Love train

People all over the world, join hands
Start a love train, love train
People all over the world, join hands
Start a love train, love train

The next stop that we make will be soon
Tell all the folks in Russia, and China, too
Don't you know that it's time to get on board
And let this train keep on riding , riding on through

People all over the world, join in
Start a love train, love train
People all over the world, join in
Start a love train, love train

All of you brothers over in Africa
Tell all the folks in Egypt, and Israel, too
Please don't miss this train at the station
'Cause if you miss it, I feel sorry, sorry for you

People all over the world, join hands
Start a love train, love train
People all over the world, join hands
Start a love train, love train.

~ The O'Jays

Blame the mailman

The most exciting part of my life is when I discover new exercises at the gym. The last time I got extremely excited was when my parents finally bought me some dinosaur nuggets (and I finished them in 2 days). Lying on the floor in my bedroom is now considered an activity. Needless to say, my life is pretty monotone. No conflict and no excitement. No despair and no delirium. Nothing stands out anymore, and the days run together like Van Gogh's Night.
The only thing that breaks up this haze are my occasional moments of clarity. It's as if, for a few seconds, I understand what I want and where I'm going, but those moments come just as quickly as they go. Sadly, I slip back into the constants in my life: school, gym, food, sleep. Wash, rinse, repeat. Part of me is waiting for someone to wake me up and say, "Relax, it was only a dream!" And yet, the other side of me tells me that I should be grateful to experience these moments at all. Usually, I end up somewhere in between.

(American Apparel crop top. Urban Outfitters jeans. Nasty Gal leopard booties)

S&S,

Camille

Velvet rope(s)

Woman? Check. Well-behaved? Not so much.

I wish I was an asteroid

I've been getting shortchanged quite a bit lately, as in more than once or twice. A few times would be excusable, but I'm beginning to think that it's me. In my head, I'm tenacious, but it usually doesn't come across that way to other people. In fact, I'm pretty sure that a lot of people think I'm a punk. Then again, there are plenty of other people that think I'm a coldhearted witch, so how am I supposed to rectify one image without further damaging the other? So far, the only solution I have is incredibly cliche: Keep calm and carry on. I know, I'm a cheeseball.

(Victoria's Secret turtleneck and heels. Pants from Mom's closet. American Apparel pouch)

Signed & sealed,

Camille

Meant to be

Seasons greetings (I'm so happy I can finally say that)! So this post is of an old outfit, but the first time I photographed it, the photos ended up weird and discolored. I don't know why I'm suprised, it was a pretty dreary day. These turned out exceptionally better. Anyway, I was feeling a huge 70s influence that day, complete with the all-over denim look and a paisley top. I'm wearing the Litas, available here, here, and basically anywhere, and the pouch I introduced a few posts back. Most days, I feel like I should've been born in another decade, and with this outfit, I'd totally fill in.

(Forever 21 top and jeans. Express denim jacket. Jeffery Campbell heels. American Apparel pouch)

In other news, au revoir November and hello Christmas!

S&S,

Camille

Ghosts of Christmas past/things yet to come

Coming soon...

Signed & sealed,

Camille

Happy (almost) Thanksgiving!

Thanksgiving is in a couple of days, and since the workload for school is winding down before the vacation, I've gotten the chance to reflect (more than I usually do) on the course of my life and such. I'm so glad to be here, living the life I am, around people I absolutely adore. In short, I'm thankful for that.

Additionally, I'm thankful for the fabulous things I've picked up over the last week or two! I didn't snap pictures of everything, but these few are in heavy rotation as of late.

I have worn this faux leather jacket 3 times in the past 5 days, and I'll be wearing it tomorrow. And the leather pouch is the most useful handbag/clutch that I've ever had. Love them both! Jacket by Urban Outfitters, pouch by American Apparel.

Another shot of the jacket and pouch.

I am happiest when I wear sweaters. This one is warm, but it isn't unreasonably heavy. Though it appears white, it's actually cream, a nice change for my wardrobe. By American Apparel.

Before I forget, there's one other thing I'm thankful for: everyone who reads my blog! It's so lovely to speak and be heard, so I hope you all know I appreciate you! Have a wonderful (and filling) Thanksgiving!

xoxo,

Camille