Saturday, April 12, 2014

What I Would Wear to Coachella

Coachella 2014
Since coming to college, I've really begun to romanticize music festivals. There is something so nostalgic and carefree and lovely about listening to your favorite bands in a giant field all day and all night. Even though it's across the country, Coachella is definitely on the bucket list (...someday...). In honor of all the Coachella festivities happening this weekend, I put together a collage of what I would wear to the festival. I want to look crisp and classic: a black and white checked bikini (you never know when you'll run into a pool?), a plain white tee (my favorite are Vince tees), overalls (because I can't think of anything more comfortable), a baseball hat (I really love any of the Ebbets Field Flannel hats), and these killer gladiator booties from Dolce Vita. I saw them in the window at Heery's downtown and have been thinking about them ever since. So naturally I added them to my Coachella fantasy. Accessory-wise, I'd load up on bangles (ArM pArTy AmIrIgHt?) and sport some killer shades (probably a different pair a day) and a purse that looks like a camera (Kate Spade, duh). I don't know why I really want to wear overalls to Coachella, but once the thought popped into my head, I just couldn't shake it. Leandra Medine said something about overalls and about how they were the cool French kid's uniform. So effortless, so bizarrely universal. So perfect for a music festival.

If I were to be at Coachella in real life in real overalls and not just in my daydreams in dream overalls, here are the shows I would be grooving at:

The Knife
Ellie Goulding
Haim
Bastille
Pharrell Williams
Skrillex
The 1975
Lorde


eeeeeeeeeeeeep

{currently listening to}

Thursday, April 3, 2014

80 Degrees and Up

As much as Athens is famous for punk and indie and rock-n-roll (B-52's, R.E.M.), there is a significant country scene here. Acts like Zac Brown and Lady Antebellum tribute the renowned Georgia Theater as favorite venues, (Zac even has a live album called "Live at the Georgia Theater") and Luke Bryan and Jason Aldean made their marks on the town last year when they made history as the first concert played at Sanford Stadium, Home of the DAWGS. Besides live music, you can find top 40 country music pouring out of Frat houses on Saturday nights and out of about every bar and restaurant downtown. And even though I've heard Darius Rucker's version of "Wagon Wheel" an obnoxious amount of times, when a roomful of my friends (people I know and just random UGA students in general) and I are belting out the words in perfect sync, my heart flops a little. What exactly is in Johnson City, Tennessee? And why will I die free if I die in Raleigh? Who knows, who cares.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

How Musicals Defined My Personal Style

Angela Lansbury in Mame (1966)
Growing up, my dream job was to be a Broadway star. The dream evolved from an incessant amount of Broadway Kids  I sang along with in the carpool line, a natural feeling of comfort up on a stage, and mostly from listening to old Broadway records in my grandparents' den. Now, at age twenty, there is nothing so comforting as hearing some of my favorite show tunes. It's like bumping into an old friend unexpectedly; memories of the good times we shared, evocative melodies, big dreams, glittery costumes, and happily-ever-afters all flood back. It's not shocking at all that Broadway is so attractive to a dreamer with the problem of a runaway imagination. Musicals seem more natural than real life: sometimes there is no better way to express what you're feeling than with music. I often wish I could broke out into synchronized song and dance whenever I felt like it. TBH, I do this quite often, if only in the very depths of my imagination.

On this happy Tuesday in Athens, I turned up the volume on my Broadway Spotify playlist (aptly named "Nostalgia") and I have categorized below a number of favorite Broadway memories and their influence on my personal style.

Monday, March 10, 2014

Best Things About Being 20: The End of an Decade, the Start of an Age


There is a lot of nostalgia happening right now as has been happening all week really. It's midnight and I just turned a year older. I'm probably making 20 out to be a bigger deal than it really is. I mean age is just a number right? In reality, time is still ticking. I'm older now than I was ten minutes ago. In a year I'll be 21. In 10 years I'll have a third decade under my belt. 

The thing about time is that it is constant for all of us. We all get seven years of teendom if we are so lucky. We each have 24 hours in a day, no more, no less than our neighbor. We all have the opportunity to wake up and live each day as if it were our last. No one is guaranteed another year, another birthday. I'm grateful to be sitting here in this very moment, drinking in my first few breaths of 20 years old. 

So that's why I, Anna Elizabeth, perched here on my childhood twin bed, type-type-typing away at my musical keyboard at the crux of a new age, vow to live each day forward in the present state of mind. I'm not sad anymore about the end of my teen years because it's not so much an end as it is a new beginning. 20 is going to be a decade of new adventures to have, new places to visit, new memories to be made, new things to learn. 20 is going to be wild and sophisticated and independent and happy happy happy. But enough about what was and what will be. All I know right now in this present moment is that 20 is now officially a part of my elements of personal style. 

Cheers. 

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Best Things About Being 19: Teenage Angst


Watched 16 Candles for the first time last weekend and it made me really wish life were a John Hughes cinematic experience.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014