un, deux, trois

remixed item: detachable collar from luminia

outfit 1: dress - modcloth // tights - uo // shoes - h&m

outfit 2: dress - h&m // belt - h&m // shoes - modcloth

outfit 3: dress - ross // belt - old navy // shoes - modcloth

I've been so so so so tired lately I just want to stay curled up in bed all day, like a cat. It got me to thinking... you know how factories are only supposed to be able to emit a certain amount of carbon into the atmosphere, but they can buy carbon credits from other polluters? That way there's only a certain amount of pollution, but it doesn't necessarily have to be dispersed evenly. Well, that's how sleep should be. Some people are "I'll sleep when I'm dead people" .. they should be able to buy awake credits from people like me, and I'll do an extra amount of sleeping for them.

I'm sure this is making absolutely no sense (probably because I'm tired, but also because I'm always coming up with really bizarre science fiction ideas.. they're just usually reserved for my family's ears) but I think it would be kind of brilliant. I think sleeping is a great way to spend time, and I sure as heck enjoy it, so it would be pretty darn awesome if I could sleep for a living. Okay.. I should go take a nap now before I really scare you away ;-D

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quiet nights of quiet stars

dress - modcloth

coat - modcloth

shirt - vintage

bag - urban outfitters

shoes - aldo

Do you have a nightly routine? Like dinner-movie-sleep or dinner-book-letterman-sleep? I've been trying to keep one lately, though it's hard when you're your own boss.. you tend to keep working even through dinner :\

My schedule, or at least what I'm aiming for, is dinner - movie/tv - book - sleep. I think it's really nice to unwind each night, and it gives you something to look forward to all day long! I've even been making my bed each morning so that it's more cozy to climb in at night. Okay, it's also because Hypatia likes to sleep on the giant lump of blankets in the middle of my bed, and I don't have the heart to kick her off when it's time for bed... anyway... moving on... I'm just really determined to start a nightly routine that I stick with, and one that just envelops me in coziness and comfort!

how well maintained was my valley

(image via flickr)

It happened again this morning -- I was rudely awakened from my restful slumber by the sound of a lawn mower which sounded so close I could have sworn it was mowing my bedroom carpet. All summer I put up with lawn mowers, patiently awaiting the day that fall rolls around, when the grass doesn't grow enough to warrant cutting it.

But either my neighbors forget that they've hired lawn crews, and just keep paying these guys to mow non-existent grass, or they're so obsessed with keeping up appearances that they need even the slightest, most minute bit of growth -- 1/16th of an inch, tops -- to be eradicated.

I don't have too many pet peeves -- women wearing coats on their shoulders without using the armholes is my strangest, yet most irritable one -- but suburban lawn obsessions rank pretty high on my small list. To me it's a symbol of all that's wrong with suburbia. I wouldn't be surprised if some of my neighbors have spent more time and effort on cutting their lawns than on raising their children. At some point, some humans decided that lawn maintenance was a powerfully important task, and ever since then middle aged suburban men have spent their weekends fertilizing, weeding, de-grubbing, trimming, weed-wacking, watering and measuring (yes, measuring. Home Depot has an exact recommendation for optimal blade-of-grass height.) while lawn crews come in to take care of things during the work week.

I'm originally from Princeton, which is only a few minutes away from my suburban nightmare. There, they let their lawns grow freely -- some are totally covered in ivy and weeds, and it's absolutely beautiful. The overgrowth reflects a sense of peace and tranquility. The people who live in these homes don't have an obsessive compulsive disorder about their grass. They realize that there are hundreds of things more important than a well maintained lawn. And they aren't jarred from their sleep by the sound of lawn mowers because nobody cares to mow.

Give me a Princeton, or a city where no grass needs to be maintained, and I'll be a happy camper for the rest of my life.

the light... it burns!

dress - H&M
sweater - f21
belt - f21

It doesn't happen often, but I thought I looked amazing today when I looked in the mirror.. my hair looked nice, makeup came out great and I was happy with the clothes. Then I took my picture :-\ Anyone else have this problem? You look SO good in the mirror, but then once you take a picture it's like what the HECK happened?! I'm convinced that my face must look best mirrored, since the only self-portraits I like are taken with photo booth, which flips your image, and my reflection in the mirror always looks so much better than I do on camera. Am I just crazy or does anyone else feel the same way??

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I actually went to bed last night at 11pm (though, sadly, I fell asleep before Dirk Bogarde even showed his lovely face in So Long at the Fair... I was THAT tired) and woke up, astoundingly, at 6:30am!! But this whole daylight thing is going to take some getting used to. My eyes are burning, and I don't know if it's from the glaring light beaming in through my windows or the fact that I'm still majorly sleep deprived.

getting dressed in the morning

dress - f21
headband - f21
scowl - homemade

I've been getting about zero hours sleep lately, and when I *do* sleep it's been in the morning or afternoon into early evening. It's insane. I realized that my chronic sleep problems might be due in part to the fact that I work from home and have no set schedule for waking and sleeping and living. So, today when I woke up at 1:45 am (seriously. UGH.) I decided to get dressed, eat breakfast and stay awake all day until about 9 or 10 at night, and then -- get this, when it's actually dark out! -- I'll put pajamas on and go to sleep. I know, crazy, right? Who lives like this?!

Anyway, so I was actually dressed all day which is something unusual for me. And I'm going to do it every day now. woo hoo. I'm hoping that the whole wake-up-at-a-normal-time-get-dressed-then-work routine will help me get to bed at a reasonable time each night and actually fall asleep and stay asleep.

If you've made it this far, yay for you! I have no clue why you're still reading this, since I'm obviously writing it half-consciously. Part of my brain is off dreaming, and that's the part that usually writes these things. It has no clue what this half is doing or saying and probably won't approve of the boring post when it finally wakes up from its daydreams and reads what was posted here...