Allyinspires
Shirt Lemotto / Skirt Abercrombie
Merry Christmas!! My little sister always gets so excited about the holidays and decorates the tree and family room. I am adding a little pop of spirit this year by modeling this inspirational tshirt from Lemotto. I regret having been so busy lately and not spending as much time as I would have liked with family and friends. As the New Year hovers close on the horizon, however, my planner dates are beginning to open up for adventure and spontaneity.
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Cardigan Oasap/ Jeans American Eagle / Bracelet Rocksbox
If there is one thing I absolutely love about California, it has got to be the docile winter weather. I think there are only few places where I can blast Riptide as I’m driving and still feel weather/mood appropriate with my music choice. When the lyrics swing on and Vance Joy sings of “running down to the riptide” over an upbeat ukulele strumming, I feel like I’m driving to the beach. I feel like it’s summer on repeat, and I swear I can smell the faint whiff of sunscreen in the air. That is winter in California for you!
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Dress Leila by Tobi / Boots F21/ Tights GAP
Beauty. Silver linings. Eternal Reassurance. Transcendence.
Beauty…the adjective form is what we all strive to be. Silver linings: those dainty trickles of light which peek over gray clouds, the movie that left you convinced you wouldn’t love any actress more than Jennifer Lawrence. Eternal reassurance, the phrase Nick Carraway uses to describe the quality of Gatsby’s smile, and what I use to describe the quality of a vast sky.
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(photography by Ryan Chua)
second semester senior, second semester senior, second semester senior… I anticipated this elusive phrase as I flew, stumbled, and fell through freshmen year. It was the phrase that seemed so far off yet so rewarding as I decided to pull myself back together sophomore year and started all over. It was the phrase that both mocked and beckoned me junior year; school felt interminable at many points during that year. At the beginning of senior year, after spending the best summer of my life in Shanghai and Boston, “second semester senior” seemed surprisingly empty and valueless. That first semester felt like it would pass both slowly and quickly, and now that I was getting close, I worried that there would be nothing greeting me once I finally unraveled that freedom I had waited so long for.
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