Sunday, March 31, 2013

Happy Easter!

What can be a better way to spend an Easter weekend than go shopping?! These two days have been a true shopping boot camp for me and my friend, credit card. After over 20 hours of pour walking and $xxx spent (I am still too afraid to look at my bank statement) in two days, I feel very happy to look at these piles of new beautiful clothes and shoes on my apartment floor (I don’t leave it like that I promise! I just like to throw it all together to appreciate the amount of work that has been accomplished). I am very excited about this season’s beautiful bright colors and interesting shapes, and I look forward to rejuvenating my closet, which has become quite outdated given a lot of my clothes are from my college years. It really is time for a change. I’ll cheers to that!

Sweater and Top: Express

Saturday, March 23, 2013


This weekend I am back in Philadelphia suburbs to visit my parents and see my friends. It's becoming more and more interesting, now that I've lived in New York for close to a year, to go back and dive into all of the old memories and emotions. Everything that seemed so mandane and ordinary, everything I was running away from, now took on a completely new feel. Now it's just nice to go back to relive certain moments and revisit certain places. And the greatest feeling of all is that I am always welcome in the house I grew up in.

Cardigan and Top: via T.J. Maxx;  Legging: Hanes;  Boots: Enzo Angiolini; Bag: H&M

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Black and White

It's fun to wear black and white, it's amusing to watch black and white movies; I wish life was more black and white, where there would be simple, straight-forward answers to things that are oftentimes so difficult to figure out. Who am I, and where will I be in 5, 10, 20 years? Will I ever become the person I want to be? Will I ever be good enough? Will I ever find the courage to engage in things I'd love to do? Why am I even contemplating all these things? Why am I sad again even though I had fun time with my friends? I wish I had a black and white answer. I guess I'm just having another one of those gray days...

Vest: Guess;  Shirt: Joe Fresh;  Pants: via Bedazzled Boutique;  Boots: INC;  Necklace: via Macy's

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Speakeasy Dollhouse, Part 2

Mesmerizing. Mysterious. Engaging. Fun. Fabulous! It’s everything you expect it to be and even more… Yes, this was my second time attending the Speakeasy Dollhouse immersive play, and yes, I do realize that I’m a little obsessed, but why wouldn’t I be?! The Speakeasy Dollhouse play is an absolutely amazing, fascinating, stunning event. From entering the event through a tiny door and appearing in the Prohibition-era New York City speakeasy, to evidencing random encounters and mysterious murders, to experiencing the true atmosphere of the “roaring twenties” with all its glitz and glamour and burlesque performances, you just cannot get enough.

Of course, the event would not be such huge success if it weren’t for the incredible group of actors who truly make it the best experience you can possibly have. Having gone to the play this time made me remember and reflect on something I have not thought of in quite a while. The amazing world of performing…

I think it’s so amazing to be a part of something like this. I haven’t though of it in a long time, but the play last night made me remember how special and captivating was the time when I was “an artist.” I put that in quotes because I don’t think I can call myself a true artist as it was more of an on-the-side hobby; however, it was a big part of my life and a big part of me at the time. Back when I lived in Russia, I took dancing [ballroom, latin, and other types names to which I unfortunately do not even know]. Our group got to travel around the country and even went to Greece for a month to perform and enjoy the sea and sun of the “country of olive trees and feta cheese.” Every time we had to perform it was one of the most amazing experiences, one of the most amazing feelings. On the day of any performance you can feel the anxiety and anticipation building up. You would usually spend the whole day with your ‘crew’, rehearsing and preparing for the show. The whole day would be filled with anxiety and excitement that you just cannot get enough of, and every activity becomes a communal effort, from doing hair and makeup to helping each other put on the beautiful costumes and make sure they look flawless. And finally the moment comes when you stand behind the curtains nervous but pleasantly euphoric, waiting for the music to start playing. All your emotions that have been building up throughout the day – anticipation, anxiety, excitement, happiness, fear – are starting to come out. And then you hear the music and its your cue to go on stage, and once you are out there, suddenly all those emotions disappear and you become a part of that moment, a part of the act, enjoying every second of it, trying to soak in as much energy from the audience as possible and trying to return as much of it to the audience as you can.

I’d like to say a special ‘Thank You’ to all the actors of the Speakeasy Dollhouse and to everyone who continues to keep this event alive. The Speakeasy Dollhouse is a truly inspiring experience. I must say going there for the second time did not feel redundant at all; instead it gave me a different amazing experience and a different perspective on art and creativity. The only thing I regret is that having been so engaged into the events of the play last night, I forgot to check out the ACTUAL speakeasy dollhouse that was brought to the play for the first time! Well, all the more reason to come back again… 

This time around I got to wear this awesome sparkly flapper costume that I bought for last year's Halloween party. Who knew that I would have a perfect occasion to wear it to again?

Dress: Party City; Shoes: Guess; Bracelet: NY & Company