Down the Rabbit Hole

White rabbits are mysterious and gentle creatures. Soft white coats and beady black eyes. Hiding in the snow or burrowing in the brush.

Got my rabbit mask and did a little fall photoshoot.

Glamour 101: Intro to really awesome red lips

I added a few new lime crime products to my makeup collection recently..the 55% sale definitely helped!

I just recently got Glamour 101, Dragonscales and Nymph. I basically fell in love with Glamour 101. I adore the look of red lipstick and this one is a nice deep wine color. I liked Dragonscales when Xenia gave me a makeover back in winter last year so I figured I'd get it. It's a shimmery mix of brown with a hint of blue..really pretty. Nymph looks nice for everyday added sparkle that's subtle..or it looks nice on a night out as an accent..so I bought that as well.

Dragonscales on the lid with Nymph shimmer

Glamour 101

Glamour 101, Dragonscales on the lid and Nymph on the brow bone. Kinda hard to see because of my mono lids..I wish I could figure out a look that would go with them.

Glamour 101 looks great with black and white..it's just so dramatic!

Autumn leaves..

I made a little hair thingy..

Weekend visits to sculpture gardens!

Working full time and also being a full time Occupational Therapy student is a bit hectic at times. Often although I have weekends off from work and class..I have to spend them studying or collapsing due to lack of sleep during the week. For the past few weekends I was lucky to have some time to spend with close friends and explore some awesome sculpture gardens not far from my hometown.

These are of my friend and I at the Pepsico garden:














The following weekend my other friend was home..so we spent a gorgeous autumn day at the Collaborative Concepts farm exhibit in Garrison:









Hope your autumn is going well so far! I'm excited for Halloween..currently I'm making my costume..I'm not sharing anything yet though..it's gonna be a surprise! Keep an eye out for an after-Halloween post!

An old Autumn poem of mine

Footsteps down a path of burnt grass,
From the fires that spread from the trees all ablaze.
Sometimes I wonder,
Beyond all the oranges, yellows, and reds,
It it might, by chance,
Catch a glimpse of white or blue.
But it's cold, yet crisp,
Crunchy and thick and deep.
Wool sweaters and leather boots,
Push away rainbow ashes.
It's visually burning but cold and fresh.
They say it's all dying.
I think it's beautiful.
It's like everything is getting ready for a costume party.
All the foliage are cloaking themselves in colors,
Perhaps just reflecting or absorbing different parts of the spectrum.
They dress up their xylem and phloem with carotenoids.
And then spritz a bit of cinnamon and musk.
Then, when the breeze comes to take them all away,
They take wing, and dance.




This is a tiny woodland frog I found last year.

Trail of Trees

Today I took out my mountain bike to the nearby bike trail. It's one of my favorite places. I love going every season to see the changing leaves or the spring flowers blooming along the trailway. My dad used to take my siblings and I every weekend. One time he showed us a black cherry tree. He peeled away the bark on one of the branches to reveal what was called indian gum. It was minty and chewy. I wish I knew what to look for so I could find it again.

I like to go in the direction towards Yorktown. Despite the numerous road crossings, I still think it's the most beautiful way to go. You pass a few parks and still get a decent amount of woodsy trailways. But hands down my favorite part of going that direction is crossing over the croton bridge. When you ride over the wooden boards it's all bumpy and rickety. When I was little I used to go "aaaaaaa" so that it made a silly sound from all the bumpiness. And who can say I still don't do it sometimes? Haha.

This past summer, I saw a few girls cliff diving down below the bridge. That looked like the best idea. One girl was on the edge of the bridge and her friends were yelling at her to jump. Thank god she didn't. The bridge is ridiculously high and she would have definitely gotten hurt.

The bridge is best when it's completely empty though. It's nice and quiet and peaceful and you can sit and look out on the water. Sometimes I see an old man in a rowboat with his rod in the water. Things like that just make me smile.

All Hallow's Eve 2009

I had never been to the village parade in NYC, so I decided to go this year just to get it out of the way and such.

I met up with a friend who goes to the Fashion Institute of Technology and we marched in the pouring rain in an overcrowded parade. It was interesting to see all the costumes and floats, but I don't know if I'd ever do it again.

I was dressed up as the season of Autumn:

I made the dress out of an old flowy skirt and sewed faux leaves on it.

Vote for my photo!!!

I entered my landscape photo for a local calendar contest and I would really really love it if it got into the calendar! So if you could please vote for it I would dearly appreciate it and love you forever!

It's the 36th row down. In the Autumn category. And it's the center photo in the row. It looks like this:

This is the link to vote: http://www.nypennysaver.com/doSomething/calendarphotocontest/votePhoto.aspx

Thank you soo much darlings!!!

The rain longed to be snow...

Welcome to the forest! Hopefully soon I'll be posting photos and thoughts, I just have to fine-tune a few things around here. I hope you find what you were looking for in my blog.

Today, the rain reminded me of a swaying silky curtain. It fell so light and thin, and it was falling on an angle. It was autumn rain, because I know that if it was colder, it would have fallen like snow.

Here's a lovely song by Regina Spektor that I always think of when it rains: