Seasons of New York

So unfortunately the weather down in South Florida has been a sad one. Just like my sad thoughts the sky cries when I cry. Since this weather has halted my plans for the 5 week challenge i have decided to post this awesome collection of my visitations of New York throughout this past year and a half... Enjoy the weather!

SUMMER

WINTER

FALL

Reasons to move to NYC

I was in NYC a few weekends ago and these pictures are a reason of why I would move there

5 Weeks of Photos

So it's Tuesday afternoon and I have been at home all day watching the FIFA World Cup on my couch, cuddling with my dogs, in my gym clothes. Today is only the second day of my 5 week vacation. On the dining table there is a stack of mail and magazines ready to be opened and read. My ELLE magazine was underneath it all and OMF it finally came in the mail! I was wondering the other day when would I be getting the next issue. As I skimmed through it, I came across an article that talked about how much we depend on our iphones, computers, and TV. Sadly i made the connection to my well productive day on the couch. The only thing I look forward to is the gym time and that could NOT be the highlight of my day. As I read the article, the woman spoke about how beautiful her vacation spot is and how thankful she was for not having the TV in her hotel room to distract her from the natural beauty that was around her.

How could I do this to myself and let TV take control of my daily life! So I decided that I needed to do something exciting and different. My goal is to not spend money on having fun, buying clothes, and eating out. I will take my hobbies and put them to good use! I am going to take daily pictures and see what interesting things I find in new places. See you for the next 5 weeks of Photos!

xoxo

Paula

Fashion Obsession: Chic Marine

The perfect look for a perfect summer season. I'm obsessed with the hues of blues matched with white vertical or horizontal lines. Add spunk with red or yellow colors to complete this Marine look. This will definitely make heads turn to check out your accessories and detailing on your outfit.

Thank you Chanel and Dolce & Gabbana for these wonderful examples.

La Roux the incredible

So I just have to say that this group called "La Roux" is incredible! Love her crazy hair from her fashionable runway make-up, to her asymmetrical/symmetrical clothes, to her loud colors. Definitely an inspiration to my wardrobe and style.

She also has other interesting songs such as "I'm not your toy" and "In for the kill". La Roux has a different sound than what you are used to hearing and it truly is refreshing.

Je T'aime Paris

Parisian Love... Why do people go to Paris to find love? It could be a stressed relationship that needs a new beginning. Or where newlyweds go to start their marriage with unforgettable romance, and irresistible passion. Streets filled with tiny intimate cafes, artists in the streets softly gliding their hands with paint brushes, filling up their blank canvases with modern impressionism art. Fashionistas providing the streets of Paris with their own runway shows and a showcase of the new incredible styles of the season.

Paris is definitely a place of public affection where lovers walk hand in hand, and the occasional kiss or two is unquestionably a symbol of love. This is where most people wish they could go to find true love (well at least for me). I imagine looking up at the Eiffel Tower at night, glamorously illuminated, with an imaginary soundtrack in my head of french music as I fabulously walk down Champs Elysées arm in arm with my french lover. Hopefully this opportunity would happen for me.

Never mind the rude parisians that you've heard about. I could see why they would be rude to atrociously dressed intruders of abroad. Paris is the fashion capital of the world! How much more perfect can a city be with old antique buildings, never loosing the essence of their history, pain, and architecture! Never out with the old, and in with the new. This is how classic Paris can truly be. Classic like red lipstick, classic like Chanel, classic like Marylin Monroe.

Who wouldn't love to see themselves as Carrie Bradshaw on the season 6 finale, "An American Girl in Paris part une et part deux"? I seriously cannot wait to go to Paris to start a new chapter in my life of overpowering love that is close to impossible to have in Florida. Along with my luggage full of fashionable outfits, coats, and shoes and my maltese puppy Steve-O by my side, I will join the love of my life in Paris in a few months.

Retail Therapy

I don't know if this is a problem. All I know is the feeling of how exquisite a new dress drapes over my skin and flaunts my figure. Or how feminine and dangerous new high heels make me feel. How new earrings make my ears stand out with all the extra shine yelling out to the crowd "Hey, I'm shiny and I'm here!". If I had an endless bank account that would fund my shopping, I would totally shop everyday of my life. Can this actually be considered as a hobby?

So I started to think why I love this shopping so much. As I brainstormed this tornado, I slowly came to realize that this "Retail Therapy" could be a problem. I mean, I'm not a hoarder or anything weird like that! I actually give away a lot of my old clothes to friends and to charity to make room for all of my new clothes to fit into my drawers, closet, and hamper! I once heard that if you haven't worn something in over a year, most likely you are not ever going to use that clothing item. So out it goes, and out it went. But I still felt the need of more, more, and more.

Why? I am not obsessed with spending money! I'm actually scared to over spend. I don't splurge on $300 bags, and I don't ever really buy full priced shoes. Well, maybe sometimes. I mostly shop on the sales rack because I always like to feel like I'm getting my money's worth. I mean, I DO work hard for the money!

As I sit here typing this blog, I sigh at my pathetic self. I am a bit conceited, yet a bit insecure. I guess that was it. My insecurities make me do all the shopping. When I feel bad about myself the only thing that makes me feel better is buying that new dress. That new dress that was made specially for me. That last one in my size. I grab it excitedly knowing for sure that it's going to make me look like a million... no..... wait.... a billion bucks! Because I am worth so much more.

So there I am in the fitting room. One on one with that gorgeous dress staring at me with those puppy eyes, asking me as the chosen master to adopt it and take it home. I undress myself, delicately taking off the dress from the hanger as if it was made of glass. I unzip the dress, sliding it on to my body as it contours every angle and curve perfectly. I zip it up and a surprised feeling that has surpassed from the bottom of my stomach swells up to an excited gasp. It almost feels as if a natural radiant light shone behind me as I looked in the mirror. Of course I can't wait to wear it out and show it off to everyone since I'm always getting compliments about my looks, hair, and wardrobe. And that satisfies my ego. A couple of months would go by, and sadly the shine from the dress has been washed out with the dirty water from the washing machine. It has now become another dull particle of clothing in my closet. I have come to notice this hasn't happened with just one dress...... nor one shirt.... nor one jacket. I've always felt like I've won. But in reality, I've lost.

I've lost my money and the feeling I once had. This urge to satisfy my insecurity with new articles of clothing has been a repetitive ongoing process for years! I can't believe that I actually know I have a problem yet I can't seem to stop. It's my cocaine. So, if you find me in the mall with a couple of bags, I hope that you don't remember that I am actually shopping my sorrows, insecurities, and depression away.