Bell Bottoms and bedroom Eyes

The word 'undergraduate' seems rightfully accurate--these undergraduate years are so underrated!

The cognizance of this fact hath made me commit acts of the socially deviant kind:

I decided to ornament half my limbs with the most ridiculous/fan freakin' tastic/groovy/happiness-inducing floral bell bottoms.

 

The two best accompaniments? A velvet blazer and a pompous, hip-jutting demeanor, of course.

  The pants also serve as a means of protection against dangerous suburban terrain.

The unveiling (pun not intended, for once) of lethargy or sexy bedroom eyes? You decide.

who what wear?

• velvet blazer: < $3, F as in Frank vintage sale
• floral fab-freakin'-tastic pants: Urban Outfitters, $10
• gold metallic, zebra-print scarf: H&M, $5

{word of the moment}  

cog·ni·zance

   /ˈkɒgnəzəns, ˈkɒnə-/ Show Spelled[kog-nuh-zuhns, kon-uh-]

noun 1. awareness, realization, or knowledge; notice; perception:  
"The guests took cognizance of the snide remark."

{phonetic gem of the moment}

This man. His voice. That is all. (When is he coming to Vancouver!?!?!?!?!?)


{book of the moment}

{quote of the moment}

"Why do you stay in prison, when the door is so wide open?" ~ Jalal ad-Din Rumi

Till next time, lieflinges*!

 (*darlings, in Afrikaans)

[video!] What's Happening Write Now

In between constructing coffins for the most enjoyable (pretend) funeral/murder mystery I have had the pleasure of organizing and attending; and receiving mail in an actual mailbox that is not an email inbox; and having my lips formulate the shape of a bowl every time I hear Joshua Radin's "I Missed you"
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sIuUDR-5H-8]; and getting abnormally excited at the fact that as of late there have been many parallels between my Urban Studies, Sociology of Racial and Ethnic Inequality and World Literature classes; and having my breath taken away as I behold the sight of fall on campus; and drawing out dramatic, induced-by-pseudo-annoyance sighs every time someone wrote a generic "happy bday :D" greeting upon my Facebook wall; and smiling copiously every time someone did not do that; and connecting with the Pakistani diaspora on campus by being an executive of a Pakistan Students' Association, and having conversations with my residents a.k.a. children in the washroom with toothpaste-foam-stuffed mouths, and by thrifting a string of lights for $1 that I have put up in my room and that are much too romantic and reaffirm my desire for a significant other but not really just joking; and being somewhat relieved my french class is much like highschool french parce-que c'est tres facile; and actually resorting to penciling in time in our schedules to have casual hang-out sessions with my BFF because our lives are just that divergent and busy now; and discovering that if I were to be an academic discipline I would most likely be sociology, seeing as I think like a sociologist a lot of the time now; and wearing glittery black slacks to an interview because metallic gold tights and tie-dyed denim will just not do; and repeating jokes far too often in the day that even I tire of my redundancy; and having conversations about political efficacy and racial segregation with 75-year-old men in groovy cafes that have gender-neutral washrooms; and being of an interest to 26-give-or-take-year-old fobby sales clerks at convenience stores who offer me free samosas whilst slippng me their number....

...a  friend and I made a video! It's a tribute to Vancouver and some of the reasons why we love this place. Originally for the creative part of an application and now for your viewing pleasure, too!
Enjoy.



p.s. outfit post soon!
p.p.s. hello new followers!
p.p.p.s. 2  milestones: am now 19. This l'il 'ol blog, UUU, is about to turn TWO YEARS OLD. Aw, my baby! <3

[Confessions of an Academic-Hedonist]

Because I constantly receive large 'mounts of gratification from being verbose, and because I enjoy steadily increasing my superfluously-hyphenated-self-identity I have added something else to the way I will now classify myself:

I am an academic-hedonist.

Damn straight.

It Never Gets Ti(g)ering

This post will not ooze collegiate-chic as it so rightfully should. Won't ooze sophomore collegiate-chic to be exact. No, won't ooze second-year collegiate-chic to be exact exact, seeing as I am no American (& do not particularly aspire to be. Re: Troy Davis sad-edy. [tragedy + sad]).

Instead, it will attempt to reinforce the norm of longing for summer. Please sit back & enjoy me having ascendancy over you for the next few moments in time.

 

 Longing for summer reaffirmed yet? Oh, no? Fear not, there's more captured moments of time where this came from.

 who what wear?

•     shiny blue scarf, $2, F as in Frank
•     vintage floral dress, $3, Value Village
•     gold metallic tights, $10, h&m  
•     bright blue pumps, $3, thrifted
•     bedazzled vintage vest, momma's from the 80's

 The beautiful thing about being a maximalist is that you can repeat outfits (gasp!shock!horror!) with a simple switch of accessories. Case in point: I've worn this ensemble to convocation ceremonies, birthday dinners, & summer Microeconomics classes.

[jewellery] who what wear?

•  blue ring, Old Navy, $3
• gold cuff, Forever 21
• white & gold necklace, Aldo, $10
• blue & gold necklace, Value Village, < $2

Now, here: gallivanting graciously amidst suburban terrain...or picking a frustratingly deep-seated (literally) wedgie? You decide.

p.s. Exciting Life Updates in This L'il Life O' Mine vis-à-vis Photographs

In this photo I am in the possession of the Delicious Boy, who is my 7-month old baby brother who has not made an appearance on UUU yet (!!!!!!!!!!!).

I am currently a Residence Advisor at school. In short, I get paid to have TONS OF LEGAL FUN.

Above is my Small Team. & a cheer we never get tigerd (heh) of re-enacting: "1-2 KU, 3-4 Hear us roar! *roar*)

bisou, bisou, mes darlings. Till next time (which will not be a month later. *winces*)

p.s. I AM ALIVE (!!!!!!)