Wow, has it been two months since my last blog post? I've even started to lose my footing with Blogger. So many changes on these platforms. So many changes in my life as well. As you know if you've stayed with me even through my trip through the offline abyss, I've deleted several accounts on different platforms. Long story short, I didn't belong. I'm keeping this outlet, though, for as long as I can. Too much work has gone into The Planetarium for me to give it up. Starting with my new beginning, in September this year, I am going to have an entirely different direction and purpose for my blog. In accordance with the start of my adult life that I am so very lucky to receive, I'll concentrate on subject matter a little more serious and more relevant to my future directions. I still have such strong love for fashion, but it won't be the blog's focus anymore. That's the whole reason behind the strange name, The Planetarium--for me to have an outlet in which to share and explore anything and everything that falls in the vicinity of the Universe, just like I would feel infinite under the dome of the planetarium. 

So many emotions are just blazing their way through me. As I float down ever so quickly from cloud nine after college acceptances, I think of finances and where I should study to better fortify a foundation for my goal of working in the film and entertainment industry. For those wondering, I was accepted to NYU, the City College of New York, UC's Berkeley, Santa Barbara, Santa Cruz, and Riverside, and Northern Arizona (and rejected from Columbia, but oh, well!). It's such a surreal experience, this entire college preparation process. I'm so thankful for a positive time. Here are tidbits of letters from my top schools. Best of luck to those of you who are undergoing the same experience! xo


simplicity of habit

Had the opportunity of purchasing these slick uniform oxfords that are so in tune with Mia Thermopolis' pre-transformation stage. I think they're the raddest. Even took advantage of thrift shop amusements and adopted four cups to my growing knick knack collection. The glowing, heavenly. . . halogenic(?) mug is a personal treasure. Just some simple reminders that life doesn't completely suck.
And by the way, pretty insignificant, but I deleted my Twitter, Lookbook.nu, and Chictopia accounts. Thought I should reinvent by taking a breather.


keep calm and go shopping

Keep Kalm and go shopping Infographic
Wow! I had little knowledge of the vast sums the average American woman devotes to the fashion and beauty industries. Read up on articles like this and more on Fast Loan Tree. And I do hereby promise to appropriate more attention to the upkeep of my blog. I'm hoping I have not dilly-dallied so much as to lose most of my readers. 


places to take your boyfriend

My boyfriend loves Spanish culture and history-so I took him to La Ronda, Spain.
Ronda sits on a large outcropping of rock, almost eight hundred meters above sea level. Far below, our white Fiat is making its way up the mountain road. We climbed higher and higher. I looked at my boyfriend and his concentration was fixed as he drove upwards. But soon the road leveled out, and La Rhonda came into view. We entered Ronda and looked for parking. We found it. In a bar we had a breather and decided where to eat. We found a great place called “El Balcon al Tajo de Ronda” that gave a great view of the old houses built precariously on the edge of the cliffs. There was a small bandstand where a couple of guitarists were playing mellow flamenco. The sun warmed our faces and it felt good to be in Spain. The restaurant had a good looking menu, so we decided to sample some of it. We chose well. The service was impeccable and friendly. We built up a good rapport with our waiter who directed us to what he thought was the best on offer. I had prawns and my boyfriend had the duck. It was a tasty meal and I had used my Spanish throughout, made mistakes, of course, but the waiter helped me out and laughed at some of my faux pas. The bill came and a large tip was added on to the credit card for the waiter’s excellent service. 

We finished our lunch and decided to visit the “Plaza de Toros.” It is one of the oldest bullrings in Spain. We had a look at where the bulls are kept before the fights, and an area where the horses are limbered up. We strolled to the middle of the ring, gazing up at the stands: a Matador’s view. There is a museum under the seating, and there are glass cabinets that house sparkling suits in pinks and greens, reds and blacks. There are also many photos, paintings and memorabilia available to buy. I bought my boyfriend a glass paper weight with a Matador in it-perfect for his office. After the bullring we had a drink and watched Ronda go about its business.

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