It’s ridiculous trying to write a semi fashion themed blog when there is never anyone around to help me take photos. I fail at this. The majority of my clothes are now en route to Brooklyn inside a crate. So I’ve been sticking to t-shirts and 2 pairs of jeans for these 3 weeks till we get settled in our new place.
It’s the first day of summer vacation! Yesterday I cleaned out my classroom, said my good byes and left TMAHS for the second time in my life (first time was as a high school graduate). I almost don’t know what to do with myself now that I instantly have all this free time. B is also out of town for the weekend getting smart at some superhero conference thing. So I went shopping after leaving school yesterday. Madewell was having an extra 20% off sale items, so of course I ended up leaving the store with a few things. I had to buy this lace t-shirt because I figured it would be perfect for my dinner date with Marisa and Matt later that night at the Salt House. It would have worked better with a black tank underneath, but all I have with me now is white. Oh well.
This past week I’ve also broken my long standing ban against adding students as facebook friends. I now have something like 30 new friends and my newsfeed is cluttered with screenshots of students chatting on ooVoo. I’m having mixed feelings about this. I want to keep in touch with students and I’m invested in their future, but at the expense of my own privacy (hi kids!!). Then again, I keep an open, publicly viewable blog. So what kind of privacy should I be expecting? All of a sudden I’m gripped with fear that my social life is being judged by my students.
Last friday, B and I were lucky enough to be a part celebrating the “becoming one” of Kyle and Heather, at the Top of The Mark. The view was breathtaking, the happy newlywed couple was stunning and festivities were fantastic.
I’ve been loving the shots using my iPhone app Camera Awesome lately, so I haven’t even been bothering with lugging around my usual camera. I bought this dress (from Banana Republic on super sale) at the beginning of last year and wore it once, to prom (may 2011). It’s been siting in my closet ever since. I love the color (mint!), it fits me perfectly and I like the look. My brother-in-law Dave called it a toga once…and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head since. Now B calls it ‘the toga dress’ too.
I didn’t get any full length shots of the dress, so I found another blogger who did here.
If you could say anything about this teacher to the students who will take this class next year, what would you say?
“As long as you don’t mouth off, nothing bad will happen”
“Don’t procrastinate like a fool.”
“Don’t take it your senior year because you will slack off.”
“Ms. Schenck is an awesome teacher!! Forget all the bad things others say about her!!” (omg, what bad things?)
“Ms. Schenck is a very interesting person, she’s funny (that’s wassup!), open-minded, friendly and fashionable!” (I got props for fashion!)
It’s my last week with my seniors. So I’m ending physio class with a bang: fetal pig and cat dissections. One kid cried, another (future marine) had to leave. Other than that, there were happy faces all around.
FYI, all students pictures are over 18 and have given consent for the photos.
It’s teacher appreciation week. I got some love today. Warm fuzzies all over.
SF weather is bi-polar sometimes. One day it’s 60 degrees and the next, boom! it’s 83 degrees. Yesterday was one of those freaky hot days. When this happens, everyone in the city comes outside and lounges in the sun. B, Bambi and I did just that at Dolores park. B called me a hipster. whateves, dude. There is nothing wrong with being awesome!
btw, these photos were taken using the Camera Awesome App.
The Beastie Boys have been a part of my musical life ever since I was old enough to really appreciate my own music. I spent hours looking at the CD liners for Check Your Head, Pauls Boutique and Ill Communication. For my 18th birthday, Henry Wong (one of my best friends in high school), braved the embarrassment of asking the Tower records employee where he could find “Hello Nasty” because he knew I loved them. When they came out with side projects, such as the BS2000 record, I snatched one up. I was (and still am) an uber fan, and I wanted to be their best friend. I had more than a few Beastie Boys T shirts including the one below in my sophomore ID
I idolized these three boys to no end. They made incredible music of all genres, they made really cool videos, they ran a cool record label, they looked cool, they designed cool clothes, had cool hair, everything about them was cool. My adolescent heros. A few of my favorites over the years:
I remember watching and taping the above SNL performance. I probably watched that tape a thousand times. Sigh. Sad to hear of Adam Yauch’s passing today.
It’s been silent here on Teachers Have Lives this week. I’ve been freaking out over the looming summer and getting all my lessons taught in what little time we have left. I only get 2 more weeks with my kids! I’ve been focusing on school stuffs and finishing up my BTSA stuff for a clear Cali credential. This means staying in my classroom from morning till eve and no chances to escape for outfit shots.
On another note, I’ve also been cleaning out my closet. It’s been difficult to do, due to “I swear I’ll wear that again, someday” type of thinking and “but I paid a lot for it!” remorse. With every item, i have to remind myself that 1) the less I move, the less it will cost me to move it, 2) B and I will be sharing our ONE closet in Brooklyn and 3) I haven’t worn the dress/shoes/jeans/top in well over one, two years even. Sigh. I went to Crossroads yesterday and sold 2 shopping bags worth of cute dresses and tops. 21 things sold…for a whopping $103. Booooo. One dress alone cost me $100 when I bought it. Hella Booooo. Oh well, like B said, those dresses weren’t making me any money sitting in a closet. Shucks.
So I’m streamlining. And while I’m at it, I’ve decided I need to change my look and start sticking to streamlined basics. Some photos for inspiration…