my week in hello kitty bags.

This was a pretty low key week. A big photography paper this week and preparing for a slew of presentations and midterms next week. I wanted to give my nails a rest, but I decided on a whim to paint them with a cheery glitter polish.

Last Saturday, I helped out my friend Ben with his photography assignment—it was so much fun! We kind of took over the courtyard, I think a guy on the phone was staring at us when Ben had me pose with a bird bath. This is the shot his professor chose for the assignment.

After my internship on Friday, I went to the opening of the 34th st Uniqlo. I got myself a new pair of heat tech tights!! and socks! They really are so warm, and I love the knit patterns. And, I asked if I could have a Hello Kitty shopping bag. It's so cute!

This weekend, I also packed up my summer clothes and brought out all my winter jackets and sweaters! It took me two days to organize, but my wardrobe is officially ready for the cold, and just in time. The weather this week has cooled down considerably.

On Friday, I wore a new quilted coat that I got for my birthday this year. I wanted to wear it in a different way (since it's quite a common style) so I threw my little fur collar over it.

I made the first pumpkin loaf of the season earlier tonight. I think I should have baked it longer, because the slice fell apart really easily.

Snapshots from the week:

Haven't seen these toys since the Shanghai metro stations

hehe, eating candy at work

must be an important Escada meeting!

a new chandelier

cute backpack!

Amalia and I strung ghostie lights between our beds (cute ghostie faces not shown)

cloest space.

Last night I decided to pack away all of my winter clothes. The results yielded SIX ENTIRE INCHES of closet space! My clothes can breathe! (totally wish I had done a before to go with this after)

"love, true love" (ala Vizzini from The Princess Bride)

This is the one, and only picture (so far) that I have of me, and two of my best friends at NYU—Johnny and Stephen. Johnny had me at, "Does anyone know how to sew?? I ripped my pokemon pillow case!" and Stephen at, "heyy gurrrl." hehe. just kidding, but not really....I tend to exaggerate, but only if it enhances my story, which it ALWAYS does.

Anyway, these are my friends. They live in 1008-B, and they've adopted me as a third roomie, of sorts. I spend the majority (read: ALL) of my spare time in their room. I'm even considering making Stephen's side of the closet my second closet because he only has two shirts that need to be hung, while my clothes are spilling over onto Laura's (my real roommate) side of the closet. It's a major cause for concern. And my name is on their door, and the other day someone was looking for my room, and was all confused and he said he couldn't find it at first because my name wasn't on the door, just my two [evil] Korean suitemates.

Back to my friends. I love them dearly and would do anything in the entire world for them. I like to think the feeling's mutual, I'm pretty sure it is, at least I hope it is. We can pretend that it is until I confirm.