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Call me Keri. Most people can't pronounce my real name. This is an experimental game. It ends up the same. Try and rip a part of it and it'll sound sorta lame. Stop makin me tame and I'll join your train, but keep on actin I'll step on your fame. Woorrrddd.
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Sunday, October 19, 2008

A much needed hiatus.

I am sorry fellow suburbanites, it has been months since I last posted. I was taking a slight hiatus for the beginning of senior year. It started off fairly slow, not much homework, working steadily on college applications, yada yada. Then it picked up and steam-rolled me over in a flourish of scholarship deadlines, Colorguard practices, and class assignments.

Two days ago was my final Homecoming at my high school. The theme was "Into the Jungle" and I was actually planning on wearing Zebra-printed Stilletos with my blue chiffon dress. But my mom convinced me otherwise (aka she wasn't paying for it). Below are a few pictures of the dress I wore.

Dress [Jessica McClintock], Shoes [Shii], Earrings [Kiosk]

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Oh dear Penelope, that is your great great Grandfathers' face.

But this is your great sense of style.
If you haven't seen Penelope, you are in for a treat. It is a heart-warming, modern fairytale about a upper society girl born with a curse of a pig-nose. The scenes are beautifully filmed, all with the magical touch of butterflies, dust, and geraniums. I won't spoil the rest for you, except that you must see it. It's one of those "make-me-feel-good" movies.

And Penelope's outfits are absolutely adorable. The first thought that comes to my mind is Anthropologie, Lorrick cum Nicole Miller. The real designer of Penelope's outfits is MIA; I have searched everywhere online, but am unable to find out if the outfits are from one designer, a variety of designers, or self-made by the production team. If you know or happen to find out, please post. =]

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Drumroll por favor.

Still on vacation, so there probably won't be any interesting posts until I visit the great antique shops in VA. But on a happy note, I have been awarded the Brilliant Webblog Premio by Anne Marie of Stars are Purple (http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/). Check her out!

So the rules of the award are:

1) When received, you may post the premio on your blog.
2) Link to the blogger you received from.
3) Give it to 4 blogs
4) And link to those blogs
5) Also, leave those four bloggers a comment about receiving the brilliant premio.

The fellow bloggers I am awarding are
1. Gabby of Quirky & Co. http://quirkyandcompany.blogspot.com/
2. Emmy of Vita la Nonsense http://viva-la-nonsense.blogspot.com/
3. Alex of Estilo Extrordinario http://estiloextraordinario.blogspot.com/
4. Gabriela of Sequin and Shoes http://sequinandshoes.blogspot.com/

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Wishes and Wrought-Iron Gates

It's fortunate that the college is close to the river because the car is flashing close to empty. It trudges over the bridge behind a line of cars, begging for a break from the four-hour drive. I look up from my D.C. map and see the top of the clock tower peaking over the Sicamore trees. I suck in a quick breath; it was an exact likening of the brochures.

After finding the parking spot on the corner of O Street and 37th, I begin the trek uphill to the college gate. I can't help to stop and look at the decades old brownstones that hug the campus; some house antique shops while others boast clean-cut planters and jasmine. A woman in a Milly empire waist dress opens the door to one of the homes and steps down onto the porch. She gives me a quick smile, obviously recognizing that I was touring the campus. She hurries down the brick staircase and down the street; probably heading for the row of shops on M Street and Wisconsin.

The hills are steep, and at the top I look back. I wipe away the speckles of sweat that formed on my upper lip, embarrased that bodily functions are bringing this ethereal moment back to reality. My parents had stopped to talk to an undergrad student for directions to the Admissions Office, but I had decided to find the building on my own.

I step up to the wrought iron gate, glistening from a fresh coat of black paint. Through the arms are brambles of pink, white, and red flowers all blooming in full. The lawn is a rich shade of pine green, pristine besides a few summer students who chose to lay out in the early morning sunshine. I take a quick glance around for Admissions, disappointed by my oblivity.

"Looking for the Admissions Office?" an undergraduate student says, a bike beside him. He has a Carribean accent and tossled hair. "It's Old Gravenor. And it's the white building over there." He points to a collossal stone building to my right.

"Thanks," I say enthusiastically and begin towards the white structure. I take one last look at the wrought-iron gate, praying it would not be the last time I passed through its entrance.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

That was a tripppppp.

Here are a few outfits I plan to where on my D.C./VA trip. Kind of laid back, and reusing certain items to reduce weight.

Yellow Cardigan [Target], Tank [UO], Matchstick Jeans [J.Crew], Necklace [From Zimbabwe Africa]

India-inspired Dress [F21], Bag [Fossil], Gladiator sandals [F21]

Sweater [J.Crew], Denim shorts [Levi's], Scarf [Anthropologie], Stone Necklace [Nordstrom], Shoes [F21]

Red, Sleeveless Button-up [Vintage], Blue/white seersucker shorts [F21], Gold Ballet Flats [AE], Favorite Byzantine-style scarf [Vintage]

Empire-waist scoop neck [J.Crew], Denim shorts [Levi's], Gladiator sandals [F21], Bag [Fossil], Stone necklace [Nordstrom]

Yellow Cardigan [Target], Greenwich Village Screen Tee [Ruehl], Navy Chord Shorts [J.Crew], Long, Pearl Necklace [Somewhere?], Gold Ballet Flats [AE]

Monday, July 14, 2008

Life would be oh sooo boring...

...without freakin' controversy.

Too busy for a formal post, I apologize. Going to visit Georgetown University in two days!
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"When a thing ceases to be a subject of controversy, it ceases to be a subject of interest. "
-William Hazlitt, British essayist

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Mrs. Carla Bruni, may I steal an ounce of your grace?

It seems that this era has found its new Princess Diana, but with a slight twist. Carla Bruni is the supermodel daughter of a rich Italian family (from the Devil's city, har har) and has been called a "homewrecker" after her marriage with Mike Jagger. Now she is the First Lady of France after her marriage to Nicolas Sarkozy. I must say, for a homewrecker she certainly has alot of class. In pictures she always looks demure and lady-like.

Exerpt from article:

Carla is always slightly behind her husband. She nods and smiles
reservedly and has excellent eye contact. When she sits with her toes pointed
towards the ground she deliberately smoothes her skirt down and tucks it
underneath, and puts her legs to one side, making her look more comfortable than
if she were sitting straight up. She has the three Ps: poise, presence and

If I could snap my fingers and trade wardrobes with anyone, I might chuse Ms. Carla. Flats are a staple of her wardrobe due to the fact that she's a towering 5'9" barefoot (she doesn't want to appear taller than her husband). And not to mention that amazing ensemble with the pillbox hat. Classic.
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