Monday, May 31, 2010

Tales of a Wanderer

Dress - Volcom, belt - thrifted, bracelet - Amrita Signh via Ideeli, bag - old from Pacsun, shoes - Keds via Chictopia

This isn't exactly a confession, but there's probably nothing that makes me feel more free than an "adventure." I suppose everyone has a different definition of adventure... but mine includes something as simple as sitting beneath a tall tree in an otherwise open field. I'm hardly in touch with nature - I'm not so far away from trees and such that I take deliberate trips to "the middle of nowhere," but then again, the suburbs are hardly known for vast woods. I've been in the so-called woods around here, and they're small and often trash filled... sometimes even including a trampoline that some friends of mine would dub Brigadoon. (In case you were wondering, yes, I did just mention the destination of some past adventures.)

Listen: I'm a nerd. I look forward to things way too easily and I obsess over mere ideas. With that being said, I intended to go on an adventure today - through a few trees to reveal an overgrown field with sporadic trees to provide shade for visitors. Never mind that it's probably trespassing... I'm a teenager. I'm obligated to make memories.

After numerous sets of plans fell through, I settled for taking my dog for a walk. But upon my arrival at my neighborhood park, it hardly felt like I was settling. Naturally, it was empty, considering the dangers that lurk every suburban corner these days. (I don't know what's with it - there's a ton of children in my neighborhood that only seem to leave their front doors for extravagant birthday parties complete with moon bounces, but apparently, playing outside involves too much of a risk.) It was almost sad - the same playground at which I had spent nearly every summer night of my early childhood had been spray painted and overgrown with weeds.

I suppose the vandalism is just a result of the angst that we suburban teenagers posses, and I suppose the weeds are just as natural as the grass I walked through. Perhaps it was just my past oasis, and any flaws were overlooked.

I'll leave my story at that. I won't over-analyze a simple "walk in the park." I didn't come to any shattering conclusions while pondering my thoughts in the park, so I won't come to any conclusions here, either. Though I'm almost inspired to revive the playground, for now, it will just be a destination of my aimless wandering, when I desire to aimlessly reflect.

xox Catherine

PS Please overlook any spelling or grammatical errors. It's past 1AM. I am tired, but I often think best when I am in this certain ratio of tiredness/energy. However, my words are often unclear, etc. So pardon me.


  1. Your dress is so simple yet SOOO cute!! I love your hair in these pictures.

  2. What a great story, simple but great :) And what a great outfit too! :)

  3. i know how you feel. the kids in my neighborhood never leave the TV, unless they're buying food from the corner store or hanging out on someone's stoop. i wish there was a place for them to spend their time.

  4. i love the simplicity of your post and outfit!! i can totally relate! i, myself went out for some biking today just to get out of the house and rid myself of the laptop and tv..

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  5. that dress looks so good on you and i love how you paired them with the floral shoes
    too cute!

  6. I like your belt. I always come across them while thrifting, but I can never seem to find the right one.

  7. i'm loving your combo of that bag and shoes! they are perfect together. :)


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