
Thrift-tastic Monday Finds!

Oh, Urban Outfitters. Stop Being So Good To Us.
I love their free weekly music, which is almost always right up my alley, taste-wise. From this week's picks, I especially like Surfer Blood's boppy "Swim," although the entire sampler is enjoyable.
I already feel so accomplished today! Since I don't have class due to finals starting tomorrow, I've already studied a bit, gotten the next 1,000 words of my short story written, and written this blog. Not to mention, stumbled upon some pretty great music. Mondays aren't so bad after all, now are they?
I'm going out and about with my mom later, which should be fun. I'm stopping by the library to pick up some new Stephen King to read. I've never had the guts to crack open Pet Semetary, but I think it's about time to. Hah! I'm stopping by Clothes Less Traveled after that, since they have bargain sales on Monday. I have a feeling this is going to be a great week, and I hope the same happens for all of you :)
-Lindsay
By George, I Think I've Got It!
The writing bug, that is. Upon finishing Stephen King's utterly amazing book On Writing, I've been itching to get something, anything, down on paper. After I took a few minutes to unwind from work and clear my head of the intense studying I took part in tonight, I got to typing. Approximately 1001 words later, I can say I'm very satisfied with the grassroots of a story that has a lot of potential. According to King, I should strive for 1,000 words a day, everyday. With my month-long break coming up, I don't see any obstacles between me and my trusty laptop.Also according to King, I should be actively reading as well. Thank goodness I've already got a gameplan for this Christmas break of mine, wouldn't want it to go to waste :)
-Lindsay
Let's Play Catch Up, Shall We?

With my month-long Christmas Break coming up in less than a week, my great friend Carrie and I have been planning some exciting shopping trips! One of which is to a vintage and secondhand clothing store in Atlanta called Clothing By The Pound. Basically, the store functions exactly how it sounds. You search the racks for what you like, your finds are weighed at the register, and you pay an affordable, set price per pound of gently used duds. I cannot wait! My love of thrifting is so immense that I decided to put together an outfit entirely composed of thrifted or handmade items. The result?
Unfortunately, my fish eye lens failed me once again and cut out my sweet, patent leather, peep toe flats, sigh. However, for the parts of my ensemble you can see:
-Striped cardigan- Rag-O-Rama, Atlanta
-Black, high-waisted pencil skirt- Clothes Less Traveled
-Yellow skinny belt- Wellspring Thrift
-Black scarf- Handmade, by mom :)
-The evading shoes- Rag-O-Rama, Atlanta
Needless to say, there will be an in-depth thrifting review after our trip to Clothing By The Pound!
Lately, I've fallen in love again with my iPod. For some odd reason, I've reverted back to listening to the bands I adored during my junior year of high school. Why junior year? The world may never know. However, I've decided to share the little band collage I have on my wall, which will undoubtedly come along with me when I move into a dorm next fall.
Fortunately, my musical taste hasn't strayed far from what it was a little over two years ago. I still love Motion City Soundtrack and Say Anything. I once interviewed the twin brothers, Jake and Jeff Turner, of Say Anything for my high school's newspaper since they were alumni. Just a little informational aside there :) It's also crazy to think of how some of these bands have grown since I compiled this little mecca of mine. For starters, Cobra Starship has completely and utterly blown up. It's surreal to go from seeing them in a small crowd to hearing them routinely played every hour and a half on a major radio station. I'm happy for Gabe 'n the gang, in a bittersweet way. Between the Trees has also gained a fair amount of popularity, although they're still fairly indie, in my opinion. The first time I saw them, the band was fresh out of high school. Now they've been played on MTVU and the sky's the limit :)
Alright, enough with my musical ranting! I could honestly go on for hours on end. I hope all my sweet readers have a wonderful weekend, and an even better week ahead of them. Update me on your lives, will you?
-Lindsay
Thoughts Meander Like A Restless Wind Inside A Letterbox...

My fish eye lens decided to be difficult today, note the slight blurriness. Anyhow, I plan on wearing this for my two year anniversary dinner with my boyfriend next month! Planning ahead is oh-so much fun, especially when it has to do with outfits. Am I right?
Details:
Dress- Target, my beloved
Vest- Thrifted
Boots- Shoe Land, my new go-to stop for kicks!
Pearls- Borrowed from my Grandmother 3 years ago, hm...
Bangle- Vintage
Headband- Wet Seal
Expect more outfits posts soon; the cooler weather opens many new closet doors and possibilities :)
-Lindsay
Free Music...Sunday? Oh Jeez. November 15, 2009.
I saw these guys live in September with The Almost, and they were so much fun! Anarbor's upbeat, power pop-infused songs are undeniably catchy carefree.Download "You and I (acoustic)"
Ironic title, no? The singer of Amber Oak sounds hauntingly similar to Steve Bays of Hot Hot Heat, a definite plus!
I honestly don't believe I'll ever be able to satisfy my constant need for soothing indie-rock.Once again, you may have to create a free Amazon.com account to access these downloads. However, it takes little to no time. So, are you ready to kick back and relax with a pina colada in one hand and your iPod in the other? Enjoy, happy followers! :)
Free Write'n Up A Storm.
Footsteps beyond the door.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
You distinguish your father’s slow, thoughtful trod.
Your mother’s overbearing, deliberate march.
You sister’s careful, timid waltz over eggshells-turned-landmines.
Always pacing.
Never in-sync.
You wonder where you fall into the monotonous menagerie.
Where your footsteps fall beyond closed doors.
Why your mother’s always worried.
Why your dad is never quite right.
Why your sister hides herself away.
Always pacing.
Never happy.
What will it be like when you’re gone.
Will your stride lengthen and set you free,
Or will silent shackles set in.
You stretch your legs, put on your shoes,
Stare at the door.
Always pacing.
Never ready.
This is your life.
These are your dreams.
Although they may come after you, you run.
Run for the bright lights that may blind you or serve as your spotlight.
Always pacing.
Never looking back.

Photo credit: Jason Nunez/Flickr
-Lindsay