Monday, July 30, 2012
MEOW!
We've seen vintage clothing work it's way back into the fashion scene over and over again, and now it's time for some vintage inspired looks to work its way into a sunglasses trend just in time for summer: cat-eye sunglasses. This infamous style was worn by iconic women such as Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn, and it's back with a modern twist and is essential to any summer outfit! The fun thing about wearing cat-eye sunglasses is you can choose how dramatic you want your look to be. Feeling sassy? Go for a high wing. Want a less extreme look? Choose a more subtle wing. This trend is an easy and fun accessorry to add to your summer wardrobe and comes in all shapes and sizes, which means there's a pair out there purr-fect for you!
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Unique Emerald City
Space Needle |
Experience Music Project
DJ Un-Smooth |
The EMP museum is the brainchild of Microsoft co-founder, Paul Allen. This museum is the museum of a kids dream. I have never been to a museum that is so interactive. The sound lab alone was worth the admission price. This area of the museum consists of cubicles and booths where you can play all different instruments. The energy and the smiles in this room were infectious. I am not musically inclined at all and honestly, I'm just not that interested in music. This place made me interested in music. So interested in fact that I spent an unhealthy amount of time trying to perfect my scratching skills in the DJ booth. There were exhibits with green screens and a stadium size screen playing music videos. This place was loud and FUN!
Chihuly Garden and Glass
The other unique experience I had in Seattle was at that Chihuly Garden and Glass museum. Dale Chihuly is a famous glass blower and this museum will leave you gawking with your mouth wide open. You'll stare at the formations of the class and the intense colors. You'll find yourself thinking, "How on earth did he do that?" I ended up taking 10 or 15 pictures of the same exhibit because I was so amazed. The museum continues outdoors in the shadow of the Space Needle. The glass is mixed in with natural gardens. Even if you're not an art or garden lover, this museum is likely to leave you in awe.
On your next city visit try to spend some time in the lesser known museums that just might surprise you. If you love the zoo, go the zoo but don't overlook the unique places that add to the culture of a city. We are bombarded with Starbucks and McDonalds on every corner in every city, so if you have a chance to play a trombone or be entranced in colored glass don't pass it up.
On your next city visit try to spend some time in the lesser known museums that just might surprise you. If you love the zoo, go the zoo but don't overlook the unique places that add to the culture of a city. We are bombarded with Starbucks and McDonalds on every corner in every city, so if you have a chance to play a trombone or be entranced in colored glass don't pass it up.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Stack 'em up!!
Layering your bracelets, or "arm candy" as it's come to be called, is a trend you definitely want to get in on! I personally love this look because it allows me to wear all my favorite bracelets at once, while mixing different metals and colors together when you normally would not be able to. You can layer 3 bracelets or get crazy and stack 9, to me the more the merrier. I find that you need to have ONE main piece on your arm though, whether it's a watch or a bracelet that's larger than all the others. This makes your collection look well put together and not just a mess of bracelets that you threw on. It's also fun to throw on a few stackable rings to complete your look! So get to stackin'!!!
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Going for Olympic Gold
I was not able to attend the real Summer Olympic Games in
London, therefore I had to create the Slater Olympic National Park Games. I was
a contender in the following events: camping, hiking and relaxing. Game on.
My Campsite |
Camping. The key
to a good camping experience is to select the right campsite. As a solo camper,
I opted against the backcountry camping because I am not quite comfortable in
all of my navigational and survival skills. In Olympic National Park there are
a plethora of good campgrounds. Without a car, the number of easily accessible
campgrounds is limited. I selected the Fairholme National Park campground
located on Lake Crescent. It was a short walk from a bus stop (by bus stop I
mean a grassy patch on the side of the road) and was located on the shores of
Lake Crescent. When first arriving at a campground, it is important to check
out all of the sites before you select one. In Fairholme there are secluded
sites up on the hill that feel very much like you are backcountry camping but
there are also walk-in sites at the bottom of the hill that are prime lakefront
property. I selected site 90, on the shores of the lake but also the furthest
campground so I had neighbors on one side but the rugged wilderness on the other
side. There are no shortages of trees in Olympic National Park so the hammock
hanging was a piece of cake. The other benefit of being a wooded area was
quickly realized during a late night thunderstorm. Thunder and lightening in a
tent can be a harrowing experience but the enormous trees protecting me eased
my discomfort. My tent was barely wet in the morning. Protection from the
elements, check. Scenic view, check. Proper hammock hanging, check. Limited
human interaction, check. Gold Medal #1. These games are off to a great start.
"The Slide" on Pyramid Peak Trail |
Hiking. Once
again, not having a car limited my hiking options, but I still had some pretty
good options. The campsite information board did not have any listings of
hiking trails in the area, but thankfully when at the National Park Visitor’s
Center at Hurricane Ridge I purchased some topographical maps of a few areas in
the park, and luckily one of those was of the Lake Crescent area. It had hiking
trails identified. The main event hike of the week was to Pyramid Peak. It was
a short 3.5 mile hike to the top but the trailhead was 3.5 miles down an old
park road. Round trip on the day it would be about a 14 mile trek. At the beginning of the trail there was a
warning sign of dangerous trail conditions at the “Slide Area.” It peaked my
curiosity, so I figured I would check it out. Along the trail I met a couple
that had made it about 3 miles and hit the slide area and turned around. The
woman said, “You’ll keep thinking you’re at the slide area but then you’ll
really be at the slide area and know it.” She was right. There were what I like
to call mini-slides along the route with downed trees and rocks but when I got
to the landslide, it was a legit landslide. The side of the mountain was
completely wiped out of trees and all that remained was loose dirt and patches
of rocks sticking out. I took my time assessing whether there was a safe route
around, maybe walking down the hill a bit and crossing over. I saw footsteps of
others who had trekked across where I assume the trail used to be but I lost my
footing a few times just getting towards that point. As disappointing as it was
to be so close to the top, I turned around. Maybe, and I stress maybe, if I was
with someone else I might have made a go of it but if I fell and was hurt badly,
there might not be anyone up there for days. I have my first aid and survival
kit, food and water but not enough to keep me warm overnight. In the risk
versus reward analysis, risk won. Unfortunately they don’t give medals for good
decision making. A minor setback, but
let’s see if I can rebound in my next event!
Sunset View from the hammock |
Relaxing. It took me a few days into this trip to really
chill-out. Usually when I am on a trip I get myself so concerned with seeing
everything that I can that I end up running myself ragged for a few weeks and never
relaxing. I come home and need a vacation from the vacation. I was conscious
this trip to not let that happen. I tried
to create an atmosphere of relaxation. Camping in the same spot for 5 nights would
provide opportunities to explore the area but also the chance to sit back and
enjoy the scenery. My gear for the relaxation event included, a Brazilian
hammock, four books and yarn. The view of the lake from my hammock was
breathtaking but I can stare out at the water for only so long. I needed
something to do while I was lounging around. I read two of the books (Jane
Austen’s Mansfield Park and John
Krakauer’s Into The Wild). The big relaxation win was the kickass scarf I
crocheted while lying in the hammock. I hadn’t crocheted in a long time but
there was a JoAnne Fabric store near my hotel in Port Angeles and I thought it
might be a good relaxation tool. It was the best $8 I spent on this trip. I
didn’t do anything fancy. A scarf is about as simple of a project as you can
get, but that was the beauty of it. I didn’t have to think. My hands just did
it and my mind was clear to think or not think about something else. Between
reading, crocheting and napping in the hammock, I was finally able to relax,
definitely gold medal material.
Coming home with two gold medals and the knowledge that I
gave it my all in the other event, I feel pretty proud of my accomplishments.
After a hot meal and an even hotter shower I will be ready for my Today Show
interview showing off my bling! Take that Michael Phelps.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Blazing Trails in Portland
Downtown Portland |
Washington Park's Rose Garden |
My Food Truck |
Columbia River Gorge |
Stop number three took me out of Portland to the Columbia River Gorge. People always say that Portland is an outdoor lovers paradise, but Portland isn't really. The area around Portland is undoubtably an outdoor lovers paradise with Mt. Hood and the Columbia River Gorge. Unfortunately you can't access either of them using public transportation so I hopped on a guided tour of the gorge. The tour included waterfalls and a view of the gorge that convinced me that the words gorge and gorgeous are appropriately linked. The view from the Vista House left me imagining Lewis & Clark paddling down this gorge sensing that they are approaching the Pacific Ocean. Bottom line, you might not be cool enough for Portland but in the spirit of Lewis & Clark explore around and you're bound to find something that is just right for you.
Paint Your Nails!
(Sorry for the terrible quality!!!) |
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
The ATL
A few weeks ago I wrote this happy-go-lucky post about being
delayed in Asheville. There were stories of laughs with the airport bartender
and stranded travelers. Tonight, all I have to say is, “Fuck you Atlanta.”
Three times this summer you have screwed up my plans. I hate you. I strongly
disliked you in June but in July, I HATE YOU.
I hate your southern accents, your sweet tea and your restaurants that
serve heart attack specials. I didn’t even want to come to your stupid airport.
I was supposed to go from Albany to Newark to Seattle, but another southern
town screwed that up and I would miss my connection in Newark. That is how much
I hate you Atlanta, I would rather spend time in New Jersey than with you.
Here was my conversation with the United Airlines
Representative:
Him: We can put you on a Delta flight through Atlanta
Me: Atlanta? Can’t you put me through Chicago or Denver or
Minneapolis?
(My Dad: Hey, it looks like there are storms headed towards
Atlanta)
Him: Nothing available through Chicago
Me: Aren’t there storms headed to Atlanta?
Him: No Ma’am the only storms are in Houston. I booked you
on the Atlanta flight
Me: Silence
(My Dad: laughs)
So, here it is 10:58 at night and I am sitting on the floor and
wondering why on earth someone picked out this carpet. There isn’t even a
pattern. It looks like some 3-year-old cut up a bunch of carpet pieces and put
them together. Okay, that’s not fair to 3-year-olds. Every time I get up to check
the departure time it changes so I have stopped checking in hope that it will
remain constant. So far it’s been 9:05, 9:45, 10:20, 10:55, 11:07, 11:30,
12:15, 12:45, and last time I checked 1:02. I am sure it has changed since then
but I refuse to give in.
I have done everything possible to pass the time. I bought
some Atlanta postcards and wrote them out bitching to friends about being stuck
in the Dirty South. I spent an hour wandering around a tiny bookstore. I ate
too many snacks. I avoided the airport bar because by the time my flight is
ready to leave I will be bombed and they probably wouldn’t let me board anyway.
I have walked up and down the entire B concourse so much that I should get a
medal and a free t-shirt. The gate next to me is boarding now, Birmingham,
Alabama. I am so delusional at this point that I actually just thought about
going to Birmingham. I can’t get the “free” wifi to work so I can’t watch
Netflix or stalk people on the Facebook. I am sick of my ipod. If I start to
read Phantom of the Opera (who buys that at an airport bookstore?) I’ll fall
asleep. Side note: If the over/under on the number of women reading 50 Shades
of Gray was 1,000, I would bet the over. Every time I see one of them they have
this really annoying look on their face. I want some dude to pull out a playboy
magazine and sit around flipping through it and see what kind of looks people
give him. I have had too many, “where y’all headed” conversations. I lied to
the last 3 people. I told one of them I was going to Iceland, another
Albuquerque and the most recently to Des Moines, Iowa for an international
farmers convention on corn. I should be an actress. Speaking of actresses, my flight attendant was
a dead ringer for Jennifer Aniston. She looked so much like her I thought it
was part of one of those shows where celebrities act like real people. Maybe I
should go buy an US Weekly and catch up on my pop culture. What I really need
is a naked midget to run though the terminal with hapless security guards
chasing after him. That would pass the time.
Okay, I think I got all the bitching out of my system.
Thunderstorms happen and I know that I would much rather sit here than be
riding in a big metal thing in the sky with lightening on the prowl. I would like to call up that representative from United Airlines and say, "My Dad's a better weather predictor than you are" but that might not be the best example of my maturity. Logically,
I know it’s not you’re fault Atlanta, but I’m not going to forgive you. Just
ask Chipper Jones, three strikes and you’re out.
Update: It is 7:46 am EST and I have finally arrived at the
airport hotel in Seattle. My luggage is soaking wet. Luckily, most of my clothes
are in waterproof stuff sacks but I had to wring out the few that were not. My
pack (which has a rain cover on) is drenched. I think someone left it lying
face down with the rain cover on the ground during a torrential downpour and the back of it just got
saturated. There is nothing like carrying around a 40 lb backpack with soaking
wet straps. This trip is not starting off on the right foot but I am optimistic that after a nap things will be better. If not, I hear Portland is big on the beer.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Fringe For All!
L*Space Audrey Halter Top $68 Karmaloop |
Vix Tri Fringe Top $100 Revolve Clothing |
Acacia Montauk Fringe Top $92 Vidasoleil |
L*Space Dolly Bandeau Fringe Top $72 Revolve Clothing |
Thursday, July 5, 2012
The Joy of Camping
My tent |
Hiking in Denali NP |
Last summer in Denali National Park I watched a video about bear safety in the park and I was amazed by the stupid things people did. They talked about people approaching bears so they could get a better picture and were hurt or killed. I was hiking a trail near the Eielson Visitor's Center in the rain last summer when a bear crossed the top of trail about 1000 yards ahead of me. He or she disappeared in the fog that had rolled in and covered the trail. This is when stupid people would continue on up the trail trying to get a better picture of the bear. Thankfully, I was born, or more likely taught, some common sense. Of course I wish I could have gone to the top of the trail. I had been hiking for an hour in the rain and was looking forward to reaching the top, but standing there in the mist and the fog I realized that I had no idea where th bear really went. I was disappointed for about 30 seconds until I thought, "hey, this is their home and who wants strangers intruding in your home. " I turned around and headed back down with a story about how I saw a bear in Alaska. That's a much better story than my parents telling someone their idiot daughter got mauled by a bear.
Wedge Sneakers, Anyone?
Seems like women are doing yet another thing better than the guys, rocking sneakers. Just keep an eye out and you'll see more and more girls wearing sneakers of all kinds, but my FAVorite right now is the wedge sneaker. At first glance I was like, eh..what am I gonna do with these? Where am I going to wear them? But the more I thought about it, the more I realized I needed a pair. The hidden wedge usually isn't any more than 3 inches tall, so you get the perfect amount of height with the laid back look of a sneaker. These little miracles are popping up everywhere in all different colors and designs which only makes my decision on which pair to buy more and more confusing. Don't listen to the naysayers of this amazing concept, they're wrong...really, really wrong. This trend is one all girls should be excited about. The height of a pair of heels meets the comfort of a sneaker? Hallelujah, the heavens have answered!
Nike Sky High Liberty Dunks $130 |
Steve Madden 'Olympiaa' Wedge Sneaker $99.95 Steve Madden |
Jeffrey Campbell 'Venice-Hi' Wedge Sneaker $164.95 Nordstrom |
Opposition Wedge Sneaker $69 Bakers |
Monday, July 2, 2012
Planning vs Winging
Good planning = Good packing |
Winging it in O'ahu gave me this view! |
I will step off the Amtrak in Portland and go to the hotel I booked but I am going to stroll out of the hotel and see where the wind takes me. I hear food trucks are great so I am going to explore around until I find one. I want to do some camping while I am in the area but many of the campgrounds don't allow reservations. This is ideal for winging it. The planner in me wasn't totally comfortable with that idea so I booked a hotel for the first two days I am in that area so I can go and check out the campgrounds. I know there are travelers who throw in a few pairs of socks and clean underwear and hop on a plane. I am always envious of those people. I wish I could be more like that but the more comfortable I get with traveling the more I loosen up. On my first trip to Europe I had a 6 hour layover in Stockholm and I was hesitant to leave the airport to explore the city for a few hours. Today, that would be a no brainer. Who would sit in an airport for 6 hours if you had the opportunity to visit a new city?
I have less than a week until I leave and I will spend hours organizing a folder with printouts of all of my reservations, maps, schedules and type up a general itinerary to leave with my family (always a good idea when traveling alone). I will make an insane packing checklist, revise it and rewrite it multiple times. This trip is definitely heavy on the planning, but I hope when I get there the winging will take over. Next time you're thinking about vacation give yourself some security and make a few plans but be flexible and allow yourself room to enjoy those unsuspecting moments and "Wing it, Franjo style" every once in a while. You won't be disappointed.
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