Skulls and Feathers

This is a picture of me the next morning to get a better view of the shirt...I cropped my face out because I wasn't looking too cute

I started off my day yesterday going to the hospital and getting my blood drawn. I recently changed doctors from a pediatrician to a real doctor and I must admit, I miss my childhood doctors. I've been begging my parents to switch for years (well since my senior year when I got swine flu and all the parents with babies death glared me like I was the devil in the waiting room), and not having to see those weird baby/toddler toys is nice. But adult doctors have their downsides. For starters, there is no longer a TeenVogue and Seventeen magazine waiting to entertain me while I wait, but rather a smelly old asian lady sitting uncomfortably close. But even more importantly, there's so much more judgement! Judgement for smoking, drugs, alcohol, my real reason for going on the pill (No, I don't have an irregular period or acne problems ok). Since when do doctors judge my life decisions? So since I'm a horrible, reckless person, I had to get my blood tested....she paused and looked at me while she checked HIV test alongside my allergy tests. (Note: Everyone should get tested, it's just the responsible thing to do). So after I got my blood drawn, I was feeling a little lightheaded which was perfect since I was supposed to get lunch with my friend Sarah.
Originally, we were supposed to go to Off the Grid (a big food truck thing in SF), but since the gods decided to curse me with rain during my final days home, we decided that wasn't the best idea. Instead, we went to the Slanted Door in the Ferry Building. The Slanted Door is this overly priced (but still good) fusion vietnamese restaurant, made to exploit rich business men with a taste for the exotic (food). The reason for my negative tone is due to the fact that any real dish was a minimum of $16 and the tiny little soup I got was $8 (it was so small I still felt lightheaded after lunch). They didn't even have bubble tea. WHY WAS THERE NO BUBBLE TEA!?
After I sent Sarah on her way back to the far far land of Marin (it's actually just across the bay), I headed downtown to apply for some summer jobs. "Why, you may ask, am I already applying for summer jobs? Isn't that 5 months from now? And honestly, I did feel a little silly asking for a job application and then explaining that it was actually for May and June not right now. To explain, I go to school of the East Coast (Colgate if you must know), so this is my last opportunity to apply for jobs in person because I'm doing Habitat for Humanity during Spring Break. So I was running around downtown, handing out my resumé to some of my favorite stores like Madewell, Zara, H&M, Aritzia, and JCrew when I realized that my outfit didn't exactly fit with the aesthetic of all these stores. There I was walking into the fun, quirky, preppy Madewell (sister store to JCrew if you don't completely understand the look), wearing all black completele with leather and a scull on my chest. AHH SOO INAPPROPRIATE! But I just said I go to school back East, particularly Colgate with a nice, peppy voice and my inner prep just shined through.

To describe my gothic outfit in more depth, I am wearing a silk blazer from H&M, a cashmere sweater underneath it for warmth, my new skull/pirate/indian shirt from Brandy Melville (which I just got when I visited UCLA), my leather detailed leggings, and this amazing cashmere scarf I got in Paris from Petite Etoile. I stupidly forgot to bring an umbrella that day so my shelter came exclusively from that giant scarf.
After all this was done, I made the long trek to the Haight in the rain (well I took the bus) to get this amazing mocha called Chocolate to the People from Coffee to the People and catch up with some friends before I headed back east. Then I went to ChaChaCha for some yummy tapas with a refreshing Sangria. Isn't Sangria AMMAZZINNG? I particularly like it when they don't card me, not like that's a problem or anything.....

the Dampened Pier.

ok, so I wish I could find a way to take pictures of my outfits and my antics the same day as posting, but so far that has proven to be impossible. Therefore I will speak as if this happened recently-ish. 

WAYYY back on black friday, I met up with the Arndt sisters. Don't know who they are? Bah, t'inquiète. The story doesn't require you knowing them. Of course these lovely girls didn't know that black friday was an actually practiced occasion, so we really didn't do any major shopping. Just peaking in those boutiques on fillmore--you know the ones where you know you're not actually going to buy anything. AKA the worst place to go black friday shopping. We hopped into DeNovo, i attempted to find a new lipcolor at MAC (they didn't like my not buying anything philosophy that day), Benefit, Betsey, etc. The funniest/strangest part was when we were walking down the street and a man walked quickly out of a chic boutique. Another man strode after him, yelling, "SIR! SIR! SIRRRR!!!!" relatively politely. After he yelled "SIR" like 7 times, the first guy just turns around, marches towards the other guy and hands over this large leather duffel bag and quickly walks confidently away. Turns out he just walked out of the boutique nonchalantly stealing this $300 dollar duffel (i'm guessing, it looked pretty chic and cher). Me and the Arndt sisters were kind of in shock. It was hilarious. In the end, we took a taxi down to the piers bc they were taking the ferry back to Marin later that day. Soooo....here's some pics that Hannah (young arndt) took....

you see the sweater again right? told you i wear it a lot

Yea, I know. The outfit would be LOADS better if those boots weren't brown or at least that light brown. I was a bit annoyed by that too. SADLY It was SUPER COLD THAT DAY (in the awkward bag that I want to omit as well, I had a pair of jeans in case it was too cold to handle a skirt) so I had to wear boots. BUT I only have those brown boots left because when I left france, I left like 5 pairs of shoes (including boots). BUT I'm trying to get these wondering black suede heeled boots from Urban, they're only like $68 so I'm basically going to get them, almost no doubt. 

NOW STUDYING FOR THE CALCULUS FINAL. maybe?...

Outfit: Sweater: Wilfred, silk shirt & skirt: urban, boots: zara