My Colorful Light

These are the pictures I colored at the football game :)

okay, well, these 2 aren't

loved this collage

this funky shoe is from the Chanel Spring 2008 collection

This one was my favorite! I love horses

I flipped through the rest of the book and in the back it gave some fun ideas; when I saw this picture of a lamp, I couldn't resist doing it to my own

P.S. Who knew????

xoxo, CB

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www.myfashionlife.com

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Footballin' Family

Northwestern football is a big love of my family, particularly my mother--an alumni and faculty member--and my older sister--a current wildcat, plus my father is just a football lover in general so he's always happy when the rest of us express an interest in it. Personally, I prefer European football a.k.a. SOCCER, because I used to play it, but I really love all sports. Anywho, these are some pic.s of what I wore to the game against Iowa yesterday...just saying, NU won :)

The bag is my school bag by Olsenboye; I figured I should attempt to get some work done during all the pauses in the game (fail; I just ended up coloring in my stained glass coloring book *pictures to come*)
Okay, if you're wondering why on Earth I have this awesome goldfish umbrella when there is no rain in sight, you're not alone--my family told me not to bring it since it "clearly wasn't raining"...few hours later, we all wanted it as rain-flakes (not cold enough to be snow flakes but not liquidy enough to just be raindrops) fell on us, so HA! (Oh and then there's the fact that umbrellas aren't actually allowed in the stadium. hmph)

Got these leggings a while ago, but I've been using them for my dance class so I usually keep 'em at school--They reminded me a lot of Balmain '09^Balmain^

Ozzie my octopus ring! Love this guy, but sadly, about a week after I got him, he broke, and after many attempts to fix him up, I finally got him to stay with 4 layers of this German brand of super-glue (on the bottom if you're wondering why you can't see it)

This is Princess, my neighbors' cat (though EVERYONE thinks she's ours cuz she hangs out by our house all the time) She's not very friendly apart from when she brushes up against peoples legs, but I adore her calico coat and sweet green eyes

Mama Stone

As I've mentioned before, I loveeee vintage; these pic.s are from my newfound website-love, Mama Stone Vintage. Check it out!

Sometimes, I forget how hard school is. There's that one moment in the summer, where all your traveling is done, but all your friends have left, and you're spending a beautiful sunny day watching TV in your basement, and you think "Gee, wouldn't it be nice if school started again? I'm so excited to see everyone..." and blah, blah, blah.

Then you get there and the hallways are full of people who can barely utter a coherent sentence and you have to brawl in the stairwells to get to your next class.

College is an ominous looming every figure. Every grade and activity answers to this unmerciful god. So you pile on all you can, trying to build your brag sheet, only to crushed under the incredible work load and responsibility.

If it seems like I'm ranting, I am. And if it seems like I'm overreacting, I might be. I guess I should confess that only this year I have been diagnosed with depression. It's been a struggle to keep calm during the day with the all pressure of daily life and keeping this a secret. I know there isn't as much of a stigma with the disease as their used to be, but it's a big deal to me. It's changed my whole life, and the way I deal with it. The world is bigger and scarier to me than it ever has been before.

I'm not writing this in order to receive a pity party, but in order to touch on something real. Fashion is frivolous in many ways, but it's an incredible outlet to express oneself. No matter how glum I may feel, I know that I can find something pretty to wear and it will always make me smile. Shallow? Yes. But I firmly believe it is about the little things, about how you choose to cope. For me, a sense of humor and a good closet is key.

So to everyone out there reading this who may be struggling with depression, I wish you good luck. I promise the world isn't as big and scary as it seems and you already have the tools inside of you necessary to get past this dark point in your life.

And to those of you who may blast me for taking this disease seriously when in just my last post I made jokes about anorexia and bulimia, I did not mean to offend. But that's not to say I didn't. But that does not mean that I will not continue to. I say what I think or, at least, what I think is funny. Sometimes it isn't, but that's life.

Don't let this discourage you from commenting! I love to hear your feedback, good or bad, as long as you're not rude. Seriously, I don't need that shit. I'm depressed, remember?

Images Via: Lookbook.nu, Late Afternoon, and 5 Inches and Up

*Man...I really got into a tangent didn't I. These pictures are obviously not about depression...or school. Just things I love. These outfits are perfect. They're comfy and casual and not trying to hard.

Movie Obsession

"If you fall off the stage; legs extended, boobs out"--Cher

I'm so excited for this movie, I honestly don't even know why; oh wait, yes I do; it's got dancing, singing, hot guys, and fashion. Here are two clips a la Rachel Zoe that I thought you guys might be interested in :) They're not the most groundbreaking fashion styles, but ideas are always good for inspiration.

images via burlesquethemovie.com

Yum.

I feel bad for anorexic girls. I've mad it a generally established fact that food is delicious. So if you're not eating it, you are missing out. I mean, really. Food is universal, cultures can come together over a dinner table, a single smell ignited by a stove can remind you of your childhood, and a taste can change your whole day. I firmly believe that I had to choose an eating disorder, I pick bulimia. At least then I get to taste it before I waste it.

This bruschetta is my own recipe. Find some good bread at the grocery store, I really sourdough, but just anything with a good crust. You need something that will support the toppings. Cut the bread into small, bite-sizes slices, then butter both sides. Turn a pan on low heat, pour some oil in, and saute the bread for a few minutes until crunchy.
The chutney I used was from a farmers market in Wisconsin, but anything that's sweet and has whole chunks of fruit in it will do. You don't want jam, because the texture and the taste of the chutney is richer and more complex (my personal favorite is the cranberry chutney from Le Pain Quotient in New York).
Finally, grate some Parmesan cheese over the top. Just a few flakes will do, it's just to contrast the taste of the chutney so it isn't too sweet.
This is definitely one of my favorite fancy snacks, I eat it when I just want to cook something, but don't want to put in a lot of effort. It takes five minutes, promise!

*If you want to add an interesting flavor, place a basil leaf on the bread before adding the chutney. It's definitely different, but be warned you either like it or you hate it.

Also, Geri from BecauseI'mAddicted is wearing the Jeffery Campbell Litas. Super serious shoe porn. I would take the shoe home with me and do some very nasty things to it. Someone want to send me a very nice birthday gift, Mr. Campbell?

Images Via: Becausei'maddicted, and personal (All Images hosted by Image Shack)

So. The new house has no heat. After breaking blood vessels in my nose, you'd think a girl could come home to a little comfort. I guess I'll just have to get cozy in lots of layers. Maybe that's why I'm loving this "Granny" trend. It's probably the un-sexiest thing I've ever posted, but I love the idea of chiffon and layers upon layers. I'm dying to be an edgy lady who lunches. I guess that means my lunch would consist of crackers and pretenious cheese, but at least it's fancy pretenious cheese. Maybe I can sneak in some wine now that I'm SEVENTEEN. It's legal somewhere...

Anyways. Though the boy you're lusting may not want to put his hands on you while you're wearing any of these get-ups, at least you know your girlfriends will want to cuddle with you/steal your clothes.

What do you think? Is less really more?

Images Via: Lookbook.nu, The Sartorialist (Calvin Klein and YSL)