the movements were beautiful

Finally - someone to watch my shows with.

2011-12-05T16:29:00.000-08:00

Comfortable Shoe Post!

2011-10-31T19:29:00.000-07:00

October Playlist

2011-10-31T15:25:00.000-07:00

1) Need by Hana Pestle
2) More by Tyrone Wells
3) Stay by Hurts
4) Dirtbag by Brad Sucks
5) Wonder-Dummied by Brooke Waggoner
6) The Second Time Around by Frank Sinatra
7) Spell It Out by Gavin DeGraw
8) Tear Drop by Jose Gonzalez
9) Girlfriend as Pretty As You by Stephen Kellogg & The Sixers
10) Highlights From a Cold and Desperate Song by Hotel Eden
11) Worrisome Heart by Melody Gardot
12) Sunrise, Sunset by Bright Eyes
13) The Weight of Us by Sanders Bohlke
14) Sylvia Plath by Ryan Adams
15) Never Let Me Go by Florence and The Machine
16) Tears in Heaven by Eric Clapton
17) You've Changed by Stephen Kellogg and the Sixers
18) All Is In Its Own Time by Anandi

September Playlist

2011-09-30T11:12:00.000-07:00

1) What The Water Gave Me by Florence & The Machine
2) Barton Hollow by The Civil Wars
3) Not Going Anywhere by Keren Ann
4) Hold Time by M. Ward
5) Holland by Sufjan Stevens
6) One Day Soon by Luluc
7) Make It Without You by Andrew Belle
8) Seaside by The Kooks
9) Hold On by Angus & Julia Stone
10) Follow Suit by Trent Dabbs
11) For You by Angus and Julia Stone
12) Why Do The Men Stray by Gavin DeGraw
13) Wicked Games (cover) by James Vincent McMorrow
14) Draw You by Angus and Julia Stone
15) Shake It Out by Florence & The Machine
16) Can't Get It Out of My Head by John Paul White
17) Eden by Sarah Brightman
18) Greenback Boogie by Ima Robot

I like...

2011-08-28T23:30:00.000-07:00

I like strange things. I like picking flowers and placing them in between the pages of my journal. I like people watching. I like gloomy weather. I like eating ice cream during winter. I like drinking hot chocolate during summer. I like being by the water. I like cemeteries. I like my mothers homemade dinners. I like old photographs. I like chocolate. I like gazing at the stars and wondering about extraterrestrial life. I like coffee. I like old, worn out books. I like empty, abandoned places. I like the 'Retrocam' on my phone. I like to write. I like supernatural things. I like art. I like cooking breakfast. I like to use Halloween decorations to embellish my bedroom. I like when inspiration strikes.

Fin.

dear neapolitan ice cream...

2011-08-23T20:04:00.001-07:00

No one likes or eats the vanilla portion of your ice cream. Start making boxes with chocolate/strawberry only ;)

Sincerely,
Clarissa
xo

the perks of being a child of the 90's

2011-08-18T16:05:00.000-07:00

spending time in the garden

2011-08-17T08:31:00.000-07:00

Summer in Texas is the worst. It's sunny, hot, and if you're someone who enjoys cold, rainy days, like myself, this weather is not satisfactory. However, I'm risking being exposed to this weather to do some good ole planting today ;)

xo

strawberry banana shake

2011-08-15T11:02:00.000-07:00

I don't claim to know a lot about food or recipes, however, the other day amidst wandering around the kitchen, I ended up throwing together a simple milkshake that ended up being the stuff dreams are made of.

What you need:

-2 large scoops of vanilla ice cream
-1 cup of milk
-5 strawberries
-1 banana

Throw all that shit in the blender, blend, and enjoy ;)

music monday

2011-07-25T01:50:00.000-07:00

Tonight (Ensemble) from West Side Story

I saw a production of West Side Story this weekend and I was most looking forward to this performance, and it didn't disappoint! Seeing this song performed live gave me chills. Such a gem!

the grass harp

2011-07-25T00:25:00.000-07:00

"It may be that there is no place for any of us. Except we know there is, somewhere; and if we found it, but lived there only a moment, we could count ourselves blessed." -The Grass Harp

I read this novel a few summers ago, when I was in a faze where the only thing I would read were novels written by Truman Capote. To this day, it remains to be one of my favorite books. Beautiful, heartwarming, with great quotes and lovable characters. To put it shortly, The Grass Harp is a whimsical little tale about a boy who goes to live in a tree house with his aunt and her best friend. Throughout the story other people from the small Southern town end up in taking residence in the tree house as well. A perfect read for misfits or people that just want to escape the real world for awhile. Give it a read!

xo
Clarissa

music monday

2011-07-18T07:49:00.000-07:00

Details in the Fabric by Jason Mraz ft. James Morrison (Thanks for the rec, Bex!)

rainy mood

2011-07-14T14:57:00.000-07:00

Listen to this song while listening to www.rainymood.com at the same time. Just beautiful. Actually, listen to any song with rainymood in the background and it will be flawless/stunning/etc.

Suggestions:
'After the Storm' by Mumford and Sons
'Asleep' by The Smiths
'Never Think' by Robert Pattinson (shut up, he's amazing)
'Don't Fear the Reaper' by Gus
'I Will Follow You Into The Dark' by Death Cab for Cutie
'Three Rounds and a Sound' by Blind Pilot
'Twilight' by Elliot Smith
'Wonderwall' by Ryan Adams
'The Sound of Silence' by Simon & Garfunkel
'I Saw You in the Wild' by Great Lake Swimmers
'Colorblind' by Counting Crows
'Set The Fire To The Third Bar' by Snow Patrol
'My Vampire Heart' by Tom McRae
'Gold Gold Guns (acoustic)' by Metric

gratitude

2011-07-13T05:16:00.000-07:00

"Grace isn't a little prayer you chant before receiving a meal. It's a way to live." -Jackie Windspear

Be grateful for the things you have. The clean water you drink, the meal on your table each night. The legs you use to walk on, the eyes you use to view the world with. The roof over your head, the warm bed you sleep in at night. The phone you use to text on, the computer you're using to view this blog. Stop complaining about the shoes you can't afford, the expensive car you'll never get, and the minor, insignificant things in life that you don't really need. Be grateful for the things you have, for there are those who have it far worse.

xo
Clarissa

a vintage find

2011-07-13T04:35:00.000-07:00

My memories of early childhood are hazy, at best. The first few years of my life on this planet are nothing more than a blur of images, mixed with a few video clips that I can re-watch because I've got it on film (gotta love home videos). There are only a few vivid memories that stick out for me. Getting a neon yellow bead stuck up my nose while watching The Lion King, the two boys that lived in the house in front of me, who constantly pissed me off with their bowl haircuts and their disdain for my Barney dolls, and my sister giving me "the talk" while using my Barbie dolls as a graphic example. But of all the memories that I can remember, the ones with my grandmother are the ones that I cherish the most.

She was a very kind, gentle woman. She sewed all the time, I still have every pillow and blanket that she made, and her old sewing machine. She'd tell me stories of ghosts that she'd seen while living in Rio Grande City, stories that still haunt me every time I visit that town. I remember wanting to spend all of my time with her. I'd watch the Spanish channel with her, play bingo with her, eat dinner in her room instead of the kitchen, and most of all I just remember her genuine smile, her delicate hands, and the way she always made me feel loved. She died when I was four years old, peacefully in her sleep. Lung cancer being the reason that she was taken from this world, and to this day, her death is the reason why I've stayed away from cigarettes.

Yesterday, I spent the afternoon rummaging through her old jewelry box. The box mainly contained pearls, big Victorian looking pins, and lots of faded gold necklaces. Among the broken and old pieces of jewelry, I found a lovely pair of gold clip on earrings. There's something about them that I find endearing and stunning!

A perfect find for me, due to the fact that I love vintage things, and anything that has to do with my late grandmother. I think I'll be putting these in my jewelry box. ;)

xo
Clarissa

This is amazing.

2011-07-05T22:49:00.000-07:00

words of wisdom of the day

2010-02-28T14:32:00.000-08:00

"Wealth does not come from your bank account, wealth comes from the depth of your heart. What you really want is happiness. You might believe that a fat bank account will get you there, but that's false. Happy people are happy rich or poor, unhappy people are unhappy... rich or poor. Money simply masks your real being by giving you activities to occupy your mind. Don't fool yourself, recession or not, your true wealth comes from your heart and is always only there."