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FASHIONChloe Gordon

In one of my classes, we’ve been watching a movie called Searching for Sugar Man.  It’s a documentary about an underground — presumably dead — musician who lived his life not knowing that a bootleg copy of his music went viral in South Africa after someone brought it back from America. It’s a super great movie and I totally recommend it, but the reason I’m bringing it up isn’t to talk about the movie, but to talk about the lyrics within Sugar Man’s songs. 

I’m not really a music person. I love listening to music, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t know a lot of artists or song names, I just kind of listen to what I like when I’m feeling it, if that makes any sense at all. However, when I heard Rodriguez’s music I was infatuated. They’re just so poetic and perfect, and despite the fact of not being able to think of another adjective that starts with a P, I totally recommend you check out his stuff! Especially the songs “Sugar Man” and “I Wonder.”

Speaking of poetic and perfect things, can we take a moment to appreciate Free People clothes as of lately. They are seriously too perfect I can’t get over it — I mean check out how cool these leggings are. They’re the kind of clothes that you can throw on when you’re not feeling your prettiest and then feel transformed into a chic Pinterest person. So do yourself a favor and check out their newest stuff, you won't regret it. 

Oh and one more perfect thing? Marshall, the amazing person behind these pictures! He’s seriously so talented, and I feel lucky to have been able to shoot with him. Check out his Instagram if you're in need of some photographic inspiration, another thing you for sure won’t regret. 

outfit info:
tunic (c/o)  / grey hat  (c/o) / leggings (c/o) / black hat  

Thanks for reading! 

virtual closet

FASHIONChloe Gordon

Finding an outfit before an 8am class is a challenge within itself. Finding a cute outfit before an 8am class is beyond challenging, it’s equivalent to running an ultra marathon with no prior training. In fact, if you look cute the day you have an 8am, you deserve an award (preferably a Starbucks with extra shots of whatever has the most caffeine). 

I happen to have an 8am three days of the week, and the struggle has been real as of lately. I decided I am going to make virtual outfits (because I can and it’s easier than buying new clothes) to prove to people that I know what cute outfits look like, I just don’t have the time or the money (thanks, college) to actually look put together on Monday, Wednesday, or Friday. 

So here’s outfit number one. Also, mom, if you’re reading this, consider it a prequel to my birthday wish list (love you). 

1. jeans
2. sweater
3. backpack
4. shoes

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an embarrassing story


I’m the queen of embarrassment. Not a day goes by where I don’t embarrass myself somehow, in someway, somewhere. It doesn’t matter if I’m with my best friend, my mom, my brother, a boy I have a crush on, or just by myself. I will embarrass myself. 

So with that being said, I have an embarrassing story to tell. Every time I post an embarrassing story on the internet, I ask myself why, but then I think it could make someone chuckle (and therefore make their day a little bit better) or someone can relate to me and make me feel like less of an embarrassment to society. Either way works, really. 

So, it all started Sunday morning. I woke up pretty early for a weekend, we’re talking 7am, and a boy on my floor also happened to be awake. We went outside to sit by the pond by our dorm so we could talk without waking everyone else in our dorm up, and while chatting, we decided that we should take a little drive up to the mountains by our college. I was super excited to get off campus for a little bit and explore the beautiful scenery up close, because I usually only stare at it from afar. 

So we then hopped in his car, took a pit stop at Starbucks for some breakfast, and then headed up the mountain, windows down, music playing. 

When we got there, we parked in a little parking lot and walked to the lookout point. It really wasn’t too far of a walk, but there were a ton of rocks that we had to climb over. I jokingly told my friend that if I hurt myself it was his fault.

We finally made it to the lookout point and sat and enjoyed the scenery. It seriously was prettier than anything I had ever seen before. After we finished taking in the beauty, we headed back to the car. 

I made it past the big rocks, and by the time I got to the little rocks I stopped paying attention because they really weren’t that intimidating. This was a big mistake. I ended up tripping on a little baby rock, falling to the ground, and severely hurting my ankle. 

I didn’t realize how badly I had hurt myself until I stood up. Luckily, my friend had taken my arm, because the second I stood up, I felt intense pain and all the blood rushed to my head. I then proceeded to faint. On top of my friend. 

I remember waking up sprawled across him wondering how the heck I ended up on the ground. I was absolutely mortified that I knocked him to the ground, but luckily he only ended up with a few scratches. 

So not only did I severely sprain my ankle, but I fainted on top of my friend. 

This story is so embarrassing that I feel like it will be one that I end up telling my kids and eventually my grandkids. Everything that could have gone wrong on our little adventure did go wrong. 

As I type this, three days later, I have a big boot on my foot and can barely walk across campus. Life is rough as a clumsy college student, let me tell you. 

Do you have any embarrassing stories that I need to hear about?
Thanks for reading!