Zoho's Fashion Prediction Blog

So, I'd like to think that I have not only a good sense of style and what's "trendy," but I also seem to predict in my mind what's going to be over-manufactured and shipped to every trendsetting clothing store and displayed on every twig-thin model in fashion catalogues.  Not to brag, but I guess I just have the eye.  For example, at the beginning of last fall I became entirely obsessed with patterned bottoms (skinny jeans, leggings).  I was in dire need of floral skinny jeans and could barely find them anywhere.  However, I happened to find a pair that I loved and I remember someone asking me why I wanted them so bad at the time.  The same thing goes with floral/tribal leggings.  This winter, I see patterned leggings and skinny jeans EVERYWHERE, not only in the stores but on the trendy little legs of most college students.  The same kind of coincidence happened with studs.  I went on a stud spree and it seemed like no one understood my obsession but now I see a stud or a spike on every other top in the mall.  It's almost annoying, because I like to be different, but eventually everyone is going to be wearing a similar wardrobe to me.  This is why I've decided to put my ideas out there in my blog.  I'm putting a list below of things that I'm recently obsessed with and I feel like they're going to come into style soon.  Not everything is 100% because really trends only become trends if someone famous or admirable wears it first and I'm neither of those things.

However, here's my list:

1. Patent leather combat boots
-Everyone knows that combat boots in general are in style right now, but normally one would see them in matte leather.  I think patent leather ones are SPECTACULAR. Mainly bright colored ones or even plain white, but either way, I can see these being a huge hit. I honestly have been practically crying over wanting a pair of pink ones.

2. Plaid
-I'm not talking plaid flannels.  When I say plaid, I mean school girl, punk rock type of stuff.  I see the movie Clueless.  Honestly, who could NOT like plaid?

3. Velvet
-I absolutely adore velvet.  I have for a while, but I can't find what I'm looking for in any stores.  I'm kind of really hoping that this trends soon because I need my velvet pieces that I so desire after.  For example, velvet blazers, dresses, and skirt come to mind.

4. Palm cuff bracelets

-These are very different and hard to find but I feel like once people start seeing them, they'll be obsessed! (like me)

 

I hope this blog is interesting and/or helpful to spark your fashion eye.  I'll probably start posting these more often.  If anyone sees these start to trend, post a comment about where you've seen it or what you think!

15 Things That I Hate

So I've recently noticed that I complain a lot and that I seem to get annoyed by a lot of things....I have decided to make a list of everything I hate. Here we go:
1) I HATE when people spell my name with a Y at the end. It's really not that hard to put two dots over an e.
2) I HATE couples that wear matching t-shirts or make mushy Facebook statuses about how much they love each other.  No one cares.
3)  On that note, I HATE when couples make Facebook accounts together.  For example: JohnAndJane Doe.  Do you really not trust each other enough to have your own accounts?  Or do you like to make people think that you're SO in love that you're like one person instead of two? OR do you just like to confuse the shit out of everyone so they don't know who is commenting on their photo...was it John or Jane? Assholes.
4) I HATE butterfly/dolphin tattoos.
5) I HATE when people pronounce "wash" as "warsh" or anything like that.  Where do these imaginary "r's"' come from? Also, if you refer to ALL soft drinks as "cokes" I probably hate you a little.
6) I HATE when people wear socks with flats or Sperrys.  Just stop.
7)  I HATE when people sing when they aren't good at it.  I know my boundaries; if I sound like shit singing a song, I will not continue to sing it in front of people.
8)  I HATE when people talk about themselves.  I know, everyone does it sometimes...hell my entire blog is about my life and my problems.  However, if you're trying to have a conversation with someone, you should probably let the other person talk some. It's not all about you all the time.
9)  I HATE when people get tattoos in French or Latin or Italian for absolutely no reason.  If there's a meaning behind getting one in a different language, go ahead; but seriously, if you had to put it into a translator, it's probably going to be wrong and you're just going to look like a jackass.
10)  I HATE the whole they're, their, and there confusion.  It's really not that difficult.
11)  I HATE when guys (or girls) post pictures of their muscles or shirtless pictures.  Honestly, no one asked to see you half naked..unless you're in a swimsuit..that seems acceptable me.
12)  I HATE also when people post pictures of weed on Instagram.  Like why do they think that's cool?
13)  I HATE when people text me "hey" like four times in a row.  If I didn't reply the first time or even the second time, I'm either busy or I don't want to talk.  So stop.
14)  I HATE when people make Facebook statuses about how drunk they are/were.  No one cares about how cool you are.
15)  I HATE when people try to talk to me when I'm on the phone...or when I have my headphones in.

I feel like that's not everything, but I'm going to stop now before I seem a little too bitchy.

Personal Confession

I have a body image problem.  Okay, there, I said it.  I feel like it's always been in the back of my mind and just never really showed itself until this semester. 
Growing up, I've always been small.  Very short, very skinny.  My older sister used to always be a tiny bit bigger than me...which made sense because she's my OLDER sister.  However, in high school she seemed to stop growing (both up and out) as I continued.  Since I was about 15 or 16, I've been significantly bigger than my older sister.  I have always been short, though, and skinny, just not as small as my sister.  I'm maybe 2-3 inches taller and weigh..kind of a lot more than her.  This is where the problems began.
You see, my sister and I used to fight a lot.  I mean A LOT.  I'm pretty sure we fought more than any other pair of sisters have fought before.  We were enemies.  I hated her, she hated me.  In the time period of which we despised each other, my sister found an insult that always worked on me.  Any time I was "winning" and argument, she'd throw the "at least I'm not FAT" card at me.  This honestly didn't bother me through high school too much because I knew I was still skinny.  It would always hurt for a little while and then I'd brush it off.  However, since I've been at college it's been a much different reaction.
My sister and I are friends now.  I like talking to her and hanging out with her and listening to Fall Out Boy with her.  We don't really get into arguments like we used to..but she still likes to throw the occasional "fat" or "ugly" insult my way.  I won't even say anything mean and she'll be like "Yea..I'm obviously the prettier sibling."  She isn't even joking when she says this.  She says it in all seriousness and belief!  Another thing she does is she'll be like "I'm taking this shirt (or this pair of pants)" and I'll say, "They won't even fit you" and she'll snap back with a, "Actually, they'll probably fit me better.  Everything you wear is too small on you because you're fat."  Like WHY is that necessary?  It's not.  I NEVER say anything like that to her.  It makes me want to cry just thinking about it.  Like why is she still so competitive?  Why does she want me to feel bad about myself?
Anyway, the point of this blog is to confess my body image problem that has gotten so much worse than it was.  I have gained 8 pounds since August.  I can't even look at myself in the mirror with out getting insanely pissed off or sad.  I almost cry every night because I can feel how fat I am when I lay in my bed.  I've tried to starve myself, but it's too hard.  I wish I could.  I eat a maximum of 1100 calories a day though.  I feel a little bit better every night when I enter my calorie counter and it says that I'm eating an unhealthy amount of calories a day.  I'm going to lose that 8 pounds...maybe even more if I can.  I don't want to come back from school and be that girl who gained her freshman 15.  I don't think I could handle that.
In closing, I did not write this for attention, advice, help, compliments, or insults.  I wrote it to get it off my chest.  I don't really feel any better though.  I will once I lose that weight.  I'll keep you posted, blogger followers.

Ladies, You're Better Than That

Alright so today I need to get a few things off my chest and YES this is a rant about boys so if you're a fella..you probably won't be interested. This also is not directed towards any one guy.  It's just my general opinion.
Anyway, I've noticed a few things about the male gender that just do not seem right so...here they are.
1) ALL guys are immature. I'm not saying immature like he still plays video games or watches cartoons because hey, I'm even that kind of immature.  What I mean is, every guy can not take responsibility or realize  what they have.  A guy could be coached into becoming mature (say if they fall in love, go through very hard times, ect.) but until then a guy is just going to be immature. That's how it is.
2) I've never met a guy that didn't always want more.  For example, a man could be happily married and then all of sudden decide to cheat on his wife and kids with his hot secretary.  Like why can't a guy ever be satisfied? Because they're horny fucks, that's why.  I think it might just be this day and age.  When you look at your grandparents' relationship, or your great grandparents' relationship it always seems to be so perfect.  I know, they aren't perfect.  I don't think it's possible for two people to live together forever and not have disagreements.  We're human.  However, the way men were raised back in the day was to treat women with respect!  It's like there was this spectacular time period where divorces happened rarely and guys opened doors and pulled out chairs for their sweethearts and then all of a sudden one man decided to cheat on his wife and there was a downward spiral for all men.  Sadly I don't think it can be fixed either.  I'm going to raise my son (if I have one) to be chivalric!  Even though, most women wouldn't be attracted to a nice guy anyway which brings me to my next point...
3) WHAT is with all the typical douche bag Jersey Shore guys now a days?!  Everywhere I look there's a guy in a frat tank with a flat bill hat and baggy shorts.  Is this is a trend?!  They ALL are self centered assholes by the way.  They listen to either a. Gangster Rap or b. Screamo/Techno.  I'm not hating on the music by the way I'm just generalizing these douche bags.  Snap backs and tattoos.  They have a hundred and three girls that they're texting at once and playing them all just the same.  The main question I have here is ladies...WHY ARE WE FALLING FOR THESE GUYS?  It seems like every girl goes after the asshole player instead of the nice guy (which we are lacking to some degree).  We ask ourselves why we keep getting played when the answer is simple.  If he can be described by any of the listed descriptions above, stay away.  It should be easy to do that, but it never is, because they trick you into thinking they're different!! They never are! If you have already experienced the Jersey Shore douche bag player and are heart broken, learn from your mistakes and take my advice.  If you are purposely being played by one of them, you're either stupid and need to realize what you deserve...or an attention whore.  I mean whatever makes you happy I guess.....
So there's my rant for today.  In conclusion, I know this is a VERY opinionated blog and you can like or hate me for it, but that's my view.  I mean, I'm not sure why I hate guys so much..maybe I'm just sick of their bullshit, maybe it's my past "daddy problems" but either way I'm done dealing with them for a while.  If a guy wants me (which after any guy reads this he'll run :p ) he can come to me and beg for even a consideration from me.  Girls need to be more like that...know what you deserve and take nothing less.

The sudden realization that I am NOT the homecoming queen of the world.

Alright so I'm going to start out this blog saying that it was NOT written for attention.  I am not doing this for pity or anything like it; I just wanna get this out.
My whole life I've considered myself to be pretty.  I'm not trying to sound conceited either, I'm just saying that I've been confident most of my life.  I mean, I've had a few conceited moments in my life here and there, but isn't that healthy? (Examples: Damn my hair is cute! My eyes look pretty in the sunlight.  I feel hot in this outfit!)  Cheesy examples, I know.  Anyway, I've always in some way or another felt pretty but since I moved away to college I have realized that there is SO much competition in the world.  I don't mean that I'm battling girls to be the most beautiful, but there are A LOT more pretty girls than there are in just Vincennes.  For example, my room mates look like their 25.  It's like the only girls that are ''desirable'' on a college campus are the ones that are super tall and tan and lean and athletic except their hair is down to their waist.  Let's be honest, I am NONE of that.  I'm short, with short hair, and can't get a dark tan to save my life.  I'm not saying I'm fat, because I'm not, but I don't have the perfect flat tummy that's what to strive for.
Last night I literally looked through each of my profile pictures on facebook, figuring out what I need that I DON'T have.  The list is endless and I cant even change myself enough to become what I ''should'' be.  I don't WANT to change, but I do feel out of place.  I mean, back in Vincennes my friends and I were all about the same height, same weight, and all looked a lot younger than we really were.  That was fine in Vincennes.  That was almost normal !  However in college, or Evansville, it's normal to look like you're a model in your mid twenties.
After going over this whole set of ideas and realizations last night I came to a conclusion.  I AM pretty.  I'm not the same type of pretty as most of the girls I know on campus, but I'm pretty.  I may look younger, but that's only going to be a good thing in the future.  I shouldn't waste my time comparing myself to other girls, but I do it anyway because my nature.  I'm not really a jealous person, but I'm a girl.  I have moments of low self-esteem.  I feel like it's going to take a long time for me to realize for sure that I am myself and people will be okay with that as long as I am. Also there are going to be people who think I'm ugly.  I'm okay with that.  

You're Gonna Miss This..

I graduated high school on Friday.  It's so weird!  What's really weird is the way it hit me.  The night of graduation, everyone was so happy and excited (as expected) and when I got home from the ceremony I cried for 20 minutes straight!  It was not just tears either, it was full on bawling.  I felt like total crap afterward!  I was in a terrible mood!  I went to eat with my friends later that night and I was a bitch the whole time (mainly because my friend's boyfriend kept doing things to piss me off on purpose).  I freaking hate him.  That's beside the point though.  I even started crying in the restaurant and had to rush to the bathroom so they wouldn't see me.  They knew, of course, but they didn't care.  It was so stupid.  The ceremony was really great though.  I had a nice graduation....I just hated my life afterward.  I'm not sure why.
It's so strange to think that in a couple months I'm going to be packing up all of my things and moving to live in my college dorm.  I'll be living with a stranger in a somewhat strange place.  I'm excited and scared all together.  Time seriously flies by though.   

      

Excuse my French, but I'm in France!

This weekend was a success! I didn't have to work on Friday, so I went to the game and then went to eat. Then I worked all day Saturday and stayed at Kelsey's, and today I had dance and went to Madame's house for a party! 
First I would like to vent about my job at Peafections.  I have worked there for 4 stinkin' years and have always liked it, but lately it's only been pissing me off.  The manager is the biggest bitch ever.  I mean, if you didn't work with her she would seem like the nicest lady but when you're her fellow employee it's like hell.  My boss has been out for a while because she had surgery and I want her to come back sooooo bad.  Without her there, the manager has total range to be as big of a bitch she wants to be.  She's in charge.  One example:  I had a phone in my pocket and it started ringing when I was just reaching out to grab two bowls of soup to take to table.  My manager was behind me and yelled at me to answer the phone.  I was obviously doing something, you weren't, so why did I have to answer it?  I dropped the bowls and answered the damn phone like she said.  That was only the first thing though.  She yelled at me for EVERYTHING I did.  I apologize for not being a good waitress helper anymore aparently.  I have been doing things the same way...dumb bitch.  Also, she KNEW that I had to work at Applebee's at 4 so I needed to be off by 3.  When 3:00 came along and I was about to clock out, what did she do?  She made everyone meet so all the servers could complain about everything I did wrong.  She like went in a circle so everyone could talk and when she got to me I wanted to say something like, "I don't really feel like this meeting was arranged for MY opinions to be heard, it was just for YOURS, so I have nothing to say."  I did not end up saying what I wanted to of course.  I said, "I have no complaints except for disagreements."  I could have screamed ather, but I knew that there was no use arguing.  SHE is ALWAYS right.  I was almost late to Applebee's because of her.  Once again, dumb bitch.  I can't stand working there anymore because I can't stand the manager!!  I want to quit really bad, but I don't want to do that because I feel like I owe my boss.  She hired me when I was 14 and has allowed me to only work Saturdays!  I don't know..it's a sore subject obviously.
Okay, now that I've blabbed on about how much I hate the manager of Peafections, I'll go on with my blog.  Tonight was the reunion party for the kids that went to France last Summer.  Only 5 of us showed up, but it was still a load of fun, of course!  We ate quiche, poutine, chocolate mousse, french bread and cheese, and chocolate fondue!  It was so delicious and all of the working out I did today was thrown away...for a good cause I guess.  After we ate, madame projected all of our pictures from the trip so we could look at them and reminisce.  One of the pictures being me and Vincent (my french guy) kissing.  Hey, I'm not ashamed!   France was really the best thing that's happened to me.  It was the greatest experience of my life!  I made new friends in another country...two countries counting the Australians we met in Dordogne, and became close with the girls I went with.  I don't mean to sound cheesey, but that trip changed my life!  I'm so thankful to be lucky enough to get to go and to host my French pen pal in America as well!  My english teacher was talking the other day about his "escape route", meaning the place he goes in his mind when life gets rough, and mine is definitely France.  Whether it's Dordogne with Alyssa and Kyle and Allison and Allie, and the Booth sisters, or Vincennes with Alma and Vincent, France is my "escape route."  I'm done being cheesey and nostalgic now, but here's some pictures from my trip :

Metro

Vincent :)

Dordogne

Eiffel tower

Alyssa, Vincent, me, Kyle

Cute waiter at a cafe

Remi :)

Our Abbey Road photo

Now here's a video for the song "Niggas in Paris."  If this song had been out last Summer, we would have been singing it non stop in France.!