tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47198276752213216832024-03-08T13:32:38.447-08:00Becoming Skinny at SCAD: Adventures through Food, Friends and FashionJosie's adventures on getting the "Skinny" on life at SCAD and the world of Fashion, making friends and the crazy shit that happens in collegeJosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-14696838674138034502011-08-30T18:40:00.000-07:002011-08-30T18:40:52.142-07:00I've Lost My Pants!!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Not really. I just lost a pant <i>size. </i>When I began working at my job I used to be a 7/8 petite. I am now a 5/6 petite. Furthermore, I now have to wear a belt with all my old pants and instead of usually putting the hook in the third hole, i now must move it to the 4th. I have lost a total of 5 pounds and I dont know how many inches. I'll figure that out and post it later. It's been, what, a month since I started seeing my trainer? Yes, I do think so! I admit that although I am very pleased with myself i dont feel like I've lost anything. My scale says so. My mother says I look like I have (but she's my mom. she would probably say that no matter what) and my pants say so... but I don't believe them yet.<br />
As for my man, good news! We know when he ships out (February) and that the probability of him being sent to Afghanistan is very very low.<br />
As for SCAD, I leave in exactly 8 days although I dont really think that has really registered in my brain yet.It's kinda hard to leave the people I love. My family and I probably won't be that hard, but because I don't love them but because I know their love is unconditional and I'm ready to grow up. My dogs will be hard to leave just because... they might not miss me :( and they're the ones I cuddle with all the time. my boyfriend on the other hand... I still don't want to think about it. That being said, I can't wait to leave and get out of my house and see a whole new city and make new friends and finally learn about shit I give a damn about.<br />
We've decided not to get the lockets just yet because we don't have enough money for the one's we want and he won't be leaving for months. But we have the one's we want bookmarked. If you want to know what ones we're looking at you can click this link <a href="http://www.picturesongold.com/catalog/index.php?cid=441&p=&showall=&orderField=idd&metal=&shape=7&size=">http://www.picturesongold.com/catalog/index.php?cid=441&p=&showall=&orderField=idd&metal=&shape=7&size=</a> we will probably only each get on engraving for now and then send them back for more as time goes on.<br />
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</div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-53960602841696628462011-08-24T16:56:00.000-07:002011-08-24T16:56:14.978-07:00Super Update!!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Hey so I've been busy! Thats why I've barely posted. But i'm going to very quickly post and update on just about everything that has happened lately<br />
I've lost two pounds! Yay!!! And They have Zumba at SCAD 3 times a week!!! but i think i can only make 2 of them b/c of my class schedule. oh well, two is better than one! and im working out a fitness and nutrition schedule as we speak and have another meeting with my trainer this friday.<br />
I got my class schedule! im crazy excited. only really have 4 classes to worry about band they're all only about 2.5 hours long and a couple times a week. They are: Fashion, drawing, communications and first year experience (which is one hour long and only once a week).<br />
I got a new and cooler roommate! yay! And I've gotten just about everything I needed for my dorm except stuff for the bathroom and stuff I'll get when I get there. I'm feeling significantly better about having a roommate and am no longer freaking out. so far, i think she's pretty cool and have a lot in common.<br />
I finally found my perfect perfume! I found it completely on accident and after i gave up. I was looking for new cowgirl boots (which I have yet to find) so i went into Shepler's and happened across this perfume on our way out and just decided to spray some on since i wasn't wearing any. in the car i realized that i really like it! then i went to work... and i smelled it all day even after my shift was over! It's called Vaquera and it had a great price (only $28!!!) and has bitter orange, vanilla, cinnamon, precious woods and some other stuff and it just came in the mail today!<br />
bought a bike for travel! its perfect. got this great vintage look.<br />
I'm doing great at work but unfortunately had to give my two weeks notice a few days ago b/c im leaving for Savannah in two weeks. really freaked me out actually. had no idea i was leaving so soon.<br />
most of my friends have already left for college so im kinda on my lonesome besides my boyfriend<br />
yeah, thats it for now. kinda excited to leace but also getting a little nervous</div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-51853779082730019622011-08-23T23:28:00.000-07:002011-08-24T10:38:11.838-07:00Leaving Town<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Let me give you a little back story:<br />
I live in a wealthy suburban town in the hell hole of Texas (which, as of late, is actually resembling Hell) and all my life I have been dreaming about leaving "the bubble" and striking out on my own for crazy adventures in a place with lots of culture and people who give a fuck. I wanted to make mistakes and be brave enough to talk to people I had never met before. I had dreamed about riding my bike to class or a farmer's market taking home vegetables and fruit and pursuing my passion and laying on the beach. My parents always told people that when I grew up I was going to go to the very expensive college of far far away.... and that's just what I did.<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/C7SMEfyAWfo?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe>I had always intended on ditching this town and getting the hell out of here as soon as I could. Ha! I had even broken up with guys who said they wanted to stay here and that they wanted me to stay here too. Hell no! I was not going to stay in this snobby town and the lackluster state of Texas for some guy who seemed to have about as much passion and drive as a pebble. I had shit to do! And that's why it surprised me that, after giving my two weeks notice at work, I was crying in the car. Two weeks! Two weeks to have everything ready. Two weeks to say good bye to my dogs and my family. Two weeks until I have to say goodbye to him. And that's where my gut really churns and I start sobbing. I don't know why I cried (and have been crying) as it wont be long before winter break starts, but i couldn't (and haven't) help myself. I can't say goodbye. I've said goodbye to so many friends and really only have one left to say goodbye to. I've known her since I was in the first grade... and I'll probably cry then too. But I never cried for any of them. Some, I must admit, I was even happy to see go. But not him. No, I cant help but cry when I think of it. People always say that long distance relationships never work and that when couples go to college they almost always break up . And as stupid as it may seem, I don't think that will happen. Perhaps I'm in denial or in my little fairy tale land again but when I really sit and think about it all i can say is:I'm in it for the long haul damn it! And if it blows up in my face then at least I tried my hardest and I'm not the one who fucked up the most amazing thing I have ever had besides my own passion. And at least I'm not giving up a dream for a man. And I know he would never ask me to and that makes me love him more.I guess all I can do at this point and pray and cherish every moment and kiss we have. I've bought a military inspired locket for me and tomorrow we are ordering and engraved dog tag locket for him. If they don't let him wear it in the marines then he can just put it in a drawer or something. It's crazy. I never pictured myself doing something like this. I would have never figured that the man I loved would ever be far away from me or joining the military or that there would even be a man that I could say that I loved at the ripe age of 18 or that I would have chosen to stay with him through college or even intend to spend years with none the less. I have always been one of those independent girls who didn't need a guy for jack shit. And, while I'm still independently going forward and striving for my dream, I have someone else who is doing the same and still loves me. And we will have pictures to prove it. Well, I guess I'm just fucked you guys. Although some may think this is a mistake or it's stupid and even crazy to think that a love can make it through college, boot camp, service, war, Afghanistan and distance, I say fuck them.<br />
Yes, fashion has always been my great personal dream... but I have also dreamed of having the greatest love story of all time. And I think that may be what I'm getting.<br />
Mi vida: Semper Fi Amo!<br />
Always Faithful to Love<br />
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</div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-14700892356070676142011-08-07T17:45:00.000-07:002011-08-07T17:45:05.851-07:00Navy SEALs: News I wish I had not heard<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">News of 22 Navy SEALs being gunned down in Afghanistan is not exactly the kind you want to hear when your boyfriend is about to join the military. In fact, it really just makes me want to smash my parents new TV.<br />
I was actually at Which Wich getting my daily sandwich when I saw it in the New York Times. Thankfully my sandwich was done before I got the chance to read past the title. However, upon arriving at home I was bombarded by the 60 inch TV (which is bombardment enough) and the same news story and this time I could not escape. My heart dropped further when I heard that many of those who died were from the famous SEAL team six that was responsible for taking down Osama Bin Laden. That is probably the hardest part for me. the SEAL team six is supposed to be the best of the best, the strongest the best trained, etc. In truth, I never really paid much attention to the news or stories about the military until this year. I never felt personally affected by it. But now that my love is joining the marines it seems to be almost all that I think about and the stories seem to be everywhere and I cant stop crying when I see the videos on youtube about the soldiers who come home and see their dogs and I refuse to see the movie South Pacific ever again despite its very good show tunes.<br />
So back to my point, this awful, tragic, down right shitty event is kind of making an already hard situation harder. My main concern had always been that I was going to miss him like crazy. But that has a fairly easy fix (join clubs, keep busy, make friends, visit whenever I can write and blog until carpel tunnel kicks in). However, due to recent events, my main concern has obviously shifted. And yes, I know that he will most likely have a desk job due to his many previous injuries, but I also know that when push comes to shove, if they need him to do combat, he's going to do it and it won't matter how much metal he has in him or how many broken bones he has had. Thankfully, I do have a great deal of faith in how our marines are trained... but still, I can't help but be afraid that I might get the news that I will never see his face again. I also worry that the Marines will change him so much that once he gets out he won't even be the same wonderful man that I know now. So I admit it, ok? I'm freaked out! I really want to be able to be that person that is calm no matter what and always has faith that everything will be ok. But just like anyone else, I have worries and doubts and fears. What puzzles me (and scares me) the most is that is totally and completely calm about it. I'm not sure if he's doing it for my sake or if he just really has a lot of faith (in the training or himself or maybe even God) but what I do know is that when he wants something, he goes after it. And I love him too much to stop him. So I guess I just have to toughen up and perhaps stop watching the news and avoid newspapers like the plague.<br />
So yeah, thats all I can think of right now. God bless the SEALs, our troops, the entire military, and if you're out there and if you're listening (I know I haven't been to church in forever) give not only me but anyone who is in this position or a position similar the strength and the love to get throught this.<br />
That's all I've got for today. I'm not going to edit this. I have to go fix my makeup and find more tissues. Enjoy this video. I couldnt finish watching.<br />
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</div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-57867021144543483422011-08-03T11:17:00.000-07:002011-08-03T11:17:32.432-07:00Haunted College<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/hby4KVSEvwg?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is the city where my college is and apparently the dorms are haunted too. Wow, they really meant it when they said SCAD was like Hogwarts</div><br />
</div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-91802740331455219532011-08-01T09:40:00.000-07:002011-08-01T09:43:39.167-07:00Roommate day: so far, its torture<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So today is the day we find out who our roommates are.... and they hve yet to send out the e-mails. So I'm sitting here thinking of all the awful possibilities I could end up with and this is what I've got so far:<br />
<ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Doesn't have a facebook- yes i know this sounds silly but I'm ready to start talking about room plans, like, NOW. And I really don't want to have to search all over facebook just to find out that she doesn't have one and furthermore, that i have no way to contact her and discuss these plans. </li>
<li>That she will hate me- This is not hard to do. I'm not the nicest person in the world, especially if I feel my personal space is invaded and a dorm room, well, has no personal space. Plus, when I get really excited about something I kind of start to make all these plans and have all these ideas and I'm kind of worried I might bombard her with all of these plans or (accidentally) make her feel like her opinion doesn't matter. I would HATE for this to happen!</li>
<li>That I will hate HER- I'm a pretty particular person and I'm really used to having my own space, my sleep un-interrupted, and only my own mess to clean. Oh, and my own closet. I'm REALLY used to that (I actually have two closets: one fairly small closet for all the current clothes of the season and one very large walk in closet above the previous closet, there is a ladder leading from one to the other, for the clothes of last season, special occasions, costumes, and repairs). And some of these changes are going to be difficult for me to swallow... particularly the sharing of the closet part. And the sleeping part, yeah, I pity anyone who tries to wake me up too soon. I'm sort of scary.... OK, I'm a friggin' monster! But i'm also willing to compromise and discuss and work out any issues we may have. </li>
<li>That some of my things will just randomly... go missing- I typically would never suspect anyone of stealing. Its just not something I usually think about.... until I read all these awful roommate horror stories! Now, I still highly doubt anyone from this amazing art school would do anything like that. But still, a lot of the things I own have a lot of emotional attachment, like my grandfather's sweater, my grandmother's rings, the dress I got in Thailand, and theft is just such an awful thing not just for someone to do, but to accuse someone of doing. And I NEVER want to have to deal with that. </li>
<li>That my roommate and I will have no connection- I completely understand if we aren't best friends or anything or even if we just don't hang out. That's totally cool with me and I won't take it personally, but I would like to enjoy coming back to the dorm and see this person there. Hell, I would love to be good friend's with my roommate just like I was with mine at WashU Portfolio Plus. But at the very least, I don't want to feel like I'm coming home to some stranger I just happen to share a room with. </li>
<li>That my roommate will like me too much- Sounds silly right? Well, if you think about it, its really not. do I want to be friends with my roommate? Yes. Would I like to be close friends with my roommate? Hell, yeah! Do I want my roommate to follow me around all the time and make me feel bad because I didn't include her in one stupid thing that she wasn't even interested in? Hell to the no!</li>
<li>That she won't tell me when there is a problem- I really want to get along with my roommate. And a lot of that involves communication. Future roommate: if there is any sort of problem, even if its small and stupid, please tell me. I sincerely want you to like me and I am willing to reasonably compromise to make that happen. And I can't fix a problem if I don't know that there is one</li>
<li>That I will get one of the haunted dorms- I know, this also sounds silly but seriously, look at this site! It has all the SCAD dorms and the hauntings. Apparently SCAD and the RA's take it really seriously too. <a href="http://haunted_scad.tripod.com/">http://haunted_scad.tripod.com/</a> </li>
<li>That I will get stuck with the prude who cant even change clothes in front of me-I mean, geez, We're both adults here and the girl who hides in the closet or bathroom to change just makes things even more awkward. Or that she will hate me because I dont go to church. I'm from Texas, a very deep red state, so I'm kind of an anomalous and I've actually lost friends because I dont go to church, or i don't go to THEIR church, or because of my political beliefs. To me, that stuff is deeply personal and should never be a reason to stop being friends with someone, or worse, treat them like crap. I'm pretty accepting of all walks of life, religious, non religious, saints, sinners. And I would hope that my roommate would be too. </li>
<li>That she will encourage me to eat shitty food. - I really dont need that right now</li>
<li>That I will have to wait forever to find out who my roommate is!!!!! COME ON SCAD!!!! </li>
</ul></div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-38632640029266238452011-07-29T12:41:00.000-07:002011-07-29T12:49:06.694-07:00Finding a Nutritional Dominatrix<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So after looking around my town for possible diet options (nutritionists, diet programs, stuff like that) I realized that just about every other place had some sort of gimmick that I had no interest in, like drugs and massive amounts of expensive supplements. When my mother realized "Oh hey! You have a 24 hour membership! I'm going to call them and see what they say." She made an Appointment with this muscly guy who pretty much just asked me what my goals were and things along that line and he directed me to one of his trainers/nutrionists. I had an appointment set up as soon as possible, attended said appointment and was pleasantly surprised. The nutrition plan she had made was very doable... even enjoyable. I got introduced into muscle milk as a night time snack/chocolate fix.... and my GOD was it good!!! I was actually very sad when it was gone. She incorporated things that i liked and ate often like my turkey and cheese sandwich from which which (which I always cut and half and save the rest for later) and my love for berries and broccoli. I now eat 6 times a day at specific times (way more often than I'm used to eating) 3 hours apart and have an APEX account and she has promised that I will not be able to get away with anything, so I will now be micromanaged by a nutritional fitness dominatix. And that is exactly what I needed.<br />
I now also have to go to the gym EVERY SINGLE DAY and if i miss a day, I have to double up. And I am now upping my work out schedule so that on days that I bellydance I am also going for a run or gettting at least 30 min of hard cardio. I am also logging EVERYTHING. even a bite of celery and at what time. Hoping to get the body bugg, a little device that tracks the amount of calories you have burned, but its pretty expensive. I may just have to dip into my graduation money but god knows I'm incredibly stingy with money once it goes into saving. In fact, I've never taken money out of my savings before.<br />
I have also just discovered that the power crunch bars I get to have for my afternoon snack can be ordered online with FREE shipping! That makes life for the poor college student with out a car significantly easier.<br />
for now i am having my morning snack because, according to my summer sleep schedule, 2:30pm. is still morning to my body. its quite delicious actually. Plain nonfat greek yogurt with stevia, 2 mango slices and a pinch of almonds. Surprisingly filling. I have not yet gotten the power crunch bars or the Apex whey drink mix (they didnt have it at costco). but that is on my schedule today. Now if only I could actually get myself to start that dang apex account!</div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-31549431613203854992011-07-27T01:20:00.000-07:002011-07-31T20:56:35.266-07:00The Semper Fi GF<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I have recently been informed that my boyfriend is pursuing the marines. My initial reaction, of course, was bad. I really did not want him to do it but I told him that I wasn't going stop him because he would never stop me from pursuing what I wanted to do with my life. None the less, I was (not) secretly delighted when he told me that the marines would not take him because of the many broken bones he acquired from BMX sports. Thank GOD for a boy's recklessness!!! He woke me up the next morning (with a phone call) to tell me that the marines will take him after all (shit!) as long as he does well enough on the test and he will only be able to take a desk job (oh thank god!). And I decided: I can handle that. So He has been studying his butt off. My only concern now is the distance apart and the time we will spend away, which would have been inevitable since I'm already leaving for Georgia in a little over a month. and who knows? Maybe he will even be stationed closer to me. But still, I cant help but be a little ill at ease with that situation.<br />
But eventually I put those thoughts of worry aside and actually thought about what I thought was going to happen or change and I realized: not much. Just because he's in anther city does not make me less crazy about him. We wouldn't have been in the same city anyways. At least this way we can <b>both </b>spend the next four years preparing to do what we want to do with our lives and become who we always wanted to be. Could things fall apart? Yes. But I honestly don't feel that it will. At least not any time soon. I was reminded of something that I had heard in the Sex in the City 2 movie (I'm still obsessed with this show. I'm sure I've seen them all multiple times). Carrie's butler, when asked about his relationship with his distant wife, said <span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #3b3e49; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><em style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">“When we see each other time doesn’t matter. Each time we see each other, it’s wonderful”</em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> And isn't that what really matters? Its not the amount of time you spend together but the quality of time and the quality of the person you are spending time with. I gotta say, I see him every few days and each day is wonderful no matter what we are doing. Hell, I dont even need an hour with him to cheer me up for a week.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> On the car ride to the mall with my mom says "its a shame you two can't be together. I like him more and more everyday" "yeah he kinda grows on you like that. And what do you mean?" "Well, you're not going t be in the same cities anymore and probably not even in the same state" "so?" </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">I'm sure many of you reading this must think I'm in some crazy fairy tale land and maybe I am. But I assure you, I'm looking at this as realistically as possible. First of all: I have amazing flight benefits so as long as he remains in the U.S. (as he probably will) I can visit him for nearly nothing. Second of all: he gets great benefits! And makes a good bit of money too. Third: once he is out of the service getting a good job will be as easy as pie. Fourth: the dress blues are sexy. And it is very respectable and I would be insanely proud of him. Fifth: Um, I'm going to be in college. I'm going to be working my ass off in the name of art and Fashion. And when I'm not working my ass off there, I will be working my ass off... at the gym. Or, of course, I will be making friends and having a good time. And I've always wanted to write a letter to a man in the military. I guess I could start with my own man. Does anyone know what the program is? The one that gives you a soldier to write letter to? If anyone ever finds out let me know. "<br />
So in other words, I'm no longer worried. If it works out, great. If not, well, I'm still awful proud to know him.</span></span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ok, so I'm aware that this is completely random but I have a fascination with peacocks. The dance gets kinda boring after a minute but still, what a beautiful bird!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-45994989154591503262011-07-24T14:21:00.000-07:002011-07-24T14:23:35.437-07:00Back to Black<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Amy Winehouse was found dead yesterday morning in her apartment.<br />
My reaction: GOD DAMN IT!!!<br />
In all honesty, I kinda saw it coming as I'm sure we all did. But somehow her death still stroke quite a chord on my heart strings. Surprisingly, it was actually my mom (I'm sure you are tired of hearing about her) who introduced me to Winehouse's music on a road trip to Detroit. By the end of the first day (its a two day trip from my hometown in Texas to my mother's hometown in Michigan) we were singing every song on her Back to Black album. My two favorite songs were always "Black to Black" and "Tears dry on their own" and I considered them to be my best break up songs. They got me through a lot shitty relationships and reminded that I was a bad ass and did not need "stupid men" and that even so, it was ok to still cry and feel passionately (obviously i never really paid much attention to the drug references). She was also the only singer I could confidently sing to and sort of emulate in the car or shower and some of the only songs that I would sing if I were ever forced to sing karaoke. I had always lumped her with greats such as Aretha Franklin, and Whitney Houston and yet she had this rare, wonderful nitty gritty feeling that was bad ass, ugly and sexy. I fear that we will never hear another singer like her in this shamefully pathetic music industry where people settle for only things with "a great dance beat" or the shit that gets stuck in you head like Rebecca Black's "Friday" or just the shit thats just shitty and shallow and emotionless. And what really drives me crazy is that the populace eats it up like its honey and forget about the people who actually HAVE talent! But I will stop there as to not go off on some crazy rant.<br />
Back to my point: I miss Amy Winehouse. I miss her music. I miss her smokey, sexy feel and her bad ass confidence. I miss the way she dressed with its loose, dirty sex appeal. And above all, I miss her talent. Unfortunately, I have a very busy day ahead of me so I will not be able to make this post as long as I would have liked so I will leave you with one of my favorites of hers and a link to a fantastic photo shoot that pays homage to her tough sultry style.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.stylecaster.com/fashion/14294/remembering-amy-winehouse-muse-musical-legend#136128">http://www.stylecaster.com/fashion/14294/remembering-amy-winehouse-muse-musical-legend#136128</a></div><div>Rest in Peace Amy. And worry not, for our tears will also dry on our own. </div></div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-17138620631865147622011-07-14T05:55:00.000-07:002011-07-14T06:16:18.934-07:00The Serene Tsunami and My Love: A DreamSo I know this has nothing to do with my blog... at all. But it was just so odd I had to share it. I apologize for not editing, it is very early in the morning. Here is my dream:<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal">I am in some sort of youth hostel in a coastal European city. With me are my boyfriend, Tarryn (one of my longest friends) and some of her friends as well as a few of my acquaintances and some random people I didn't know. We were having quite a lovely time. We had smushed all of our twin beds together so that we could be close to each other. The sheets were white and we were near a large window probably on the 4<sup>th</sup> or 5<sup>th</sup> floor. Maybe even the third but my point is we are just above some of the nearby houses which are all made out of stone and look like they have been there for forever and there are definitely a few floor above us. Someone looks out at the coast from the window at the other side of the room and says that there was a tsunami coming and we had to prepare quick! There was a moment where everyone seemed like they weren’t sure what we should do but then it seemed like people just suddenly knew what we needed to do. We had brought these sort of scuba diving masks looking things but they didn’t need to be attached to a tank. They just took the oxygen from the water. Other people who weren’t as prepared or fortunate just covered their mouths with cups and reused their own air. We layed down on the beds (no where else to go except for maybe the bathroom or hallway) and coverd ourselves with a big white sheet I look over to my right and there’s my boyfriend. He holds my hand firmly as the wave came and enveloped us almost like we were just at the beach laying in the sand and the water just rushing up our bodies. I didn’t feel fear although I was a little anxious but I felt like everything was going to be fine. Tarryn seemed just as placid. The water filled the room and I just focused on breathing and my boyfriend's hand in mine. The water was a dark inky blue grey and it filled the room but I felt that I could see clearly. There was a little bit of a feeling of vertigo but it wasn’t unpleasant. My boyfriend's hand stayed in mine. And as quick as it came the water went back to the ocean leaving our room. I had my eyes closed but I remember feeling like I was slowly, carefully falling almost like we were gently being put back to bed. I open my eyes after the water is gone and sit up and look at my boyfriend. He just has that sweet yet cocky grin he always has as he smiles at me and holds my forearm. I look out the window and see how green everything is. There are tree limbs and debris all over the place and some places still look marshy and wet but the overall feeling is very green and full of trees. I look up to find that the floors above us are gone and instead there is a tree top covering the majority of the “roof” I notice how on one side the leaves are going from green to yellow to red. And I think its pretty. I look out the window again and say something about the older watermarks on the stone houses and another girl starts talking about a time she once traveled to a castle and looked down at the watermarks and the news people caught her and put it on tv. And then everyone just swaps travel and history stories and I wake up. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/qikRcAiCtKM?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />
Its so weird. I would certainly be interesting to hear someone's dream interpretation of that, not that i necessarily believe in such things. Now that I look back on it, it kind of reminds me of the song "At the Bottom of Everything" by Bright eyes (if you haven't heard it before you should really look it up... or i might post it. I love this song). Anyways, thats what I have to say on this lovely, obnoxiously early morning. Let me know of you at least found this interesting or if you happen to have a theory on the ryme or reason for this dream. Crazy and possibly "stupid answers are always welcome.<br />
Oh! and good morning! Hope you are enjoying your coffee because I sure need some.<br />
and yes there is supposed to be talking at the begining. its kind if important but of it bothers you just skip a min. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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I've been needing to shake up my fitness routine as all I seem to do is Ellipticals, Zumba, and a few weights and I was getting quite bored. So, of course, I consulted in my good friend the internet. First I started looking for Flamenco. I have been in love with the dance ever since my trip to Spain with my mother and close friend and I had recently read an article about a woman whose depression was cured by taking a weekly flamenco class. Now, I don't have depression but I am quite moody (my wonderful boyfriend can vouch for this), a serotonin junky and have always had a curiosity for the foreign, mysterious and sexy (again, view my wonderful Egyptian boyfriend). But unfortunately the closest flamenco class to me was an hour away on the other side of Dallas and far too expensive for me to afford... but I did notice that there was a page about my local costume shop that had a flamenco fusion class... so I clicked on it! And there she was! This beautiful woman, Nacheska, who owned this costume shop that I had been going to for years for all my costuming needs (which are many as I grew up in the theater and delight in Halloween just as much as I did when I was a child). I knew she did dance classes but I had no clue what kind of dance she taught and, as it turns out, she teaches just about everything including, but not at ALL limited to, belly dancing, hula, world, and all these classes with Samba/Flamenco/ Latina/Chinese/Middle Eastern/fusion! And I noticed that a new belly dance class was going to start.... TONIGHT! The price was more than fair (about 5 bucks a class, just to pay the studio electricity bill) so I dawned my harem pants, sports bra (I ended up wearing a t shirt over it because i was too chicken), and my cheap Victoria Secrets perfume (one sale for $3!!!!) and went off into the night for a magic carpet ride. Unfortunately, I was late. The dance room was rather hard to find but after I circled the building, found the door, and went up the stairs, I found a door that read "renaissance muscle therapy".... this was not dance room but it was interesting to see. I made a 180 and finally saw it! The dance studio. I open the door and am already completely satisfied. what do I find? Well, scarves, bells, hats, feathers, mirrors, and of course, Darth Vader. I peep around the corner and ask "is this the dance room?" to which a hidden goddess replies "yes! But you are 10 minutes late!" (I am automatically taken back in time to when I had a very strict ballet teacher with a cane and an impossibly thin waist for a woman who looked so ancient) but she told me not to worry as the girls who would have been there today couldn't be because they were on holiday and that the class would start again next week and there were many classes tomorrow that I would be interested in taking. I figured, oh well, today has already been quite an interesting day (I'll tell you more about it later) I'll just come back tomorrow. But I ended up talking to Nacheska for 10 minutes about SCAD and my major and losing weight, and how my mother was a Hula dancer, etc when she gets a call from one of the other "baby belly dancers" who says that she is coming up the stairs. I am VERY thankful that she was a whole 10 minutes later than me and that my sin might possibly be forgotten. Nachesa then decides that she might as well teach us and give us a leg up on the other girls in belly dancing 101. And my God did I love it!!! Belly dancing, I discovered, was not just about gyrating around like a noodle but power and control. When your shoulder moves, that does NOT mean that your hand should as well. Your hand should stay in one place until YOU tell it to move whether you are simply moving your shoulder back in forth or full out shimmying. You booty should not stick out from your spine, as my rump likes to do, but stay firmly stacked under your spine in a vertical line (try this for 5 minutes, I DARE you! stand up and stack your spine in a straight line and stay that way. Harder than you thought? Right?). By the end of the class, I was doing pretty well for my first time and I could not stop smiling. I felt sexier than I had in quite some time as well as more daring. Perhaps next time I will wear a tighter shirt or pants that don't completely hide my body? We will have to see I guess. I'm going again tonight!Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-55942513616041729922011-07-11T17:14:00.000-07:002011-07-11T17:14:24.552-07:00Top 20 Fashion Schools: SCAD pride!I'm so proud to be studying fashion at Savannah College of Art and Design!!!!! I read this article just now discussing the top 20 fashion schools in the states and I was delighted to see that SCAD, my first pick, was number 6!!! And that the Luxury and Fashion Management (one of my majors) was considered one of the best of its kind in the nation! It was just so fulfilling to see that other recognized what I already knew was the truth and to be affirmed that I had chosen wisely and that I am heading in the right direction. I noticed Parsons was labeled number one and while I agree that it does have a history of pumping out some of the world's finest designers (like the beloved Donna Karen), I feel that SCAD had a little more to offer and that it filled a much needed niche in the art school "universe" and that because I am attending this school that I could possibly have something to offer that many students from Fashion schools in New York (don't get me wrong, they ARE great schools and I LOVE New York) won't. I definitely feel that my experiences at SCAD will no doubt be ones that I cherish and would not have been able to have had I gone to a New York fashion school. New York, I love you. Someday we will be very close lovers. But I think part of my "coming of age" should be a crossover between the life I grew up in (Texas) and the life I will choose (my beloved New York) and that SCAD just had a little something that I felt was missing in New York, what that was, I really couldn't tell you. But I DO feel that it will be advantageous.<br />
I was also very pleased to see that Andre Leon Talley is on the Board of Directors. I have always loved him, almost as much as I have loved Anna Wintor (oh yeah, I kind of want to be her. No. I want to be her <b>successor</b>), and I am well aware of the tight friendship... so you can see where I'm going with this right? And no, its not just the job, the career and the power that I'm interested in, although it is part of why I want it, but I just feel that they have made such a wonderful impact on fashion and that they are both such wonderful, beautiful people, at least from what I can tell from interviews, and I want to be able to do that too. I've loved what they've had to say in the few interview that they do. Ha! I recall what Andre Leon Talley once said for nymag.com<br />
"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;">I will sit in the car on the way to a meeting and just smile. I really mean that. It helps you get through life. If you have nothing to say, smile. Look up at the sky and smile. Just be grateful."</span><br />
and I remember thinking "Hey, I do that too!" In fact, I even used that character trait to get the job that I have now at a popular retail store in my city. By the way, I freaking love this job! All the hard work it took just to get the interviews was well worth it and I can not wait until my next shift! All I do is smile and make friends with people and tell them they they look great and organize clothing... all things that I love to do! What I found most striking about Andre's quote was that before I even read this article (written in 2008) I had seen him on a podcast and thought "WOW, he has one of the mist genuine smiles I have ever seen."<br />
So back to the point! Thank God I'm going to SCAD and thank YOU, SCAD for accepting me and providing me with the education I thrive on.<br />
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If you are interested here is the article on the 20 best Fashion Schools in the US. <a href="http://fashionista.com/2011/07/the-top-20-fashion-schools-in-the-united-states-the-fashionista-ranking/">http://fashionista.com/2011/07/the-top-20-fashion-schools-in-the-united-states-the-fashionista-ranking/</a><br />
and here is the link to the interview with Andre Leon Talley mentioning Anna Wintor.<br />
<a href="http://nymag.com/daily/fashion/2008/09/andre_leon_talley_on_anna_wint.html">http://nymag.com/daily/fashion/2008/09/andre_leon_talley_on_anna_wint.html</a>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-83757281768806783602011-07-10T18:15:00.000-07:002011-07-10T23:09:28.473-07:00Perfume Obsession: Blood orange ThirstWhy the hell can't I find the right perfume?! I've been searching for months for the perfect blood orange perfume for summer and lo and behold, they barely even exist! And when they do exist they can't be found at my local Ulta or Sephora or even parfumania or they are incredibly expensive!<br />
or even worse they just dont last. Escada Taj smelled AMAZING!!!! But an hour later and it had gone to perfume Siberia and there was not even a hint that it had even touched my skin. There is not way in Heaven or hell that i would buy something so weak and cowardly for over $40. Amor Amor Summer 2011 or elixer is no where to be found.... ANYWHERE! Ayala Moriel is no where to be found either along with DKNY's Summer.<br />
The two the really caught my eye were Hugo Boss Deep Red (only available at perfumania for $40) and Mata Hari (named after the famed fleshy, lovely dancer) dsh perfume which is way over my price range (85$ for 5ml!!!!) , the one whose description made my heart pound like I had just fallen in love or hell even just become some fiery vixen! check out this review and you will see what i mean as well as get some background info on this woman if you dont know of her <a href="http://www.scenthive.com/2011/02/26/dsh-perfume-mata-hari/">http://www.scenthive.com/2011/02/26/dsh-perfume-mata-hari/</a><br />
as well as this one <a href="http://www.fragrantica.com/perfume/DSH-Perfumes/Mata-Hari-10954.html">http://www.fragrantica.com/perfume/DSH-Perfumes/Mata-Hari-10954.html</a><br />
I swear even the description just makes me want to take my clothes off and eat an orange on the beach at night. And I never say things like that! Nor do I do things like that! Hell, I wont even wear skimpy bathing suits other than to tan in the privacy of my VERY private back yard and even then everything major is covered and i usually walk in and out in a skirt and top, just in case there is unexpected company. In fact, the only person who has seen me naked (and even then I was wearing a towel) in a long time was my best friend and thats only because she's a girl and I was running behind.<br />
But none the less, This one perfume with all its forbidden-ness drives me wild and is becoming quite an obsession and yet there seems to be no way for me to get a hold of it or anything like it. If you happen to know of a way I could get a hold of it for cheaper (yes i've checked ebay, amazon, and overstock) PLEASE PLEASE <b><i>PLEASE</i></b> tell me!!!!<br />
By all means, please suggest other perfumes with blood orange and a similar concoction but I honestly just feel jaded by perfume at this point. Or share your stories of perfume frustration or success. Ha! I'm starting to think I'm even frustrating my boyfriend with this whole perfume mess.<br />
<img src="http://www.scenthive.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Mata-Hari.jpg" /><br />
Mata Hari^Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-92062266765144688882011-07-09T10:40:00.000-07:002011-07-09T10:40:55.903-07:00Need a work out playlist!!!!!!OK, so its no secret that I'm typically more of a low key, jazz, classic rock kind of girl but that kind of music doesn't really get me pumped to work out. So I ask my wonderful boyfriend what he does and apparently he has this playlist (why the hell did I not think of this?!) with tons of songs like lil' wayne and linkin park (LOVE linkin park). Who else does this? Whats on your playlist? and more importantly, what should i put on mine?!<br />
Going to the gym right now. I'm going to mull this over but by all means, post what you do, what you think I should do, who to listen to, who you listen to, what really gets you pumped?<br />
thanks you guys. really need the motivation<br />
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oh... and does anyone know where I can find a 32DD sports bra? I am having the hardest time! The first one to find me one either on line or in store will.... get mentioned? idk. ill think of something. maybe ill sing a Thank You songJosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-8396784886672471432011-07-08T10:42:00.000-07:002011-07-08T10:45:37.446-07:00Growing up in Bohemia: a loving ode to my motherSo, my mother is a self proclaimed hippie but, you know, without all the drugs and stuff. And as much as I make fun of her (I think she doesn't quite realize or remember just how fun it could be for her to get dressed even though she is now in her 50's and is no longer the same size she was when she was wearing crochet and bell bottoms) I have to admit that she has definitely made an impact on the way I dress, especially this summer which has been overflowing with beautiful clothes reminiscent of the summer of '69 and Woodstock. My mother has often lived vicariously through me, as most mothers do with teenage daughters, and I hope I haven't disappointed her, not just in the fashion area but also in my passion to question everything, to speak for what I believe in, to give a damn, to make others give a damn, and to ensure that the United states remains a free country for all people, women, men, gay, straight, no matter the color.<br />
My parents have always told me that I could be whoever I wanted to be and that the world was mine for the <span style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;">shaping </span>(not for the taking)</span>. And I hold this to be very true. Unfortunately, I do not always feel like my generation is with me on this. Too often I have seen my own friends feel like they were at the mercy of the universe or god or life or whatever and that they had no say in what happens to them and its easy to understand why they would feel this way because they <i>are </i>at the mercy of the universe or their parents or their mental disorder or even themselves. And to me, this is heart breaking. I'm very proud to say that I have the most wonderful, loving friends I could have gotten out of high school but I'm disappointed that some are so crippled and often that their crippling is, I believe, self inflicted.<br />
I have often felt like our generation was the generation that had nothing to fight for. Women's rights, African american rights, rock and roll, they were all taken care of and done with. But I don't feel that way anymore.We are not done yet! We still have the environment, gay rights, cyber bullying, prejudice, and hell, even women's rights seems to have quite a ways to go! My question is, when is my generation going to join me? Are they going to join me? Millinials are you out there? We have to speak now or forever hold our peace and if we choose the latter I don't think the bed we're going to be forced to lie in is going to be very pleasant. Here's hoping that this summer's fashions will not only inspire us to dress freely but also inspire us to demand from life what is ours and take the world in our hands and shape it into what it should be. Or else I fear that we will <b>always </b>be "waiting on the world to change" like John Mayer said when its not going to change until we make it change. We are the county's youth and we have the power now to shape how our world will be when we are adults and have homes and children and we are the ones looking after our parents.<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #6aa84f;">Here is what inspired me to make this post: </span><br />
<a href="http://www.fabsugar.com/Free-People-July-Catalog-18210897?page=0,0,0#comment-10582242">http://www.fabsugar.com/Free-People-July-Catalog-18210897?page=0,0,0#comment-10582242</a><br />
please, check it out. you will find the most<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"> effortless beautiful clothes</span> that inspired me to remember how thankful I am that my parents brought me up as a free person. Perhaps it can help set you free? Set others free?<br />
also, here's the song that has been stuck in my head the entire time ive been writing this:<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/EriaeS3pEE8?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Oh, and thanks Mom. I love you. And you too Dad.Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-83297576016884022222011-07-07T21:52:00.000-07:002011-07-10T23:29:06.203-07:00TIM GUNN + weight watchers= unexpected fabulousness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/Mar0R4TWN3I?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-82514110168152281912011-07-07T21:34:00.000-07:002011-07-07T23:16:22.984-07:00Dish on a fued between the well known Vogue editor and a Fashion Dsigner<div class="border-box" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(242, 242, 242); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 5px; border-left-color: rgb(242, 242, 242); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 5px; border-right-color: rgb(242, 242, 242); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 5px; border-top-color: rgb(242, 242, 242); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 5px; color: #4d4b4c; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"><div class="article-entry" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 12px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 480px;"><h1 style="color: #1f1e1e; font-size: 27px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 34px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">No Vogue Editors Attended Alaia Couture, Fashion Feud?</h1><div class="left" style="float: left; width: 150px;"><a class="left" href="http://www.stylecaster.com/people/24191/kerry-pieri" style="color: #018baf; float: left; margin-right: 4px; text-decoration: none;"><img alt="Kerry Pieri" height="30" src="http://a.sccdn.net/members-6/100x100/115592_1285878441.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" title="Kerry Pieri" width="30" /></a><strong class="name" style="display: block; float: left; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">By <a href="http://www.stylecaster.com/people/24191/kerry-pieri" rel="author" style="color: #018baf; text-decoration: none;">Kerry Pieri</a></strong><br />
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<a href="http://www.stylecaster.com/fashion/13925/no-vogue-editors-attended-alaia-couture-fashion-feud">h</a><a href="http://www.stylecaster.com/fashion/13925/no-vogue-editors-attended-alaia-couture-fashion-feud">ttp://www.stylecaster.com/fashion/13925/no-vogue-editors-attended-alaia-couture-fashion-feud</a>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-3857719717224067442011-07-07T21:20:00.000-07:002011-07-07T21:37:50.558-07:00Really looking forward to going to this cafe!<div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin-top: 15px;">Local café offers offers natural options on summer favorites</div><div class="date" style="color: #777777; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-top: -15px; text-transform: uppercase;"><div style="margin-bottom: 1em;">JULY 5, 2011</div></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 0.5px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 0.5px; border-right-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 0.5px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 0.5px; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; margin-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px; width: 300px;"><img alt="" src="http://www.scaddistrict.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/DSCI1660_web.jpg" width="300" /><span style="float: left; font-size: 9px;">Find 15 original and all natural flavors for smoothies on the menu. Photo by: Augusta Statz</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;">By</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><a href="http://www.scaddistrict.com/index.php?s=Augusta+Statz" style="color: black; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Augusta Statz</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;">Situated on Bull Street in downtown Savannah,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><a href="http://www.smoothonbull.com/" style="color: black; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" title="smooth">smooth</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;">offers smoothies, sandwiches, snacks and a relaxed, comfortable place to eat. According to Savannah native and owner, Susan Jaffie, it’s the customers that make this local business so special.</span><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;"></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">“We definitely have unique customers. We have a big variety of students, girl scouts, tourists, business people and locals,” Jaffie said.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">It’s not just the customers that make smooth unique, though.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">“We really do thrive on freshness,” Jaffie said. “All of our smoothies are all-natural:no dairy, no corn syrup. It’s just fruit and ice. We don’t add crazy things to make them sweeter,” she said.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">This local business got its start a little over four years ago. And to think, it all started with a little yellow trolley. The Yellow Trolley is also owned by Jaffie and has been up and running for seven years now. It is a little stand that is shaped like a trolley and sells lemonade, shaved ice, boiled peanuts and hot dogs. The Yellow Trolley can be found just outside of Wright Square on the corner of Bull and York streets.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">After working from the Yellow Trolley for three years, Jaffie noticed a vacancy on Bull street.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">“I walked past here, and there was a business for sale. I thought it would be a great opportunity for me to migrate into the air conditioning,” said Jaffie.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">So, Jaffie expanded her business from selling only a few items in the Savannah heat to selling smoothies, sandwiches, pretzels and other snacks in an air-conditioned shop not far from the trolley at <a href="http://www.smoothonbull.com/map.html" style="color: black; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">143 Bull Street</a>.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">The café offers 15 different flavors of fruit smoothies, and if one of those flavors don’t suit you, try the “DIY” where you can choose up to three fruits to make a smoothie that’s all your own. The smoothies are vegan and are a great way to cool down on one of Savannah’s hot summer days.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">When it comes to eats, there are also vegan and vegetarian options at <a href="http://www.smoothonbull.com/" style="color: black; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" title="smooth">smooth</a>. All of the salads are served with or without meat depending on the customer’s preference. There are also sandwiches that don’t have to be served with meat, or don’t have meat at all such as the peanut butter, honey and banana sandwich. Even the pretzels are vegan if they aren’t served with butter.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">Yet another thing that makes <a href="http://www.smoothonbull.com/" style="color: black; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">smooth</a> unique is the fact that Jaffie does most of the shopping for vegetables and produce herself.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">“I’m picking them out and making sure that it’s the best quality,” she said.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">This local business also supports local artists. Most of the artwork is provided by SCAD students. They sell jewelry, photographs and paintings. Jaffie says that she finds artists just by talking to customers or putting a call for artwork out on Facebook, but there is also a form that can be filled out on smooth’s <a href="http://www.smoothonbull.com/art.html" style="color: black; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">website</a>. Once the form is filled out, feel free to stop in and show the people at smooth your artwork, and they will sell it in the store.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">The café offers indoor dining at tables, as well as a couch area. Outdoor dining is available as well. There are computers available for customer use, and even a printer is available for a minimal charge. It’s a place to come to visit with friends or to do work, which is exactly what Jaffie was going for.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">She described smooth’s atmosphere as laid back.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">“I want to keep it collegiate and comfortable for kids to come in and sit on their laptop or even for business people to be able to sit down and conduct a small business meeting. But comfort is important. I want it to be like sitting in your own living room.”</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;">So, stop by smooth sometime and support a local business that supports local artists. Pick up a smoothie card while you’re there. If you buy nine smoothies, you get the tenth for free.</div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em;"><em>Contact <a href="mailto:astatz20@student.scad.edu" style="color: black; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Augusta Statz.</a></em></div><br />
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seriously, this place sounds like heaven!!!!!Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-21967414276695835482011-07-05T19:55:00.000-07:002011-07-10T23:52:55.887-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/xMM4H0H78M8?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>So this is my first video, you guys. Be gentle.<br />
if it doesnt show up you can click this link <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMM4H0H78M8">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMM4H0H78M8</a><br />
thanks :)</div>Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-63492719840268557302011-07-04T17:38:00.000-07:002011-07-04T17:39:16.110-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/jZs2Qv6-CAA?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>This video is incredibly funny, although not very informative. That being said, watch it. Its hilarious.<br />
Anyone want to streak through the quad with me?Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-19151582402255728432011-07-04T17:20:00.000-07:002011-07-04T17:20:57.212-07:00Day 3: 7/4/11, Declaration of IndependenceOn this great day of our beloved country's Declaration of Independence I have decided that I will declare mine.<br />
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I, Josie, am no longer dependent on food that is bad for me. I will eat food that both my body and my tastebuds love for my body is my temple, and my temple protects my soul. I will no longer eat out of boredom, sadness, loneliness, or just because. I will eat when I am hungry and when my body needs nourishment. I will go to the gym, work out, and give my body the activity that it needs. I will take my vitamins every single day and ensure that I get enough fruits, vegetables, and protein to keep my body healthy. I will drink enough water to keep my body hydrated and clean and my skin soft and clear. I will try food that I haven't tried or haven't liked in the past if it is beneficial to me. I will stop sitting on my couch feeling sorry for myself and actually do enjoyable things with my life. I will finally give in to my dog and take her for a walk. I will stop complaining about how boring my life is and actually do something about it. I will finish old projects and start the ones that I have always wanted to do. I know that I am creative and that there are so many more fun and interesting things that i could be doing than sitting in front of the tv. I could be drawing, creating and writing and reading and living. I will be my own motivation. I will accept myself for who I am and what I've been given but I will ensure that I better both as well as give back. I will be passionate about the things I care about. I will explore. I will appreciate those who love and support me. I will use my basic rights Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of happiness because many people have worked hard and died to give me these basic rights. And by living the way I have am I not fully taking advantage of my rights.Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-90679563217081755732011-07-04T16:32:00.000-07:002011-07-04T16:32:23.180-07:00day 2, 7/3/11so... I have both progressed and regressed (yes, already!) but lets start on a positive note: I have found a way to track my calories in an efficient and REAL way so that I no longer give you these "approximates" and "guesstimations" and flaky math that, to tell you the truth, I didn't even check. That is NO LONGER. On this day, I actually started using the app on my itouch called Lose It! and it is fantastic. Why haven't I used it before? It does all the math and looking up and researching for me. Is it lazier than what I was doing before? Yes. Do I care? Not at all. And I have had it all this time.<br />
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Unfortunately, my July 3rd wasn't all progress. No. In fact, I was very very naughty. First of all, i didn't post. Second of all, I didn't go to the gym. And third, I had candy. Watermelon Sour Patch Kids to be exact. And they were GLORIOUS!!!!!! And bad. Oh so bad. That one box of candy was about 360 calories! Thats a meal right there and its<i> all</i> empty calories. There is nothing but sugar and corn syrup and bad-for-you stuff in those wonderful little sour gummies and therefore that is a meal full of nutrients that i missed out on. That being said, i'm not going to obsess over it too much. I did walk, in high wedge shoes, to and from the east parking garage and the home depot parking lot (I had to park that far away because the town square was <i>packed</i>) to watch the fireworks at my town square as well as climb all the stairs to the top. And I did sort of get a "diet" plan in place. All was not lost. In fact, this not so great day (which, as I'm writing this, is <i>yesterday</i>) has spurred me on to do better today. Today, I was freaking Wonder Woman!Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-7037136794291814262011-07-02T17:16:00.000-07:002011-07-02T19:29:26.185-07:007/2/11 calorie listA lot of this is approximate. I intend to have more exact measurements in the future. This is by no means a plan. if anything im just trying to see how many calories I consume and use up every day.<br />
breakfast:<br />
2 pieces of whole grain buttered toast with cinnamon sugar- 272 calories<br />
coffee with creamer and sugar- about 70 calories, never got a straight answer for this<br />
Total: 342 calories<br />
Lunch:<br />
buttered green beans, about 1 cup (?)-177 calories, not even sure if it was a full cup<br />
small smoothie king angel food smoothie with diet down- 370 calories<br />
Total: 547 calories<br />
Dinner:<br />
Chicken breast seasoned with lemon, salt and pepper- 200 (and this is REALLY approximate)<br />
cooked carrots-127<br />
Total: 327<br />
Snacks: fruit leather-45 calories<br />
TOTAL CONSUMED CALORIES: 1,271 (thus far)<br />
Work out:<br />
cardio machine (about 3.5 miles)- 525 calories<br />
weights (probably about 5- 10 minutes)- 50<br />
Total: -575 calories<br />
NET CALORIES: 696 calories<br />
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I do need to drink more water and figure out what my REAL calorie intake was on the coffee. I have no idea how much water i have had today but I <b>know</b> it isn't enough. i need to do research on how many calories i need to consume and burn to lose weight and remain healthyJosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4719827675221321683.post-32572641312684644722011-07-02T11:04:00.000-07:002011-07-02T11:04:39.569-07:00breakfast?So I haven't gone grocery shopping yet so I have very little to choose from and I am not really ready to make a meal plan. Its still summer so I'm still at home. Not at SCAD yet but we find out what houses we stay at on the 8th. Thank GOD!!!! Its killer waiting for it. I really want to know who my roommate is so that i can start sizing the poor girl up. <i>Kidding. </i><br />
Anyways, what am i supposed to eat for breakfast in this country? I'm so used to eating cereal that when I think of breakfast that is the first thing i think of. But if you walk down the cereal aisle and actually READ the boxes you will notice that even the cereals that claim to be healthy are really just sugar, sugar and corn syrup... and maybe some whole grain. And they are not very straight forward with their serving sizes. on some boxes its per 3/4 cup. on others its per 24 biscuits and it will be the same exact brand just different flavors. How am i supposed to know what 24 biscuits looks like? or much less compare the boxes? The healthiest thing i found was Kashi's version of cheerios.... and it tastes like cardboard. i found myself putting my own sugar in it because it was just too gross to swallow. So it that was a bust.<br />
As for eggs and bacon, not much of a fan of either. I've never really liked ham or pork products. makes me feel bloated. As for the eggs, my favorite recipe is an old family one where you put vanilla cream and some cheese and scramble it. In other words, you put a shit ton of sugar and oil in it. And I've never really like eggs with out it, but truth be told, i haven't really tried much. I have always been a really picky eater. So i think i should look into other scrambled egg recipes to see what i can find that is healthier and maybe get some veggies in.<br />
As for today, i was hoping to have some greek yogurt and raspberries but lo and behold both have gotten too old and i had to throw them out. So I ended up eating two peices of whole grain toast with organic butter and cinnamon sugar (i hear cinnamon helps your metabolism) and organic no sugar added apple sauce. And coffee of course. I will not be giving that up. Don't even suggest it. It will not happen. I used organic vanilla cream and real sugar. I will probably make a post about the great sugar debate later. Does anyone know the truth about that? Splenda? Truvia? WTF? What wrong with REAL sugar?<br />
Also, I'm curious about this Trop50 orange juice. I've heard that orange juice tends to have a lot of sugar in it but this one has 50% less sugar and calories in it supposedly. Tastes ok, but i haven't really read the ingredients.<br />
So yeah, thats what i had for breakfast today. Probably going to go for an hour of cardio and a little bit of weights in a few. i would like to burn at least 500 calories today.<br />
Post scrambled egg recipes!!!!!Josiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04275716256081757868noreply@blogger.com3