One Direction

So yesterday I went to my third One Direction concert. As concerts go it was amazing, they put on a very entertaining show. I am just so happy I was able to attend.  I honestly don't even have post concert depression. I am just so happy that I got the chance to go. I am seriously so lucky and thankful I knew about them before they became huge. Sometimes I even forget they are currently the world biggest boy band.

I used to be ashamed of how much I liked them. Truthfully I thought people would think I was "uncool" but honestly I stopped caring about that because I realized how happy they made it. Which is a little lame that 5 boys singing catchy pop singles can bring me so much joy, but they do. I am a directioner (as cringey as that word is) and I am not ashamed of that.

The first one direction concert my friends and I attended was in Rosemont, February 24th 2012(we dub that day 224). That day as a whole was one of the top 5 best days of my life. I seriously didn't know it was possible to be so excited and so happy all at the same time. I was a tornado of all these emotions...because of a band of kids my age, its honestly crazy when I really think about it. Yesterdays concert however had one of the most beautiful moments of my life. While they Played Little Things they asked everyone to light up the arena. If this was the 80s we would have used lighters, but this isn't the 80s and phones are much brighter. While they played the song I stopped for a second and looked around the arena, and my breath was just taken away. thousands of twinkling florescent white light looked back at me. It was honestly astounding.

Whether it is Boy Bands or indie music that moves your soul, there cant be denied that concerts are a magical experience. Even if you don't meet the band you are surrounded by thousands of people who are like you. Thousands of people who get such joy, who have shared such passionate moments of their lives to the music that they pay money to see them. no matter what concert I always take a moment, I stop singing I close my eyes, and I listen. I listen to the thousands of individuals lives and voices singing back those lyrics. Thousands of people that could have been touched by a single song countless ways. Thousands of strangers just sharing a special experience. I listen, and every time I've cried.

So I am putting up a few pictures, I was to lazy to edit them so these are just raw.

Outfit of the Day

I have been absolutely horrible with updating this thing, my deepest apologies. This is the first post of 2013!!  I am going to make it a goal to update this blog a minimum of 3 times a month. We shall see if that goal actually gets met. Anyway, I can't even explain how excited I am for this year. It is going to be a year of hellos and goodbyes; a year of beginnings and ends. I end high school, and go into college. I say goodbye to all the people and places of this town I’ve become accustomed to over the past 6 years, and go on to start something new in MILWAUKEE! I don't think I've dropped the bomb on here yet, but I have committed to Marquette University, becoming a golden eagle!

So I got up this morning and was really looking for a blast from the past kind of outfit. I got this dress. I use the term dress lightly. As a very tall female this dress is just barely a booty covering shirt. Back to the topic, I got this dress from Heritage and it has been hanging in my closet for a while. I just had this nostalgic, old school, 1950s vibe going on in my head when I awoke, and went with it. I almost threw in some 1920s flair and added this cute little headscarf I got for Christmas. But alas, I opted for only one decade in this look. 

What I love about clothing and fashion is the transformative quality it possesses. With a simple change of attire you can become a completely different person. Fashion isn’t just clothing, and style isn’t just about looking nice. It’s about taking something as primitive as protection, and transforming these pieces into more than that. It’s an artwork, and I will never understand why people don’t get that. Anybody can look nice; anybody can put together an outfit that is color coordinated. However, it takes a keen eye and a talent to truly take the art a designer has created, mix it up, and transform it into your own.