I hit a new milestone! While in Target recently, I came across a maxi dress that actually looked like it fit me. Not in that it wasn’t too small/large, but that it wasn’t too long. I’m a measly 5’2″ so most maxi skirts/dresses wind up with fabric in a heap on the floor around my feet – and as much as I may not mind rocking heels, I never want to own something that has to have heels worn with it.
Isn’t it lovely?! I was actually pleased it was a plain grey. I was hoping for a slightly darker fabric (slimming and less likely to show dirt on the long hem), but I definitely didn’t want any horizontal stripes (hello unflattering) or crazy patterns (too exciting for my style).
It even came with a cute studded belt! Unfortunately, I’m still a bit fluffy to wear this dress confidently (it works, though!), and the belt is too small even at my waist. Nevertheless, it’s motivation to continue eating right and hitting up the gym!
My favorite part of this dress, and what makes it most wearable for me, is the tapered hemline. The back of the dress is definitely very long, within an inch of the ground. If I wear flats with this dress, it will undoubtedly get dirty from my shoes hitting it or simply touching uneven ground. However, the front comes up almost to my knees! It makes it much cooler, and much easier to walk in. This is undoubtedly why the dress caught my eye and how it found a home.
I recently moved to a different neighborhood and have had to find new shops – grocery store, pharmacy, convenience store, etc. As exciting as it is to explore new things, it’s simultaneously exasperating when you’ve finally just begun to feel as though you’ve got a shopping routine down.
Shaunna was telling me how, as part of her New Year’s goals of saving up for a home, she has begun to budget her grocery shopping to a dime. While I’m not quite prepared or motivated enough to be that strict with my food budget (yet?), I was inspired by her stories of mountains of food for about $50/week. Her secret? Local Mexican markets.
Living in the Los Angeles area, Mexican markets are everywhere (Superior, Top Valu, you name it.) Problem is, to the untrained eye, they’re also easy to overlook. Being from the southeast, we never had an equivalent; our market choices were limited to moderate quality/moderate price (Albertson’s or Winn-Dixie), high quality/moderate price (Publix), overpriced (Whole Foods), or small family-owned Cuban bodegas. These Mexican markets didn’t look like more than a glorified dollar store with their locations and bright yellow signage. I could not have been more wrong.
These markets are a steal. It’s mind boggling how affordable they are: 3 lbs of bananas for $.99; 2 lbs of roma tomatoes for $.99; 3 lbs of oranges for $.99; 4 2-liter bottles of soda for $5. That’s just what I remember off the top of my head.
While I’m still trying to master planning meals in advance and reusing leftovers for meals throughout the week, I’m excited at the prospect of reducing my grocery bills over the next few weeks with the weekly ads and our new found market!
In third or fourth grade, we were given an eye test at school. That test would be the first test I ever failed in my school career. After several years of nagging by my parents, and a progressive increase in the severity of my astigmatism, I eventually got to a point where I needed to wear glasses full time.
Being a girl going through the usual growing pains and changes growing up, I of course didn’t want to wear nerdy glasses all the time! I never liked the concept of wearing a foreign object on my eyeball, but hey – don’t knock contacts ’til you try ‘em. So I tried them.
I failed miserably at using contacts. At the time, contacts for astigmatism were large and weighted. My eyes are quite small and set back in my sockets, making it very difficult to pull my eyelids open comfortably. The doctor had to help me get the contacts into my eyes both separate attempts; getting them out wasn’t too bad, but putting them in was the challenge. On both occasions, I got so frustrated trying to put them in on my own I wouldn’t bother with them again.
Fast forward to today, a little over 10 years later. I went in for a usual eye exam and thought, “You know what? It’s time to try again!” The doctor held my hand in putting them in myself at the office, which went surprisingly well. I went so far as to wear the contacts all day, but naturally, my eyes dried out terribly since they weren’t used to it. My eyes were itching like I’d never felt before. I got home in the evening, about 9-10 hours into wearing them, and I couldn’t wait to get them out.
… except I couldn’t get them out. My eyes were so dry, I couldn’t get a good grip on the lens. Thankfully my roommate (who wears contacts regularly) had eye drops to soothe my dry, itchy, tired eyes. The eye drops also served to loosen up the lens! I was able to get them both out easily within ten minutes of using eye drops.
Will I continue to try out the contacts? I think so. They’ll be incredibly convenient for my active days: the gym, hiking, running, or the beach. I’m definitely going to give my eyes a rest tomorrow though and try again over the weekend.
Wish me luck!
About a week ago Andrew and I went for a hike up in Whittier. It turned out to be a gorgeous day (albeit hazy) and the hike itself was really fun! We wound up hiking for about 1 hour 45 minutes; we wanted to keep going but Andrew’s knee was acting up. Bummer!
Here’s a view from the first leg of the hike, and the steepest bit, going up to the graffiti water tower.
I took a little breather midway up the hill to pretend to be artistic; that’s Andrew heading up the last bit!
The graffiti water tower in all its glory. It was actually pretty cool to read some of the ridiculous things people wrote on the tower. I’m surprised the park or authorities don’t try to cover up the graffiti. It seems like the graffiti is a part of the draw of this unofficial landmark.
I’m curious as to what type of beetle this guy is. We went to poke him, but he stuck his butt up at us – I can only assume to sting or stink us!
Buddhist temple and what I believe is a cemetery in the background.
Cactus patch! Too bad the blossoms were a bit dried up.
A decent switchback back down at the end of our hike. Andrew doesn’t like switchbacks because they’re boring, but I thought it was fun! It reminded me of a pinball machine.
And last but not least, a little friend we made along the way!
Andrew and I found food trucks not to far from our apartment so we decided to hit them up for dinner! We visited several trucks and shared a couple different meals ranging from a vegan fried avocado taco, to chicken-sausage gumbolaya, to garlic-feta cheese fries, to froyo.
My favorite truck of the night was, by far, Ragin’ Cajun. The owner was from just south of Vicksburg, MS and everything about it seemed legitimate. First we ordered a catfish po boy, which was tasty but not the highlight of our order. We tried a couple of their hot sauces (the spicy garlic was by far the best) as well.
We ordered a combo plate, so in addition to our catfish we also got gumbolaya, some weird hybrid dish of gumbo + jambalaya, with chicken and sausage. It was absolutely delicious. It made me think of the south and of home. The picture doesn’t do it justice.
We noticed that they have a location in Hermosa Beach, and I definitely want to go. As tasty as the foods were from their food truck, I can only imagine how much tastier their dishes are made in a legitimate kitchen, fresh to order. Even still, this truck is, so far, my favorite food truck I’ve come across since moving out to LA.