It's Only Life.

Nothing quite beats a Saturday lunch spent with three of my favorite people in the world. Since neither Tori, Kaity, or I had seen Abbie since before Coachella weekend, we decided to reconvene while our photographs from the weekend were being developed. We shared stories, filled our tummies, and celebrated Abbie's new job. Chipotle and friends... These are a few of my favorite things. Needless to say, I was nothing short of satisfied.

After lunch, I ventured over to Amoeba Music. There's no doubt that I've got tremendous love for Bleecker Street Records in Greenwich Village and Rhino in Claremont; Bleecker has always felt most like home to me and Rhino is the most convenient to go to whenever I'm in the hunt for something new to add to my collection. However, Amoeba is nothing short of a playground for a record junkie such as myself. I mean, I geek out equally in any record store, but Amoeba is massive and close to perfect. Their selection is wonderfully expansive, the prices are reasonable, and the stock is especially impressive. I've been looking to fill a number of holes in my collection, and to my pleasure, I came home with eight. I'm completely aware that I'm some kind of a lunatic, but I found it a challenge to stop at just that. It's an addiction and hey, at least it's a healthy one. While the hunt for records is infinite, I was certainly pleased to fill some voids. And that's putting it lightly.

I'm Having Fun Now.

And so another year of Coachella ends. I still cannot even find the words to properly describe the magnitude of fun that I experienced this past weekend, but I can easily say that I had the absolute best time. There's nothing quite like an entire weekend full of seeing an abundance of fantastic musicians with the greatest of friends. I had an incredible time; I'd do it all over again. And in fact, I really am already anticipating the next year. In spite of the exhaustion and extreme heat, the Coachella experience always brings so much fun that outweighs the negatives. I even miss it already! I've been having withdrawals all day. While it's undoubtedly the greatest comfort getting to crawl into my own bed and not dying in the atrocious heat, Coachella always compels me to slip into such a daily routine that I always end up missing once it's over. Like I said, I already can't wait for next year.

I wasn't able to take my camera inside of the venue, so I simply snapped the ones above from our first day at the campsite. I'll be developing some prints this weekend, so I should be sharing those once I receive them. I'll definitely still be buzzing over the past weekend for a while, so plenty of related posts should be expected. There's just too much good not to share! For now, I shall tend to my aching legs and bask in the  fact that tonight, I'll be snoozing in the comfort of my own bed. As much as I miss falling asleep under the stars...

The Time Has Come Again.

Ah, yes. The time has finally come for another year of Coachella fun. Early tomorrow morning, I'll be on the road, en route to the deserts of California with two of my best friends. My bag is packed, the cooler is filled to the brim, and snacks are prepared. Currently? I'm feeling extremely exhausted and a bit stressed. It's been an incredibly fast and busy past few days or so and I haven't quite had the time to simply relax. There's no doubt that I'm excited for the weekend, however! It's what I've been looking forward to ever since last year's event concluded. I absolutely cannot wait. I'm just itching to finally set up camp and settle into our site. After that, I think I'll be able to take it easy, even in the atrocious (yet typical) heat we'll be baking in. Following the weekend, I'll be back with a fresh tan and a significant amount of new memories to share.

Coachella 2012, here we come.

House of Balloons.

In preparation for next weekend, the ladies and I spent our Saturday running around and discussing plans for Coachella. The anticipation is restlessly lingering in my system - I don't think I'll be able to properly function until we leave early Thursday morning for the big weekend. Actually, it's very likely that I'll just explode with excitement once that moment actually rolls around. I don't even know what to do with myself now. AAHH.

Such a fantastic time. We ventured over to Claremont, poked around a vintage store, ate at Espiau's, and even ran into another lovely friend of ours. This week is going to be incredibly busy, but I've been mentally preparing myself so it doesn't torture me as much as it could. Appointments to make, college preparations to take care of, music to compile, more packing to do... And the list doesn't stop there. As I mentioned earlier, though, I'm still unsure of how I'll actually keep my focus on anything unrelated to the forthcoming weekend. Yowza!

Wild Charms.

I know, I've been awful and slacking on the blogging front. Lately, I've been spending too much of my time snoozing and when that's not the case, I'm preparing for Coachella next weekend. More on that in another post! For now, below are a few photos I've been meaning to post but have been too distracted/lazy to.

I can't stress how much I love learning in my AP Environmental Science class. I'm not particularly talented at chemistry or biology (I wish I was!), but I've absorbed so much information in the aforementioned course that I'm always excited to take home everyday. The photos above were taken on a field trip that consisted of learning how to fly fish, the history of my town, the type of bugs and insects that reside in lakes, so on and so forth. I realize that it's incredibly nerdy, but I absolutely love it. The class is one of the few parts of my regular schedule that doesn't bore me to tears and make me itch for graduation next month. And that's saying a hell of a lot.

listen to: Father John Misty

photo by Dirk Knibbe

Father John Misty is Josh Tillman. He's been around the scene for quite some time now; he released several  solo albums as J. Tillman and was formerly a drummer for Saxon Shore and Fleet Foxes. This time around, however, he's back as Father John Misty, and with such a brilliant new record to deliver. It is titled Fear Fun, and I swear, it's seriously all I've wanted to listen to in the past few days or so. In fact, it's all I have listened to in the past few days or so. The vocals are fantastic; he's already proven to be a brilliant singer through his solo efforts and in Fleet Foxes, but it's wonderful to be reminded through this new set of tunes. I'll be seeing him live (along with AA Bondy) at the Natural History Museum next month with Kaity, and I absolutely cannot wait to see how the record is going to translate onstage. In the meantime, I'll remain on abusing and loving the new record.

Sample two tracks behind the jump and hear the man for yourself. Trust me, it's worth your time.

Fear Fun.

pullover: thrift find, shirt: J. Crew, pants: Banana Republic, belt: Banana Republic
necklace: Forever 21,  sunglasses: H&M, shoes: Urban Outfitters

To be honest, my closet has been a colossal mess for the past month or so. It's been a pain to find anything new at all without having to pull down the giant stack. It's a mess I'm ashamed of, since I usually (99% of the time) keep everything nice and neat. But there's too much for me to keep tidy, so I suppose I just let it explode. I don't know why I'm still talking about it, but anyway, back to the point. Since I've been terribly lazy with properly organizing my closet, I usually just take what I can see from the surface. So I've been recycling. It wasn't enough to keep me warm and cozy for the chilly afternoon, but I suppose it works!

Nancy From Now On.

I always have such a difficult time waking up in the morning, especially on weekends. Any time before noon is much too early for me to actually open my eyes. I'm a night owl, and while I have complete admiration for early birds, I love my sleep too much. And sunlight makes me cranky, so. I only woke up and passed out too many times yesterday morning before I finally caved and slipped out from underneath my covers. It took some effort, trust me. But, I did in fact have a wonderful reason to get out of bed. I met up with this lovely lady for some brunch and an afternoon spent goofing around and exploring. Typical. It sure made for a sweet Saturday.