IT'S NOT A MINI HORSE

Recent purchases...




LEOPARD FREAKING SPERRY'S. I jumped on the Sperry's bandwagon a few years ago. There are a lot of haters out there, but have you tried on a pair? Comf. I had plain ol tan ones. Blah. I was at Chrome the other day, saw these, and fell in love. And leopard. They are leopard. In case you didn't know, I love me some leopard print.

BUTTER LONDON NAIL POLISH IN "ALL HAIL McQUEEN." Butter London is sold in LBK. Really? Really. I've always wanted to try it, so I splurged. This color is perfect. I kind of feel like I'm paying homage to the great McQueen when I wear it. Is that weird? A little? Okay.

ROLLING STONE BEATLES 100 GREATEST SONGS. I almost passed out when I saw this on campus the other day. I've read it three times already. In case you didn't know, I love me some Beatles.



This week is seriously the slowest week...ever. I'm just pumped for the weekend. Why?

Dove Fest, of course. Every Hamiltonian's favorite holiday.



I tend to have a jolly good time and make really heinous faces at the Dove Festival, as depicted in the picture above.



I don't have cable and I don't have homework, therefore I am very bored.





Peace & Love,
Ra

IT WAS LIKE MY UNDERSHIRT HAD AN AFFAIR

The past few weeks have been absolutely insane.  Insane is an understatement, more like a whirlwind of events that took up all of my time, yet went by incredibly fast.






I have neglected Emmie and Eleanor since I've been back in LBK.  They had a heart to heart about it one night while I was hastily digging through my closet trying to find something to wear to Pei Wei.



Spray tans are absolutely frightening while developing.



These outfits were for a philanthropy day skit during Rush. On my way home while cruising down 19th street, I rolled down my windows and was jamming to Iggy Pop. I totally forgot I was wearing a Swiss girl outfit. The stares, oh, the stares.



I was Lady Gaga for skit day. I had to lip sync Bad Romance. I still have plastic platinum blonde hair and red glitter scattered in my house.

So yes, I am in a sorority.  Greek life is huge at Texas Tech.  While it is one of the best decisions I have made in college, I'm not one who gets caught up in the status of it all.  I've met some cool people through it and I've met some jerks through it.

EVERY sorority out there has that group of girls who are catty, snobby and think they are better.  It is those girls who give it all a bad rep.

Rush is a crazy, crazy time.  Being on the other side, I finally saw how intense things can get.  After two days, I was on the phone with my mom bawling my eyes out.  I seriously do not know how I got into one of the top sororities on campus.  I make a terrible first impression and I'm a nerd.  A complete weirdo.  Lovely Rita said I am too hard on myself, but seriously. Every night before going to bed, I thought about all the girls who got cut from a sorority they really liked. Wondering what it was about them that wasn't good enough. Or talkative enough. Or skinny enough. Or wasn't rich enough. Or wasn't smart enough. While they probably weren't cut for those reasons, it makes perfect sense why a girl would worry about that. That's just how Rush is. Everywhere.


On another note, my life is slowly getting back to normal. School has started, I'm moved in, and I am back into a routine. Booooring.




Peace & Love,
Ra

TENNIS, KAYAKS, AND JOIKS

This is an older picture from when I was an avid LOOKBOOK user.  Seriously though, I feel the need to stress the fact that everyone needs a black pencil skirt in their wardrobe.



My life needs to be normal again.





Peace & Love,
Ra

ZE WEENER

CONGRATS TO JO FROM SUN KISSED!


I talk 90 mph.