Agent Orange.

As some of you may know, I've had my hair almost every color under the sun. A year or two ago, I was tired of damaging my hair so much and stopped dying it. For the past couple of weeks I've had the urge to dye my hair, not just any color, but orange. I've actually wanted to do it for a long time. I FINALLY decided to have the *ahem* balls to do it. and.....

Ta daaaaa! 

There it is. It's actually more orange in person and not as red. But I did it! With amanda waiting by my side and encouraging me that it will look okay great (unevening lightening scared me!) it turned out much better than I had anticipated!

After facing my mom, my bosses (and them not even commenting on my hair, not even a flinch!) and the public, I can say that I am so happy I did this. My family, of course, is gonna tease me and be honest, but I know they know me. I do what I want with myself! I get a lot of people commenting and stopping me on the streets about how they love my color. It's really nice! At first, I was unsure how to handle all the attention and looks I was getting. Though it may seem I want attention with this hair color, that wasn't the goal. I don't like a lot of attention, (honestly) so this is a whole new experience for me. I'm learning to take it and to accept the compliments I'm getting and to tone down my modesty.

I do, however, realize this hair color is not everyone's cup of tea. I get a lot of "whyyyyy did you do that"'s or half-hearted smiles. Those are the people I know that dont know how to react to it or understand it. There's no occasion people! But, I'm not offended in the slightest. I just figured I could get away with it now more than any other time and mustered up the courage to do it. I believe if you present yourself in a positive light, people can't help but be attracted to the nontraditional qualities a person has. Either way, all that matters is that it's MY cup of tea, and I'm happy with my newfound hair color.

:)

What's a good enough cause?

Today as I was down Walnut st., there were two boys, probably around my age, with signs that said "trying to get to the west coast." They asked if I had some spare change as I passed by, and I said I did not (which wasn't a lie!). They, very kindly, said to have a great day, thanks anyways. The one boy decided to throw in there ,as I had already passed, that I was very pretty in this shy, boyish way. It was kind of endearing and I was sure to turn around and thank him as I made my way to walk a cute little french bulldog in Rittenhouse. Sometimes when I walk in Rittenhouse, there are a few stand selling local vegetables and fruits. As I was walking, I debated back and forth of whether or not I should buy some so I could give them some spare change. I mean, I had to walk back that way anyways and they were so nice! I couldn't deny my urge to snatch up some brightly colored zucchini. Plus I was curious why/where they were traveling to.

I threw the zucs in my bag and was on my way to the next walk.  As I walked up to the boys, I asked where they were going and why. Turns out, they were on their way to a hippie festival in Washington. Ok, so not the most "charitable" thing to support, but I still gave them some money. I guess part of it was because they seemed very nice and genuine. You gotta give a little love to get some right? For whatever reason, I tried to validate this to myself. ( I have very little money and I'm giving it away. Am I nuts!?) I came to realize that I kind of envied them. More power to them for being able to relinquish all valuables and just travel. They believe in the pure kindness of other people to help their journey along, which is a difficult thing to do. I also figured that they won't be spending it on drugs or alcohol to encourage a miserable life. They're enriching their lives! I'm not sure if majority of society would believe that, but I do! They told me of all the places they've traveled this way and the things they've seen. I WISH I could see the things they have. Either way, I think its commendable what they're doing which is difficult to see when people are asking for money. It makes me curious how people decide when they want to be giving. Why should we give and who should we give to? Just a thought.

Anyways, MEGA POST.

It's the first day of summer, and here's some things that I made today. 

Fresh Raspberry and Blueberry Lemonade

Fresh Corn with fresh Cilantro and a 

dash of sea salt.  

 Mimosas! Shared and made with Amanda.

I'm not entirely sure what to call this, but it sure does smell yummy.

 It's some sort ofmultigrain bread-thing with fresh picked raspberries. 

(Courtesy of Mrs. Czapla's backyard.)

Happy First Day of Summer!!!

Lemon juice and paper cuts...

Moving into the city, without much direction at this point, has been really inspiring for me. (hence this blog) It took a while for me to be okay with not knowing exactly where I'm going or where I'll end up, but now it's sunk in and it feels great! I walk dogs everyday now, and it's probably one of the best jobs I've had. It's pretty solid, and I adore dogs. It's definitely interesting how different people handle their dogs in the city rather than the suburbs, but I'll save that for another time! Either way, it's really nice to have a break from using my brain for Biology, and be able to use it more for my personal gain.  I've been reading more, painting, sewing, biking, exploring, and cooking so much more.

Sharing this with the world will only make me feel more inspired, and possibly hold myself more accountable to not only continue to expand my horizons, but to keep up with the things that I love. (I've slacked for the past few years due to school.)

I want more...
homemade strawberry lemonade
frozen bananas
paintings
paper art
photography
and I'm going to do it.

So this is it, world, eat it up!