Saturday, January 26, 2013

Foggy




Details:
Dress-H&M
Belt-F21
Tights-F21
Boots-Gifted

Does anyone else live in Provo? I'm amazed by how foggy things have been. I'm from a town where moisture is always in the air, so fog is nothing new for me. But it's weird for it to be this misty here in the ol' Utah. It's normally so dry...

So the other day, in my Sundance post, I talked about how we saw this great band called Bramble perform. Well we ended up going to one of their shows the next day. And now I have a date as the result of that...
I ended up talking to the banjo/guitar player for a while, and he was really such a sweet guy. We talked about traveling, and things like that. And I just felt really happy and excited when talking to him. And then he asked me on a date. And I'm super-excited, but also nervous. Gah. I'm a dating mess.

Be brave, 

Sarai

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Monday, January 21, 2013

Sundance



I wish I could live at the Sundance Film Festival. It was this incredible meeting of minds, and really, truly, I loved every second. The coonskin caps? That was classic. Then these fantastic SLC based musicians called Bramble just had us tapping our feet while they made sweet folk music. I loved it. 

Oh! The best parts were meeting Nancy's friend Nico there, as he is just fantastic. And also, we went to Joseph Gordon-Levitt's studio where we learned all about hitRECord, the crazy awesome collaborative music scene. We're recording songs for them soon :)

Love, Sarai

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Sunday, January 20, 2013

Moonshadow




Details:
Striped tee-Somewhere...
Skirt-Thrifted
Belt-F21
Tights-Icing
Shoes-Thrifted



Details:
Peplum Top-F21
Jacket-Ruche
Skirt-No Idea
Tights-F21
Booties-thrifted

Nancy and I are the craziest of all ladies. 

Tomorrow we're going to Sundance, mostly so that Nancy can see her friend Nico, but also mostly because I want to kiss Joseph Gordan Levitt. That's secondary though... obviously.

Anyway, we've decided to have crazy adventures. We're trying our hardest,  but people aren't always the best for helping us create adventures. Such as flying to random, amazing, tropical destinations. Which, alas, we will not be doing. But it's our dream at the moment. We're looking up flights for a wonderful best friend trip at the moment... we're thinking Bear Lake? Shh... don't tell anyone ;)

Has anyone been up to Sundance recently? As in, during the festival? Because I'm dying of excitement at the thought of it. I have a great desire to meet creative minds, and be among the people who understand how I feel about movies, and the like. It just amazes me :)

My brave advice at the moment?

Take a crazy trip somewhere, with your best friend

Sarai

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Thursday, January 10, 2013

I Love, Us






























Guys. If you don't have a best friendship like we do, you're missing out, quite a bit. Men? Pssh. All you need is a best friend who will take pictures with you on Webcam Toys until you're sorta late for class...

I hope you enjoyed these. We certainly enjoyed taking them..

Do something brave today,

Sarai & Nancy

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Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Guys 'n' Gals



Vest: Icing, Sweatshirt: WWU, Leggings: F21, Boots: Target, Bag: Thrifted, Watch: gifted



cardigan: thrifted, Blouse: F21, Pants: F21, Boots: Delia's, Watch: gifted
It's interesting to me. The difference between guys and girls, that is. I was talking to a friend today, and he mentioned the study that was done at Utah State (I think), and how girls always say they can be "just friends" with a guy, and guys always say no, they can't. I just think it's fascinating. On any given day, I could name multiple men who I am just friends with, and who I assume would feel the same way about me. But then this friend pointed out that guys put girls and guys into different categories. As women, we can put everyone into the same category. Guys and girls can be our best friend that we never have any sexual or romantic feelings for, despite the kinship we do feel. But men don't put any women into the same category as men. So that's intriguing... 

Well. That conversation changed my perspective on pretty much all of my male friends...

The other thing that was on my mind today was my post from Sunday night... 

I'm mildly (or majorly) embarrassed. It seems that my dramatics may have caused either amusement, or alarm in people. I promise, i'm the most dramatic person alive. I have no spectrum for emotional scale, so everything is "theworstthingthathaseverhappenedtome". End of story. So I hate when people think that I'm really just this crazy. I know it might seem like I'm full of psycho emotion, and that everything is the end of the world. But I use strong language on here. Exaggerated. Absolutelypositivelyalways. I'm obnoxiously dramatic. It should go without saying that I assume that I can say what I need to on this blog, without the awkwardness of in-real-life consequences, mostly because I leave out names and details. But awkwardness is my middle name. I can't say I didn't think certain people would read this, but I suppose it just slipped my mind. I don't think I'm making much sense. But no matter. Let's just say, I apologize for any who is reading this here ol' bloggy blog and thinks I'm ridiculous/crazy. Life really isn't as bad as I make it seem...

to prove that I don't take myself too seriously, here is the most unflattering picture that Nancy just so happened to snap of me. This is disgusting guys...


Do something brave today,

Sarai

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Sunday, January 6, 2013

Insane



Details:
Sweater-F21
Skirt-??
Tights-Icing
Shoes-Thrifted


Details:

dress: hand-me-down
Belt-F21
Tights-Icing
Shoes-thrifted

Nancy and I are seriously good at this roommate thing. Look how smokin' hot we are, even in nine degree weather...

Anyway. Now that we've settled our hotness, I must move on to other topics.

I've been thinking a lot lately about a person. And this person was sending me horribly mixed messages, and I couldn't handle it a second longer. So I got me some Matt Damon inspiration, and got twenty seconds of insane courage. And I stormed across the way, into his apartment, right through the barrier and into his room, and stared him down. Not really. Well, I did all that, except the staring down part. I told him exactly why I was upset, and that he needs to decide on a course of action, and he needs to not be a big pansy about being honest. And finally, the truth came out. And despite the fact that I never seem to get what I want, I'm just so proud of myself for doing something for me. For telling someone how I feel.

And it's true. I made up my mind, I literally said to myself, twenty seconds of insane courage, and I made sure the rush over there was within that limit, and I just bore my soul. I made him realize exactly what he was doing wrong, and why it wasn't okay. And I survived. It was humiliating, and horrifying, and I haven't felt that strongly about someone in quite some time, but it was worth it. I needed to say it to him. And now I'm at peace. I'm crying, but I'm at peace. 

So, the moral of the story, is that Matt Damon is always right.

And also that being honest is a wonderful feeling.

Be brave,

Sarai

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Thursday, January 3, 2013

Auld Lang Syne

I so badly wish that I had pictures to show everyone from Nancy and my fabulous new years party...

but alas. We are horrid at picture-taking. So maybe we'll take pictures sometime soon. 

Anyway, the evening was filled with wonderment! Friends came over, and we had great fun with them. My cheek got kissed at midnight, which was a wonderful moment. And I'm going on a date on Friday, all because of that night's events :)

The best part of everything? We danced at midnight, in the middle of our parking lot, in the snowfall. It was magical.

And after a few days of long shifts at work, I'm relaxing by watching "The Fox & the Hound". I'm already crying and it's fifteen minutes into the movie.

Love, Sarai

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