summer bucket list

i'm not entirely sure what it was that inspired me to make a summer bucket list. i believe one day i was talking to the lovely emily about some things we wanted to do this summer, and somehow, i ended up starting a list of things i wanted to do before summer kicked the bucket. there are a couple things i maaybe plan to do this summer that i felt too weird about putting on the list and exposing to the internet, or even saying to anyone other than myself as a passing thought which i quickly shoo out of my mind (maybe a winky face should go here, maybe not, you know what i'm saying?). but this stuff all made it.

go to the zoo. i've made so many people promise to go on trips to the zoo with me this summer, and if i don't end up going to the zoo at some point, there will be some serious blind rage come september. there was a phase in my life (it was sometime during middle school, maybe sixth grade), where i went to the zoo approximately 10 times in a couple months, and i probably haven't been back to the zoo since because no one ever wants to go to the zoo with me. if you know me in real life and you wanna go to the zoo, please, let me know. i need more zoo buddies. 

obtain driver's license. don't talk to me about this. i'm 20 and i have no driver's license and two nickelodeon shows have mocked me for this openly in the past, and it hurt my feelings. i've failed two road tests (frowny face) so even though i am the proud owner of my own car (maybe we'll do an episode of mtv cribs about my car in the future) i cannot legally drive it by myself because stupid no driver's license. hopefully this will be corrected soon. 

scrabble tournament. "boy" and i have big scrabble plans, and by "big scrabble plans" i mean we've been talking about playing scrabble together for over a month now when i noticed that on an entire shelving unit in his apartment there was only a rubik's cube and scrabble. it only got better when taylor swift tweeted "Super weird how all of a sudden everyone is busy when I text them "hey want to come over and have a Scrabble tournament??"" and by "better" i mean we needed to play scrabble even more.

go minigolfing. i believe this might be the first big expedition emily and i will go on once i get my license. by big expedition, i mean a 10 minute car ride from my house to the minigolf place. the other plan is the drive in, but that's a bigger expedition. 

finish watching the middle. you know i'm hella into the middle right now.

get belly button pierced. okay, now this one might never get achieved. when i was younger, my dad told me if i ever got a piercing that wasn't on my ears or a tattoo, he would disown me, disinherit me, and kick me out of the house. i think he was kidding. i'm 99% sure he was kidding. that 1% doubt and my massive fear of needles may stop me from achieving this. 

make flower crowns. you don't know how bad i want a flower crown. i found a really nice diy tutorial for making your own flower crowns one time, so i'm going to hopefully do this with emily this summer so that next summer we can go to lots of festivals looking like indie princesses. 

go on a picnic. picnics sound really cute even though they probably aren't, and they sound like something i would do while wearing a flower crown. 

go stargazing. this just sounds all romantic and stuff, and i'm big into romantic and stuff. it's probably not so nice, you probably get bit by lots of mosquitos, and it's probably chilly and gross, but i will try many things that sound romantic and fantastic once. 

catch fireflies. cliche summer yes please.

make a scrapbook. so my estimate is that most of my friends will go back to school before i start classes, you know, since moving in and stuff and we all probably start classes at the same time. so i think i can spend like the last week of my summer chronicling my summer in a scrapbook and that would be kind of cute and fun, right? 

30 day squat challenge. if you've never heard of the 30 day squat challenge, this is a link to it. once upon a time, i was incredibly close to completing it, and then i gave up on like, the last two days because i'm a lazy, lazy son of a bitch. so now i'm going to do it and actually finish it. today is actually day 6. 

go thrifting. i always think that thrifting sounds like a really fun idea, but then i never find anything good, and everything completely reeks of laundry detergent and i have a baby asthma attack in the store, buuuut i feel like it could be fun to go thrifting for stuff to upcycle? i've been kind of into upcycling and sewing lately. 

make popsicles. because i'm allergic to anything, i can't go to the store and buy a box of popsicles and get sticky and disgusting while eating them. but sometimes a girl just wants popsicles, okay?

put on fake tattoos. literally, i don't have any clue. this sounds fun. 

watch the office and arrested development. i feel like these are two things i was supposed to have done long before now, so i plan to achieve them this summer. 

hair chalking. due to allergies to everything, i will never be able to dye my hair funky colors, so once emily finishes her fancy professional job where she can't have weird colored hair (aka sometime in august) we are going to potentially chalk our hair weird funky colors (for some reason this just reminded me of the "spell eye-cup and then say funky colors" thing you used to do to kids when you were little) (if you didn't do this, it's "i see you pee funky colors", which i don't know why we ever thought was funny but i'm still laughing now).

bake a loaf of bread. i keep saying i'm going to bake bread, and it's at a point where my own father believes it is never going to happen, so now i have to make it happen.

have a sleepover. would it be a sort of teenager (i'm not a teenager at all who are you) summer without a sleepover? 

make a summer playlist. this is probably going to be a really lame playlist full of cheesy romantic songs because that's the kind of summer i'm anticipating. like actually. i think it'll be pretty cool to have a list of songs that remind me of the summer of 2014, though. 

watch a sunset. honestly this just falls under the category of more stupid romantic sounding things i want to do. what if i had a picnic while watching the sunset and the picnic was comprised of sandwiches on the bread i baked and at the time i was wearing a flower crown in my chalked hair and then also i was wearing something i thrifted and listening to my summer playlist and also i drove somewhere with my license and then we stayed there and stargazed and caught fireflies and i took pictures of all of this to put in a scrapbook? 

blanket fort. what i really mean by "blanket fort" is that i want to build a super rad blanket canopy and then get under it and watch movies all day with somebody who will snuggle me as it happens. 

ride a carousel. a fact you should know about me is that i really, really like carousels, possibly more than any sane person should love carousels. one time i picked a college to attend based partially on the fact that they had a carousel (it didn't work out), but like, they had a carousel. and i love carousels. 

take up yoga. i always want to be super into yoga and like earthy and healthy and exactly the kind of person you would expect to do yoga, and i figure the first easiest step to doing this would be to start doing yoga in the first place.

establish a morning routine. to be honest, the best times in my life correspond to times when i am sleeping in a regular cycle, getting up early, and doing a morning routine, but instead i generally spend my summers sleeping in and not having any kind of routine. i don't want that this summer. 

and a nighttime routine. i think a nighttime routine might help make a morning routine a little easier, that's all. 

those are all the things on my summer bucket list for now! i might add some more later, or just do some cool stuff and think "wow that should have been on my summer bucket list." i am curious what everyone else plans to do with their summer so please share your feelings with me.

um okay bye,

kristina

friday quote

last week was friday letters, and alternatively, this week is friday quotes. this is going to be a pretty regular, every other week thing. we'll see how it goes. 

sometime in january, a friend of mine told me i should pick up a man without a country by kurt vonnegut. i immediately did; literally, i came home from class that afternoon and read the entire thing in one sitting. i was pissed. i was pissed because the book wasn't longer, because it only took me one afternoon and not a lifetime to read. it is a book full of the most beautiful sentiments, and i would strongly recommend it to anyone who enjoys reading. 

but that's not what i want to talk about today. i want to talk about this exact quote. but to start off, i want to show you a picture of me and some of my former friends in high school (i'm in the middle, lookin' a little frizzy because it was like, at least 1000 degrees and humid out that evening).

i can honestly tell you that this picture was taken during one of the least happy times of my life, and there are probably around 30 pictures of me from this night, and you know what? you can't tell in a single one of them. this was a phase in my life when i was miserable all the time (as was most of high school, but i'll talk about this some other time), and i still managed to look happy. 

thing is, this quote is totally the right idea. it's okay to feel like shit, and it's okay to have dark times. no one wants to stay in dark times though. dark times aren't fun in any way at all. but just because you're having a dark time doesn't mean you don't have happy moments, just like how when your general feeling is happy, you can have sad moments.

it's all about acknowledging the happy moments. that night was a happy moment. and i acknowledged it was a happy moment, said to myself "if this isn't nice, i don't know what is", and maybe later i went back to feeling miserable, but for that moment, i didn't let my misery stop me from feeling happiness.

in another dark time in my life, i used to keep a journal of happy things about my day, just to keep myself accountable and reassure myself that it wasn't all bad. and it's not. you just have to let yourself feel it when it's nice.

but really, go read a man without a country, it's a stellar read.

um okay bye,
kristina

stuff i like a lot

i suppose this is sort of going to be a series. every other wednesday, i am going to do a post called "stuff i like a lot" (wow original wow creativity wow go kristina really work that noggin) where i just talk about/show you stuff that i happen to like a lot at that moment in time. it's sort of fun, maybe? we'll see. maybe it'll catch on, maybe it won't. if anyone at all has a title suggestion, please. let me know. 

anyhow, since i forgot to prewrite this post (oops) this one is going to be maybe a kind of short one. i'm really tired, and it's late on tuesday night, and i have to babysit tomorrow, so this is just going to get pounded out. my sincerest apologies. 

so currently stuff i like a lot:

denim high waisted shorts. i could actually live in the cut off levi's i bought from urban outfitters (cough severely overpriced) last year. i seem to have lost some weight recently so they finally fit juuust perfect and they're so comfortable and adorable and anyone who tells me high waisted shorts aren't cute can take their opinion and shove it somewhere that the sun don't shine that's all i'm saying.

the fault in our stars. i saw the movie yesterday kind of by accident, and while, to be honest, i thought it could have been better, i cried so much that i think it's earned its place on this list. 

young and beautiful. the lana del ray song, yes. the one that was in gatsby, yes. the one that maybe gave me a panic attack the other night from listening to it for too long on repeat, yes. it's just so hauntingly beautiful, okay? leave me alone! 

the middle. i've been trying to catch up on the middle for like months now, but i kept being not that into it. then i got really into girls for a while and stopped watching it. and then i caught up on girls and didn't want to binge watch any shows ever because i was depressed about having no more girls to watch. but now! let me tell you. i'm kind of obsessing over the middle. sometimes i secretly swoon about axel a little (don't tell "boy"). 

can't blame a girl for trying. this song is by a fifteen year old (sabrina carpenter) who happens to be starring in the new boy meets world spinoff, and i'm pretty excited about her. this song is actually my jam and reminds me of the day i spent cleaning my carpet while listening to it which brings me to...

cleaning carpets with shaving cream. i'm ending my post with this because honestly it is the most brilliant thing i've ever witnessed in my life. so if you're all pretty dumb like me, you probably have black eyeliner stains all over your cream colored carpet from when you were in ninth grade and wore your eyeliner like taylor momsen post leaving gossip girl (i can't lie, i looked like a raccoon, i'm sorry). also you probably one time dropped a pot of loose black eyeshadow on your carpet and left the largest stain of all time that could not be vacuumed out. i had almost lost hope when i read about this online. 

all you gotta do is take some plain old shaving cream (i literally borrowed my father's... thanks dad!) and put it on wet carpet and rub it in really really hard with a wet washcloth and then once it's real rubbed in (you won't be able to see it anymore) rewet the washcloth so it's not shaving cream-y anymore and rub it some more until the shaving cream comes out and you will be amazed. if you do not believe me, i display here my before and after pictures. life changing shit, i tell you. i actually promise you that's my actual carpet in the actual same spot. i almost wish i had more eyeshadow spills to clean. 

um okay bye,

kristina

one and a half

a little under a year and a half ago, on january 26, 2013, the newest member of my family came home. she joined us to become the most spoiled dog of all time. when i met her on december 29th, she was 20 days old, weighed just about a pound, and was all snuggled up with her sister and three brothers, looking remarkably like rufus the naked mole rat from kim possible (if you don't want to play the rufus bueno nacho game now, you're lying). i shall spare you the images of her at this phase in her life, because honestly she wasn't that cute and is cuter now.

but once she came home, she was damn adorable. and annoying. she used to do the most yippiest bark in the world, and she's still pretty yippy, but i accept her. when she first came home, she was afraid of the kitchen floor, couldn't even do the single step from our family room into our kitchen, and couldn't even dream of hopping on the couch. it's funny because i think she's so small now, but really, she came home like a third of the size she currently is. but she's still small enough that i get to carry her around like the baby that she is.

oh right, but annoying. she's afraid of bowls, so we have to feed her off a spare kitchen floor tile. sometimes she drinks out of glasses. sometimes she refuses to eat. sometimes she forgets to finish pushing when she's pooping so i have to wipe my dog's ass. but i wouldn't trade her for the world. the puppy love is real in this house. there's no other dog i will let lick my face (sometimes in my mouth no shame). if any other dog peed on me, i would lose my mind. my love for this dog is unreal. i think i love her more than 99.9% of people i know.

be real, no other dog is going to let me put her in a halloween costume and love it, or be happier once i put a bow in her hair than she was before it was in. get. real. being the first and only dog i've ever owned means that knowing her for the past year and a half has been a constant adventure of ankle nibbling, leg jumping, chasing around the house, and a constant hilarious case of the "zoomies" (if you have a small dog i promise you know what i'm talking about if you think hard enough).

but like i said, nobody's got my heart like you do, penny. happy half birthday! thank you for a year and a half of kisses, naps, farts in my face, and loving, and hopefully here is to many many years more.

um okay bye,

kristina

baby haul: jawbreaking and target

i have a confession to make. i maybe like shopping too much. but the other side of my struggle is that i like having money too much, so it ends up balancing out to a healthy amount of buying and saving. thank god that i love counting money is all i'm saying. 

aaaaaaanyway, last thursday i impulsively did a little online shopping in the fifteen minutes before i needed to leave my house, and i am now 130 some odd dollars poorer. oops. i'm still waiting for my forever 21 order to come (it'll probably be here by the time this post goes up, though... oops), but the shirts i ordered from jawbreaking came on tuesday, coincidentally the same day my sister needed to go to target to get some new shoes for a job interview and... wellllllll.... let's just say i'm now more like 170 dollars poorer. 

i'm actually slightly ashamed to admit i spent 30 dollars on the "don't know don't care" t shirt from jawbreaking, but i have been obsessively checking the website approximately 5 days a week for approximately two months waiting for it to be in stock again, and when it finally was, i was not missing out. 

that shirt, and the "overdressed" shirt (also from jawbreaking, but this one was on sale for only 20 dollars heck yeah!), are literally the softest shirts i've ever owned in my entire life. i want to live my whole life in them. my only complaints are that the "overdressed" one is a little see-through (or, well, maybe it's because i tried it on with a hot pink bra under it. yeah. maybe that one was my fault) aaaaaaaand that their t-shirts don't come in xs. come on, jawbreaking, when you're selling unisex tees, you gotta think of the tiny girls. literally everyone hates this complaint in the world, but it's a real problem. i don't like buying the smallest size possible and still slightly swimming in my clothes. 

nothing some tucking and tying up can't fix, though. 

since i'm unorthodox, i obviously just went bottom to top, and now i'm going right to left, #sorrynotsorry. the other side of the image is my target purchases (i also bought some pepper jack cheese sticks, but i figured you could live without seeing those), both of which were priced at a delightful $17.99.

the black thing is not yoga pants, but instead the world's softest black maxi skirt with a yoga pants waist and it is extremely comfortable. they didn't have an extra small at my target unfortunately (story of my life, apparently), so it's a little loose at the waist, but some appropriate styling will make it work out just fine. you gotta do what you gotta do to get soft and cute clothes. 

aaand if you didn't anticipate this after yesterday's post, the last thing is a skort. a cute little daisy print skort. yes i am in fifth grade, yes this saves me from wearing spandex under everything, yes this makes it so i can wear a really short skirt without worrying about flashing my butt and my lady bits to every person within a fifty foot radius of me. again, they only had a small (seriously... so much the story of my life that it hurts), but it's an elastic waist meaning it's not actually too big. i am so obsessed with this skort. they definitely had them in other prints, and i am definitely thinking about going back and buying more. 

anticipate seeing most of these clothes eventually in outfit of the day posts and probably anticipate another haul of my forever21 purchases (well, hopefully. because. well, hopefully they actually fit and are cute and great). 

um okay bye,
kristina

friday letters

emily, thank you for letting me use your blog as inspiration for my blog. thank you for letting me read your novel as you write it. thank you for writing everything you do. you inspire me every day, and i am very lucky to call you my best friend. also i'm really looking forward to adventuring with you tomorrow. 

forever21, i'm pretty pissed at you for never sending me a shipping notification even though (according to your website and fedex) my clothes totally freaking shipped. can you not do that? rude. 

any and all of my friends, someone please go to the zoo with me asap. this is not a joke. this is not a test. do not pass go and do not collect 200 dollars. just go to the zoo. seriously, i'll pay, that's how bad i want to go to the zoo. 

skorts, thank you for being kind of fashionable again i like the fifth grade style freedom you give me.

adam, i know we have our differences (a lot... we have a lot of differences, okay?), but i'm glad you're coming back around to being part of my life. when we can avoid fighting, i have some of the most meaningful conversations with you, and it's also really rad how willing you still are to help me out when i'm in crisis mode.

my neighbor's son, i should be completely pissed at you that i walked up through the woods so you could find the path into your backyard for you to not even show up that way, but i got the most stunning view of the sunset over the water, so i forgive you.

target, why do all of your dresses suck right now? okay, but thank you for deciding to hop on the skort trend because i missed skorts. 

baby pygmy goats, all of you, come live with me. you're so cute and hoppy and i want to squish your little bodies in a loving way.

"boy", any time you want to repeat sunday night and watch spongebob, i am one hundred and ten percent down with that, as long as you are one hundred and ten percent down with me quoting along with the episodes out loud. i literally have the best time with you every time i'm with you.  

um okay bye,
kristina

hola tannerinos!

welcome, my new friends, to this corner of the internet. my name is kristina, and i will be your benevolent guide! i've cycled through like 37 blogs, and i'm just never feeling it. that's probably not something i should tell you, but i like to be open and honest. open honesty and i are truly good friends. i think i'm really feeling it this time. 

so here are some things you should know about me, other than the fact that i am named kristina. my dad picked my name randomly out of a book, so i picked my blog name randomly off of fashionblognamegenerator.com, which i'm pretty sure is a joke anyway. i'm 20 years old, and i used to go to community college but now will be starting at a university in the fall, where i'll be studying physics, probably with lots of boys. i really like sparkly things, malteses, the number 37, and going to the zoo. i have very limited shame regarding what i say on the internet, so this might be fun. i am passionately opposed to capital letters, the fact that i'm not blair waldorf, consuming raw or undercooked eggs, and wearing loungewear in public. 

my goal is to blog 4 days a week: monday, wednesday, friday, and saturday (or as i fondly refer to it, caturday). please be gentle with me if i do not succeed, i am a very delicate flower. i'm just gonna do me, and if you like it, you can read it, and if you don't, you're lying to yourself because i'm hella fun. by "gonna do me" i mean probably a combination of random babbling thoughts, really crappy advice, fashion stuff, and diys.

before i go, there are some people you need to meet. and by people i mean a person, a dog, and an ambiguously titled individual. 

this is my best friend emily. well, or, half of her. she's like, my partner in crime, and this is us adventuring in some woods. you'll probably see her a lot, or maybe you should just go over to her blog, which is gotta get back to her, which you should at least look at for no reason other than that i made her stunning breathtaking amazing gorgeous header (i don't mean to toot my own horn but ah-toots mah-goots). no but seriously, her blog is pretty rad. you will certainly be seeing much of her, at least through the summer until she leaves me again for school (insert the sound of my heart breaking into a million little pieces here). she is the serena to my blair and tolerates all of the embarrassment contained in this tiny body all the time, for which we are very grateful. we officially became best friends in 2012 when i was her yearbook editor (that inappropriate boss-worker relationship, am i right?).


the next most important individual you need to be aware of is penny, aka penelope, aka poopster, aka my main bitch (literally). like hell yeah you better believe that's a picture of us spooning. she's a maltese who is approximately a year and a half old at this moment in time, and she weighs a little over six pounds. she is both the largest pain in my ass in the world and the love of my life. i swear she is either the stupidest dog alive or a dog genius, but i'm not sure which one. 


the last individual you should be aware of is going to ambiguously be referred to as "boy", at least for right now (quotations and all) mainly because he doesn't know about this, and i'm not ready to tell him, and i don't want to violate his privacy. we're probably going to go on hella adventures in the future, so just, don't be confused about "boy", alright? 

well, welcome to my corner of the internet. i'm not sure what exactly, but i'm pretty sure i'm princess of something (i'm still waiting for my grandmother to tell me i'm princess of genovia, but apparently genovia is a fictional country anyway).

um okay bye, 

kristina (i'll work on my sign off i swear)