Monthly Archives: August 2013

Bucket List

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Hey y’all!

If you haven’t noticed, I haven’t posted in a while, and I apologize for that.  I took a brief hiatus while school, swimming, and rush (gag me) got underway and now I am back with a vengeance, equipped with a new and I think rather exciting idea for the direction I want this blog go in.

If you are just joining me, so far this blog has been pretty much about random things that interest me or that I have done.

This summer, having lived in Houston for a bit and going on a few vacations, I had the luxury and time to experience lots of cool, new, and interesting things.

Now I am back to the grind in the good ole’ Baton Rouge for my senior year (WHAT?!).

Having lived in Baton Rouge my entire life I have become pretty accustomed to hearing phrases like “BR is seaux boring,” or “The only thing here is football.”

Now I’m not going to lie, I have probably said those exact words myself at one point in my life. I’m not going to pretend that Baton Rouge is anything like Chicago or Houston. But having observed my surroundings a little more closely these past few months I have realized that there are actually a lot of things to do down here in South Louisiana, a lot of Baton Rouge staples that I haven’t gotten around to seeing/eating/experiencing in my 21 years. There are also plenty of things I have done here that I would like to do again before I graduate and potentially leave Baton Rouge for a while.

So… I have decided that I am going to get up off the couch and see what’s out there.

 I created a bucket list with my BFF, roommate,  and fellow senior Kyra Jones.  We want to use this list to ensure that we get the most out of our last year in the Red Stick, to challenge us to try new things, to provide us with a small relief from our often monotonous schedules as collegiate student athletes, to make us stop eating at the same college town restaurants for every meal, stop going to the same seedy bars every single night out,  and to encourage us to truly take in the culture that BRLA and the surrounding areas are overflowing with.

The list isn’t too long. It isn’t too short. We think it is actually achievable in 8 months time.

Each time we check something off the bucket list ( and we have made some progress already) I will post about it on this here blog! If I find something else that I thought was bucket list worthy I will post it here as well.

If I start slacking, all of you 25 followers better hold me accountable!

Click the link below to read the list. We are pretty happy with it. I’ll let y’all know how it goes and if you have any suggestions, recommendations, possible amendments, or would like to join us on any of our escapades please comment below 🙂

Bucket List

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You and I, DIY: Part Dos

Today we made progress. Tedious progress, but progress none the less.
I am not the most patient individual, which apparently is necessary for projects of these sorts; but I’m dealing with it.

In 3 days time we will have a bright blue chalkboard on our wall and it will all be worth it.

More to come tomorrow.

Peace and blessings.

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Weekend Update: You and I, DIY

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Have you ever walked into a really nicely designed home and immediately felt the sting of regret for having  only a moderately cute home of your own?

It is a major first world problem. One that I experienced this weekend.

Though this was not the fist time I felt this way, the adorable home I went to this Saturday was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

With room mates moving in and out me and my counterpart-Cabana-ite have decided to become avid DIY-ers.

Ok so we haven’t actually completed the first letter of the acronym just yet, given that we have not done anything other than peruse the internet, but we have some MAJOR plans that we think will transform Cabana into the cute little cottage that it has always dreamed of being.

There really are some astonishingly cool things on the internet that one can learn to do themselves. I have to say I’m very impressed with this micro-movement.

But anyway, bellow are some photos for things are going to try!

First up on the list is creating a chalkboard wall in our kitchen, which we are both extremely excited about to say the least! We also want to convert our simple fold out chairs into artsy-fartsy fold out chairs. Judging from our success in those areas we will hopefully be able to beautify our home in many more ways, all the while listening to the Icona Pop verse “You and I, DIY” on repeat. Wish us luck!

TOMORROW WE PAINT.

LINKS

CHALKBOARD WALL

Ideas for College Dorm

Cool Wood Circles

Buzzfeed’s Take on DIY

For book lovers

30 Weekend Projects

Cabinet Makeover

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The Throwbackiest Thursday

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Has anyone else noticed how Instagram was infiltrated with high quality TBT’s today?

From fans’ football photos, to snaps from sororities’ bid day soirées, it seemed like everyone in the Baton Rouge area had a great moment captured on phone that they just had to share. There were far fewer “look I was cute baby” throwbacks, and quite the abundance of tb’s harkening back to memories from last fall.

Not that I have anything against babies or their photos, my opinion of them is actually quite the opposite, but when it comes to TBTs I do have a preference.

If I were to rank the most commendable throwbacks it would go in this order:

1. A Candid/hilarious/genuine picture of you, your friends, your family, etc. that brings back a memory to all of those involved esp. if this memory is something bizarre or one likely to have been forgotten since it was forged

2. An awkward middle school and/or preteen photo

3. Baby pics, duh -Even better if they are fat. Best if they have tiny legs.

So I guess what I’m saying here is that a lot of what I saw on Instagram fell into rank 1. From this information I have derived a theory:

Everyone is ready for summer to be over. Gasp!

While I know we all love summer, the sun, and less responsibility, and during the month of May it seems to be all anyone can think or tweet about, to me it seems that in Baton Rouge people are getting ready for our routine again. For football season to start, for the humidity level to get down at least to 80%, to live in the freedom of our cheap college-kid homes, to be up the butt with our friends again, for rush to be a distant memory hidden deep within the darkest places of our minds, and to have something to focus on other than the tv in front of us.

I know I feel this way. Tonight I “moved back in” to my college house. I use quotes because I only brought enough clothes for one day. But it feels good to be back with these not so perfectly clean floors under my feet and to be getting back to my normal way of life, as I look toward my senior year.

(Just kidding. The fact that I cannot get the floors at my house as clean as they are at my parents will haunt me until I have the means to get a maid. I hate dirty feet.)

( I am also horrified about starting my senior year)

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Tuesday Shoesday- Best Boots

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So, yes, yesterday I did say that today I would write a review of Lollapalooza.

But, given that I am nearly 3 days too late on that by music blog, magazine, and article standards, in addition to the fact that I have been studying and/or complaining about studying for the GRE all afternoon; I have decided to go ahead and abandon that idea and write a simple Shoesday post.

Pictured are my go-to, all-but-not-meant- to-be-all-purpose boots (shown here in black). These blue BDG babes have served me through all sorts of physical and emotional emotional weather in the past six months that they have been in my possession.

Through the horribly gloomy winter that stuck in Baton Rouge for what felt like an eternity, these blue booties were my staple piece, brightening my day like the sun could not as I saw my adorable penguin socks poking out from under the lip. The time my pants split down the seam at work to reveal my entire badonkadonk, my blue mambas propelled me faster than I’ve ever walked with a sweater around my knees as I scrambled home to preserve any last shred of dignity I retained. Through the torrential down pour that was the Dave Matthews Band show this spring at The New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival these bad boys withstood the buckets upon buckets upon buckets of wind-ridden rain poured upon our heads, freeing me from my ultimate fear: SOGGY SOCKS. Last, but certainly not least, my dear dear boots carried me from show to show, through the grass, slosh and dust of Grant Park this past weekend, saving my toes from grime and callousing my feet in such a way that a part of me still feels as if I am at Lolla with each subtly throbbing step I take.

Thank you so much, my beloved blue boots. Here’s to out future meteorological, musical, and hopefully less au natural adventures!

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Weekend Update: Lolla-Style

While The Man Repeller congregated to see Queen Bey this weekend in New York.

A much less public, but much more repellant blogger ( me) was lucky enough to be in an even better American city (IMHO) at the three most glorious days in the music world ( again IMHO)– Lollapalooza

Not that I wouldn’t sell my soul to see Beyonce, but this weekend was just absolutely spectacular.

Taking in the sweet sounds of Ellie Goulding, Emeli Sande, Alt-J, Phoenix, The Killers, Heartless Bastards, Tegan and Sara, Lana Del Rey, and Mumford and Sons all within a 72 hour time span was not only completely exhausting, but more importantly the most surreal experience of my life.

I think the words that were most frequently uttered from my lips were

“This is not real,” or the less eloquently put, “OH MYYYY GOSSSSHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

One might also consider the incoherent blubbering of emotion as I cried without tears through roughly 15% of the time at the festival into this hypothesis, but I’m going to go ahead and limit my scope at OMG.

A musical analysis of the weekend will be coming tomorrow after I recollect my thoughts and attempt to start acting like a functioning human being that is capable of existing outside the gates of Grant Park.

A “fun analysis” will never be written because, well, you just had to be there.

What I will be providing now are some pictures to provide a teensy idea of what Lolla is all about.

Or if you are the only person who reads my blog (Kyra) the photos are here so that we can laugh simultaneously from our beds in different cities.

*And a super special shout-out to the Jones family. Y’all make my heart sing.

BEOW BEOW BEOW BEOW BEEEOOOWWWWW*

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We’re baaaaack

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WOOOOOOOOHHHH!!!!

I arrived in Chicago approximately one hour ago and upon my first step into the brisk “summer” air, rid of ridiculous humidity and an insane number of mosquitos, I knew for sure that this was going to be a fantastic weekend.

Currently I am here alone, waiting for my hipster family counterparts to land and make their way into the city. And though I didn’t know what to do at first, it has been kind of invigorating walking around this bustling perfect city talking to only the weirdo that lives in my mind… And my mom on the phone of course.

First stop… was the hotel.

Next I went straight to see my favorite building in the city, the Tribune Tower!!!

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Though I don’t know exactly what route I want my future career in journalism to take- print, broadcast, blogging??- this behemoth gothic building with those giant medieval letters plastered on its side always inspires me.

To do what? I couldn’t tell you for sure, but just looking at that pillar of history, of news, where so many stories have been told, excites me; and it makes me want to be involved in it in some way.

I liken it to my watching the Olympics. Every time I see Michael Phelps, Missy Franklin, or the likes stand up there on that podium it makes me proud to be a swimmer, and it seems like during and after the Olympics I come to the pool wanting to train my butt off. I know that I will never go to the Olympics, and maybe I will never work for the Chicago Tribune, but seeing something great, or even just a symbol of something great (like the Olympic Rings) gives me that jittery feeling inside, making me want to be apart of that great thing in any way I can.

Fittingly, a little later today I’m going to visit Northwestern’s Medill School of Journalism, and if you can’t tell, I’M PUMPED. Fingers crossed that I don’t awkward things up.

Later on the list of to-dos today:

Drop off my plate and cup at Intelligentsia Coffee and Tea, where I have been writing this post like the urbanite that I aspire to be… Wonder what these other peeps are writing.

And then…

EAT SO MUCH FOOD AT THE PURPLE PIG.

Tomorrow: Lolla.

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