If you haven't realized by now (I thought the first sentence was rather obvious), I lied about the whole thing. Minus the pinkberry and metrolink of course. I don't think I'm a compulsive liar, I just like to tell stories. But yesterday I did venture off into Pasadena home of the Rose Bowl and my coolest friend's (KC will be her name) school Art Center: College of Design. It was filled with everything a trip should be: shopping, old people, and art.
I loved this person's illustrations. black + white + red = my favs even though they are my highschool colors and highschool was not a fav.
There's no fashion design major at art center, but I did see these two absolutely WONDERFUL creations that were works of art. I want those so bad.
One of the coolest parts of the whole school was the prop room. The guy working it was nice to let us "take a look". We did more than that. They had cool clothing there and it felt like a dress up girl's dream come true. It really made me want to go thrifting and buy more hats.
The school was surrounded with art everywhere! Look there stands the chicken that guards the entrance:
Afterwards and another hour of bus mishaps, we went back to Old Towne Pasadena and went shopping. That is wear I spotted Pinkberry and boy does it taste so satisfying when its really hot outside. We walked around H&M and forever 21 and I so a lot of trendy people. Grr those trendy kids! I wanna be trendy too! (haha, not really) I was good and didn't buy anything.
This was a funny picture because this random tall dude came out of nowhere and joined in on our picture but sadly lil fashaholic was blocked.
Read this shirt in the mirror:
Finally we went back to where we started and met up with another friend who couldn't come and ate gelato!! Afterwards my mom and sister came to pick me up and she wanted to eat Cheesecake factory and she would pay! Yummm.
Friday was a fatty day but good thing I wore my high waisted shorts of fury because it kept my stomach trapped in its big pleated fabric. I got a nasty pants burn though. I invented that thing up its when your pants get too tight that you see a red mark.
So tomorrow I will fly off to space again, this time I want to visit Uranus, not just because its a funny name (HAHAH ur anus..okay that was immature). See you space cadets in a week :)