This is one of my favorite recent photo shoots; the wind was actually so strong that my camera tipped over. That’s one of the dangers of taking photos by yourself with a tripod. Weather conditions can frustrate or end a photo session. Yet can you blame me for taking the risk? It’s hard to get pictures of an outfit in motion with a timer, but the wind helped give my skirt some volume. Now time to purchase some insurance for my camera in case it does tip over one day..
My last theater show has finally wrapped up! I told you about the HLS production (“Harry Palsgraf: Fantastic Briefs and Where to Find Them”) a few posts ago, and now that it’s over, I’ve already started missing my actors and the thrill of performing.
(Also, now that the show is over, I can spill the beans on the plot: In our show, several “evil” professors at HLS—we chose our fave professors for these roles—bring back the Dark Scholar to turn Harvard into a school of suffering. The hero of the story is Harry Palsgraf, an orphan who has never had anything good happen to him ever since he interned for the Clinton campaign and bought a Samsung Galaxy Note S7).
I honestly can’t believe that my time in drama is basically over: I’ve worked with the same tech crew and actors for nearly all three years, met new faces every year, and hopefully created a legacy of fun and laughter that will last long after I’m gone. Law school can be a burdensome and depressing time for a lot of students, so our show every year has tried to live up to Dumbledore’s quote: “Happiness can be found in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.”
I shall forever remember the storm that hit this past weekend as the Inconvenient Blizzard of 2017. It was scheduled to arrive Wednesday night and bring a foot of snow, so my classmates and I giddily waited for the law school administration to cancel classes.
10PM came and went, and while BU and Harvard Med had canceled, the Law School remained steadfast. My friends and I debated whether class would be cancelled for longer than we would have prepared for class. To add fuel to our frustrations, the administrations would send multiple emails teasing us with “we do not anticipate FOR NOW that the school will close.”
The winds had started swirling by the time I went to my morning class, but it was in the middle of my professor’s lecture that I saw the snow outside falling SIDEWAYS because of how hard it was being blown by the wind. The administration could no longer deny the evidence of a forceful storm brewing, so by noon all our classes were cancelled.
Because the weather app told me that the snow was about to get exponentially worse in the next hour, I immediately decided to take an Uber to my bf’s (because his apartment is much swankier and I would rather have a snow day off campus). I figured it was my last chance to get anywhere before we were all iced-in.
There were only 2 Ubers on the entire map of Cambridge when I called for a car and I was picked up by an old Ukranian/Russian lady that did not speak more than 5 words of English. I foolishly also chose UberPOOL, which meant that we picked up more passengers along the way, but since the driver couldn’t communicate with them, I ended up calling the passengers’ numbers to confirm where they wanted to be picked up.
Getting to my boyfriend’s took nearly an hour because the streets hadn’t been iced properly and we couldn’t drive more than 15 miles an hour. The wind also froze the windshield wipers outside and this crazy Ukranian/Russian lady would go outside (in her little scarf and skirt!) to wipe the windshield with her bare hands. I honestly thought I would never make it across the river and we would have to hole up in this van for the night.
Looking back, sure, the experience was a little exciting, like I was trying to catch the last train out of the storm, but mostly it was inconvenient–from the timing of the administration’s emails denying the growing blizzard, to my bizarre Uber ride. Now there are 4-foot snowdrifts outside to contend with. Spring can’t come soon enough!
I’ve showcased a lot of sweaters on this blog, but I don’t recall showing one with a slouchy, hi-low hem and tight cuffed sleeves. I loved seeing how Melany wore her gray sweater as well!
To make this into a casual Valentine’s outfit that you can wear out to brunch, I’d drape a colorful cashmere scarf to ward off the February chills and pop on some stunning velvet pumps (Alert: all cashmere scarves on Uniqlo are $15 and their cashmere sweaters are $50!)
The classic cat-eye sunglasses and berry lip will certainly get you thumbs up from your girlfriends without looking way too dressed up. And although I showcase a lot of date night looks, sometimes our true Valentines are our group of close friends.
The truth is that I love dressing up for a theme, and Valentine’s is my excuse to go all pink and bows and lace. You can even see the theme continue into my accessories, an oversized pink coat (because it’s still cold out!) and a gold bracelet hammered into the shape of LOVE.
The bow heels I’m wearing are sadly sold out, but they restock every so often (I love them so much I got another pair during the last restock). And if you’re looking for a flirty dress for your Valentine’s date, or a gal’s night out, I’ve got you covered: