The Jazz Singer

Birthday weekend has been spent almost entirely sleeping and blowing my nose. I came down with a sudden, violent illness on Thursday and thus, 19th birthday has been spent in bed. I managed to sneak out on Saturday night to get dinner with my best friend before she heads back up to university till August. It will be strangely lonely not having her just down the alley from me. We spent the evening at Moscow on the Hill eating chicken kiev and dark chocolate mousse. Oh, I do love the Russians!

As soon as the waitress set the chocolate mousse on the table and I saw the beautifully sugared cookie butterfly, I became one of those people who take photos of food and plaster them over the internet. It was short lived, but it was lovely (the mousse, not the obsessive food-photo-taking).

I was so excited to wear this beautiful new dress for the first time. I bought it over spring break from a local boutique called Primp (conveniently located just down the street from Moscow on the Hill). I liked the flapper appeal to it. I'm not usually the type to wear loose fitting sheaths, but this was an exception in the siren red colour, with the drop waist and the pleats flanking the sides. I snuck in a lot of gold to compliment the red and promote a bohemian feel.   The fringe purse is by R&Em from Macy's a couple of years ago. It's beautiful and I absolutely do not use it enough. I also paired it with the gold heels and gold belt which I frequently put together. (Remember this and this?) (I hope I didn't just ruin the magic...) The heels are finally wearing in enough to be wearable without getting massive cuts and being in agony for days after. Thank goodness!   To further influence the bohemian vibes, I threw in some bangles around my upper arm and pinned one of my grandmother's necklaces in my hair. I'm getting really "into doing this" because it works great with curly hair and it doesn't give me a headache the way that headbands do. Seriously, what fool who invented the headband ever thought that having a metal band digging it's way into your skull was a good idea?   Summer has been annoying un-eventful thus far. I've spent a great deal of it at work, sick, or spending rainy days indoors watching movies. I was spoiled last summer when I backpacked Europe and everyday was some great adventure (and often times disaster). And even the summer before that, which I spent being in love, running around the countryside late at night, stargazing, hiking, and living with a crazy Swiss kid named Jojo.   It sounds ridiculous, but I'm actually looking forward to going back to school. I'm just out floating right now, uncertain of everything. But once when I'm back in university, I have a routine and things to do and I won't feel entirely pathetic when I spend my nights alone watching Cary Grant classics.   But I'm a flapper at heart, and I wish to be out drinking gin and dancing and kissing pretty boys. Just kidding. I prefer vodka.   I work three days this week (time to make money - I went home sick twice last week) but should probably find myself something to do on my days off so I can quit whining and make the most of my summer. I want to go hiking, and camping, and have a bonfire. Time to find a companion to do it all with!   Moses came by to say hello! Unfortunately he isn't a good companion for any of the aforementioned activities. He won't even go for a walk around the block, lazy pup...