worse off than you started.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Viva la Vida

As I said in a previous post, I am on vacation in Costa Rica with my family. Today, we went to Manuel Antonio National Park to see all the tropical animals that live here. I was walking with our 12-person tour group and found myself seperated from my family. I looked to my left and noticed I was walking next to this 50-something year lady. She had very tan, blotchy skin from years of sun damage and wore those official "travelers clothes". You know, with the cargo pants and neutral colored outfits. She turned and smiled at me and before I knew it, she was telling me about her experiences in Tunisia, Patagonia, Australia, and more. I was only half-listening however, I more more focused on how I wanted to be like her one day. To really experience life and not let fears and worries hold you back. To learn about other cultures. I don't even know what this woman's name was, and she probably doesn't know mine, but man was she cool. Little does she know that I will remeber her forever.

Monday, August 4, 2008

How did they do it?

I have been typing the same phrase into Google for the past 30 minutes, "How to get more people to read my blog". If you happen to be one of those successful bloggers out there, please give little bloggers like me advice.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Arriving in Costa Rica


Hello readers. I am with my family on vacation right now in Costa Rica. Gosh, it's lovely here. The people are so friendly and the landscape is marvelous. When my family and I arrived in San Jose, our driver met us and we prepared for a two hour ride throught the windy mountain roads to our resort. So, the first thing I noticed was that the roads do not compare to the roads we have back in the U.S. They are narrow and bumpy, but this didn't bother me a bit. Matter of fact, I liked it because it made me feel a tad bit like my idol, Anthony Bourdain. The first little town we rode through was so cute. The buildings and houses were low and colorful and they all had gates out front. Many people were walking from place to place and a couple of them weren't wearing shoes. Collarless dogs roamed the streets and cows and horses grazed in the little land they had. As it turned out, every little town from here on was exactly the same as the last. But I never got bored. It seemed like we drove around, up, and down every mountain in Costa Rica. The steepness of the moutains and the guardless roads combined with the spuratic driving of our stick-shifted car made for a very nervous me. After what seemed like 24 hours, we arrived at our resort which turned out to be way worth the tough and rough journey here.