You Are the Dancing Queen: Pt. 3

Written by Lindsay Scouras
It’s probably pretty obvious after not one, but two entries of photos from the Promiversary party that there are a lot of images to go through. If that’s the worst case scenario after an event, then you’re doing okay as a photographer. This next post is highlighting the fun stuff- the party! From pre-soiree shenanigans to making a grand entrance, from a picture perfect first dance to a 90’s pop mashup, this couple totally had it going on. Enjoy!

~L

You Better Work- Week Eight

Written by Lindsay Scouras

Here we are, the two month mark. I feel like I say this every week, therefore totally boring all of you, but I just can’t get over that a mere eight weeks ago I was living a completely different life than I am today. Okay, maybe not completely different. I still watch my same TV shows (maybe just a little less of them, with no DVR yet), I still haven’t really done any cooking for myself- basically what I’m trying to say is I’m still the same person. 

But being in a different place, working a new job, and even something as simple as wearing the things I want to wear has made me feel like this whole new person. Is everything perfect? No, of course not. Am I stress-free? Never. But it’s a different type of stress, the kind that comes from wanting to be good at your job and really caring about the work that you’re putting out there. What’s really made a difference is Steve was finally down here with me this whole week, which has been amazing. Not just because I get to eat again, but because it’s just nice to see your person everyday when you come home. 

But enough with the schmultz. Let’s go to the outfits!

Monday:

banana republic dress/payless flats/kris nations necklace

I was kind of all over the place with my clothes this week. Steve and I were dog sitting, which meant that we found ourselves living between two places that both aren’t ours. I tried to stick to easy things as I was running back and forth every few days to grab clothes. When I looked at some of these pictures, I was like, “ehhh, these are a little boring.” That’s the tricky thing- no matter how much you plan, sometimes, real life takes over. I have always liked this dress, mainly for its ease. You throw it on and your done. Ready for anything… like a safari! I needed a little color so I threw on red plaid flats. Why not?


Tuesday:

charlotte russe dress/j crew top/old navy flats

I admit, sometimes I even surprise myself with these looks. I’m not saying I’m God’s gift to nautical fashion (although if someone else wanted to say it, that would be okay), but I looked back at this one that I kind of threw on and was like, “damn, I really liked that outfit!” The weather was once again, crummy, hence the pulled back hair, which I also ended up liking. And of course, the return of… the Scrabble earrings! I have always considered these one of my “signature” pieces. I used to wear them all the time, and I noticed recently I’ve been wearing less fun earrings in place of more simple ones to compliment statement necklaces. I bought these when I lived in Cambridge at Joie de Vivre, and I used to buy them as gifts for people all the time. Unfortunately, they no longer carry them and I’ve had to resort to finding them online. 

Wednesday:

j crew blazer/h&m dress/old navy flats/diy kate spade necklace

Notice the new mirror location? Told you I was back and forth! Luckily my dog sitting gig came with a full-length mirror. After work on Wednesday I worked an event at the museum, so I had to look a little extra profesh (but with comfortable shoes). I bought this dress at H&M so many years ago and it has been with me through a multitude of events. I remember buying it for something crazy like $11 and it did not fit at all. A few nips and hems later, and it’s one of my most used outfits. Oddly enough, the material almost feels like it’s water resistant or something, which I don’t totally understand but it’s nice and light for events in the summer months. 

Thursday:

old navy sweater/gap shirt/j crew pants/forever 21 belt/payless flats

I bought these polka dotted chambray pants during a jaunt to the J. Crew outlet the last time I was on the mainland. They sat in the bag for almost two weeks because I couldn’t figure out what I wanted to wear them with. And then, my boss showed up to work in the exact same pants. Not that we can’t both own these pants, but after that I feared we would both show up in them on the same day. So I still didn’t wear them. Finally, I’m like, what the heck? You might not get it right the first time, but isn’t that what fashion is all about?

Friday:

hand-me-down dress (from my sister)/ny & co cardi/lululemon leggings/target boots

Okay, so I realize that there are a handful of Fridays where I am basically wearing a different version of the same outfit. This was another day that I was headed back to the mainland on the ferry after work. So the goal is to wear something appropriate for work but comfortable that you can wear it all day, including at work, on the boat, and then in the 1.5 hour car ride. That’s a pretty tall order, wardrobe wise. Since the weather hasn’t been great, I tend to go with the dress/legging/boot combo. Now that it’s getting a bit warmer (but barely) I’ll probably switch to a flat… or maybe even a flip flop. I cannot wait. 

~L

You Are the Dancing Queen: Pt. 2

Written by Lindsay Scouras
Back in March, I photographed a super fun prom-themed anniversary party for Christine and Joe. You can see the first round of picture here. Today I wanted to feature some of the pre-party shots, which of course had to include the exchanging of flowers and the traditional prom pose. I’m sure most people didn’t have to deal with snow on their prom day (except for me and my class, actually, as it did snow on our prom day back in 2002- so New Hampshire) but I thought the fresh snowfall provided a beautiful back drop for Christine’s bubble gum pink gown. Plus, how cute are these two together?

Enjoy the pics below, and check back soon for the party shots!

~L

You Better Work: Week Seven

Written by Lindsay Scouras

We’re finally living in the present! Week seven is here, and my struggle with Nantucket wind and weather continues. I always thought that in general, New England was a place of schizophrenic seasons, but when you are on an island thirty miles out to sea, it is, shall we say, amplified. As I write this, it’s sunny and beautiful out right now but also it looks like a freakin tornado. What’s a girl to do?

Wear everything she owns, duh. 

From floral tops to sweaters, and everything in between, my wardrobe is certainly getting a workout this week. Pieces I thought had run their course are suddenly back in rotation. Like bulky sweaters- this week marks the beginning of May, people. What is this?!

But I digress. Let’s move onto the outfits, shall we?

Monday:


forever 21 top & belt/banana republic vest/tj maxx pants/gap flats/pink pineapple necklace


Guys, I think I need more pants. It’s clear I love these red ones, but good lord, it might be time to mix it up. Instead of my normal nautical pairings, I decided to go with some black, white and gold accessories. This shirt was actually the first thing I ever bought at Forever 21 like seven years ago. Obviously, this is one of the longest and most meaningful relationships I’ve ever had. 

Tuesday:

old navy top & flats/ann taylor cardigan/banana republic skirt

And just like that, it was spring. The sun came out and so did the florals. I ate lunch outside that day with no coat in this outfit. It was glorious! And then…

Wednesday:

old navy jacket, sweater & chambray/forever 21 pants/gap flats/ny & co bag

… I reverted back into the arctic. I mean, it didn’t snow or anything, but I was layered up. And I still cried icy tears on my walk to work because I didn’t bring gloves. Gloves. It was May 1. Whatever. It’s never too cold for polka dotted pants. And my first Nantucket sock bun! Can you believe it? I wasn’t sure if they were ready yet. That’s a lie- I was more afraid a giant gust of wind would come along and my hair credibility would be ruined forever. But more excitingly, can we notice- new nautical phone cover, courtesy of a jaunt to the J.Crew outlet with Liz? I love my glitter Kate Spade one, but it’s gotten a little stretched out. With warm weather (hopefully) approaching, it was time for an upgrade. A super cheap totally on sale upgrade. 

Thursday:

old navy top/target skirt & shoes/forever 21 necklace & bracelet

I have always loved this full Isaac Mizrahi skirt that I got a bajillion years ago at Target- shocker- on a crazy sale. Sometimes, you just need a little more flounce, you know? Even for work. The only thing that bums me out about this look was my hair. I had a vision and it was just not happening. 

Friday:

No pic today. And what a bummer, because I really enjoyed my ensemble. Sometimes you have to just give way to reality- I worked a full day, then stayed until 11:00 for a late night event we were having. Don’t get me wrong- I volunteered, and I was happy to be a part of it, but by the time I got home, it just wasn’t happening. I mean, my pictures look like crap if I take them after 6:00 anyway since you know, I’m taking them myself in the mirror on an iPhone. The positive thing? I can repeat it at some point and no one will know. Mwahahahahaha. 

So let’s hope after this twister today dies down, we can really jump into spring/summer looks with full force. Unfortunately, none of my summer clothes are down here yet, so we’ll see if we can make it happen. IT HAS TO HAPPEN. 

~L

You Better Work- Week Six

Written by Lindsay Scouras

Okay, so I think this is the last of my catch up for #ootd posts. As the weeks go on, the weather in Nantucket gets slightly nicer, and then a day later reminds you why she’s known as the Grey Lady. Meaning it can be gorgeous and sunny, like sit out on a bench on your lunch break beautiful, and then the next day you wake up and you swear you’ve taken a time machine back to January. So depending on my mood, weather, and how many times I’ve hit snooze that day, my ensembles vary sometimes from one extreme to another. 

Monday:

j crew blazer/forever 21 dress & tights/payless boots/kate spade diy necklace

I’ve expressed before that I’m trying to step outside my color combo comfort zone. I love this orange dress, but I never know how to wear it (other than at Thanksgiving). I remember from my days in Intro to Visual Arts that orange and blue are complementary colors, so I thought I would give it a try. It’s a little short, so I definitely wanted to wear tights. It borders on matchy matchy- navy blazer, navy tights. But I wanted to balance out the large amount of pumpkin that was happening. And of course, a few good gold accessories, namely my Kate Spade keychain-turned super awesome necklace. 

Tuesday: 

forever 21 jacket & necklace/h&m top/tj maxx pants/target boots & umbrella

Hey what a surprise? It rained. I don’t know if you notice, but I have a tendency to not wear pants. Not like, Lady Gaga style, more like, I prefer skirts and dresses. I literally own two pair of pants right now that I like that are work appropriate/not black. So needless to say, these red ones have been on a pretty heavy rotation. Also this marks the first time I was rocking my natural hair texture on island, which is sort of partially wavy/partially straight/partially a lion’s mane. When I first dry my hair naturally with a diffuser, I swear I look just like Dee Snider. Hence why I hardly ever wear my hair this way. And the crazy thing is, people always tell me that they like it and I always assume they are lying. But like exercising, sometimes you have to give yourself a day of rest. Because let’s face it- the only body part I’m working on is my hair.

Wednesday:

old navy top, skirt & flats/ny & co belt and necklace
What do you know, that orange and blue combo strikes again. Weird, I didn’t even realize I wore the same color scheme a mere days apart until I wrote this post. Also, sometimes you have a moment where you realize what a slave you are to particular brands when you go to describe your look and you’re wearing head to toe one store. Whoops. Anyway, this skirt was one of those pieces that I purchased on a whim and had no idea what to wear it with. The color in the skirt (you know, the one that isn’t orange) is more of a cream than a white, which goes with almost nothing. I actually put the question out to some blog friends last year and Lisa from Respect the Shoes was the one who suggested a denim/chambray shirt. At the time, I was like, what the hell is chambray? And now? You can’t throw a rock in the mall and not hit eight different styles of chambray shirts. 

Thursday:

forever 21 top & necklace/j crew skirt/gap flats/ny & company bag

The weather finally improved to the point that it made sense to wash my hair. I love the pieces of this ensemble separately because they can do so many things. This striped top I bought years ago and I have worn it to death. I mean, how can you not love a gold beaded shoulder pad? And this skirt is probably one of my favorite J. Crew purchases ever (on sale of course). It’s a classic shape but with a modern color. I totally fell victim of seeing it on a million other bloggers and was like “oh my God I must have that gimme gimme gimme.” Not my proudest moment, but I’m pleased with the outcome. 

Friday:

shabby apple dress/rue 21 earrings/payless flats

Friday marked the official beginning of Daffodil Weekend, the first time this year that I’ve seen more than ten people on Nantucket in the same day. The entire island is decked out with daffodils, and people are not at all hesitant to match those very yellow flowers from head to toe. Since I knew I would spend the main part of Daffy Day in costume (more on that later), I knew I had to rock my most yellow outfit at work on Friday. I got this dress at Boutique in Stowe last year for my birthday, and this is only the second time I’ve been able to wear it. However, that moment was bittersweet, because despite steaming it a solid four times in the morning, it completely wrinkled the moment I sat down, and it continued to accumulate wrinkles the rest of the day. #fashionbummer

And with that, we’re caught up to this point, which is week seven, which I can’t even fathom. How have I already been on Nantucket for seven weeks? It feels like yesterday, but it also feels like a year ago that I left my old job, packed up my life and stepped on a boat, headed for an island. And yes, I am trying to still not repeat an outfit. Priorities.

~L

You Better Work: Week Five

Written by Lindsay Scouras

So week five was a tough/weird/horrible/confusing string of days. I previously shared what I was feeling and thinking during the bombing on Marathon Monday. As awful as that was, I never imagined how the week would end and that I could possibly feel more stressed about what was happening in my adopted state and former city. I don’t know why, I just couldn’t get any of it out of my head. 

Even my beloved outfit photos suffered. Not only was I distracted, but it just didn’t seem appropriate to take outfit photos when there was so much more important things happening. So Monday, no photo. And Friday I was headed back to the mainland, so between leaving work early, getting on the ferry, driving home for two hours and then all this while listening to a friggen manhunt happening in Boston… well frankly, I didn’t think anyone gave a crap about what I was wearing. And to be honest, it wasn’t that great. I was honestly going for comfort just to get me through the many hours and methods of travel.

So let’s focus on something fun for a minute, shall we?

Tuesday:

old navy sweater & flats/lacoste polo/forever 21 skirt

So you saw this outfit already, but I wanted to include the details. This was my “day after” outfit. When I woke up that morning, I had no clue what to wear. I mean, I gave up wearing all black when I left my last job, but I certainly didn’t feel like wearing my usual cheery pops of color that day. So when I pulled out this sweater that I’m pretty sure was an after-Christmas clearance item, I felt like I had figured it out. It just made sense to me. 

Wednesday:

ann taylor cardi/target dress & boots/lulu lemon leggings/kris nations necklace

I know I’ve been really trying to not repeat outfits, and I haven’t… yet. But there are definitely certain pieces that have come into heavy rotation in my wardrobe, and this cardigan is one of them. I love that it’s lightweight, and it’s a great red orange shade that really pops. This was another day where the weather was ehhh, hence the leggings, boots and no effort put into a hairstyle that day. 

Thursday:

j crew sweater, coat & bag/express shirt/american apparel skirt/old navy shoes

I have been debating back and forth about leopard at the office. Fortunately I have a very relaxed work environment, and depending on how you put it together, I think you can totally class up the Peg Bundy look. Next up… figuring out how I’m going to work in my leopard pumps. And I believe that a good pink coat makes any outfit look even better. 

Next week will be a little lighter, I promise. Thanks to everyone in Boston for being amazing- from my super strong friends to people I don’t even know. I felt like I was crumbling on the inside, and I wasn’t even there. But it’s comforting to know that in scary times, there are good people out there, doing far more important and helpful things than me taking pictures of my outfits.

~L

Gleecap: The Lights That Stop Me Turn to Stone

Written by Lindsay Scouras

Tonight started as so many episodes have in the past- with someone from the Glee club snooping on a rival singing group. And what a surprise- it’s another former reality show wonder that has suddenly arrived on the scene!

As Mr. Schuester was warning them about their impending competition, McKinley High’s power suddenly shut down. Instead of being scared, everyone seemed super jazzed to be hanging out at school in the dark. Correct me if I’m wrong, but shouldn’t there be a small amount of concern? I mean, just a mere two weeks ago we had an almost school shooting. Despite the circumstances, the ever inept Principal Figgins decided to keep everything as it were and continue the school day. Which of course, inspired Mr. Schu with a (decent) new theme- unplugged week!

Back in the Brooklyn loft, Kurt and Rachel had an intervention with Santana, who despite their judgey-ness, was not at all embarrassed that she was working it as a cage dancer in a lesbian bar and not trying to become a Broadway star. Get it, girl. She’s nineteen- who the hell cares? I was glad to see that this sudden attack didn’t affect her sassiness, and I absolutely loved the “Run, Joey Run” reference, a la season one.

Back in the lantern-filled choir room, the Gleeks were hard at work. And by hard at work, I mean Sam made a lot of uncomfortable references to his conception and stripper past before giving an acoustic performance of “You’ve Lost that Loving Feeling.” Ryder joined in uninvited, but the blend of their boy band worthy voices and leftover Bieber haircuts kind of worked. 

Artie was up next, but he’s a gangsta’ yo, and just couldn’t go on without his “synth.” Sam became frustrated by everyone’s dependency on technology and lectured them about disconnecting, which I found ironic given that practically every member the cast are diehard Twitter users in real life. 

In NYC with SJP! Who even knew that Kurt was still pretending to work at Vogue.com? His boss Isabel continued to be as lovely as ever and oddly supportive of Kurt’s school related absence, but she was very excited to have him back just in time for a huge gala teeming with celebrities and swag bags. And because we have entered a realm so far out of reality that this was “work,” he was allowed to bring extra friends to help!

Back in Sue’s new life, she was back to her angry journal-writing and seemed to have actually found a perfect new job for herself as a personal trainer. There she could scream at people that were actually paying her for her guidance and it was finally appropriate for her to wear a track suit everyday. Somehow Blaine and his sweaty mop snuck in and tried to persuade Sue to return to the halls of McKinley and save the sorry Cheerios. Sue stuck to her guns and refused, claiming she was wear she was supposed to be, which I sort of agreed. 

But why would she want to return to McKinley when THE POWER WAS STILL OUT?! It had been what, days?! 

Ryder confessed that he really wanted to “reveal” himself, and for a second I was concerned. I mean, what is left? Between teen pregnancies, questioning sexuality and gender, learning disorders, eating disorders, depression, bullying, catfishing, being differently abled- we’ve pretty much run the gambit of issues here. He sang “Everybody Hurts” which I could have sworn had already been sung (upon further investigation, I discovered it was featured on an episode of The Glee Project on his season no less), but judging from his candlelit prayer cycle, everyone was totally into it. 

All of the males in the Glee were inappropriately supportive when Ryder finally revealed that he had been molested as a preteen… by a girl. After all the things everyone in this group has been through, they couldn’t have at least feigned the tiniest bit of empathy? Oh well. I guess that’s the most realistic thing Glee has done in a while- have the boys act like complete and utter idiots, and not super-sensitive amazing boyfriends. Teen girls, that is real. Get used to it.

At Breadsticks, Kitty confessed to Ryder that not only had she broken up with Puck, but she had been through a similar situation as Ryder had when she was younger. And she admitted why she’s been a huge bitch this entire season, and as with most awful popular girls, she was clearly overcompensating for something.

Back at the auditorium, the Glee club was reveling in their technology-free lives with a Stomp-inspired rendition of “We Will Rock You.” It was kind of cool, but I just couldn’t get over that they haven’t had electricity at school for like, a week. Although we did get to see some of Jake’s awesome tap moves (?!?!?!).

On the field, Sue was hanging out in the bleachers stalking her former team. Which is weird, because since the school officials are still under the impression she fired a gun at school, you think there’d be some kind of security preventing her from coming within a certain distance. She then launched into a dream performance of “Little Girls” from Annie, which I thought was one of the most perfectly selected songs in Glee history. Especially since if you remember, Sue’s mother was played by Carol Burnett. 

At the Vogue party, Rachel and Kurt scurried around as happy little helpers and Santana sulked in the corner. SJP told her that every little girl dreams of being a ballerina (um, not true, but thanks for stereotyping) and then they all sang “At the Ballet” from Chorus Line ON STAGE. I love that song. I love all the songs from that show. And I loved seeing all of them sing in super fancy evening wear. And how appropriate that Sarah Jessica was singing the verse about not being traditionally beautiful? The whole song was just perfection. Minus the fact that it was completely unreal and that they had to cut out some of the dialogue/changed it entirely. They wrapped it up with Carrie… I mean Izzy… telling them that they were young and had plenty of time to figure out what they want to do with their lives. But if it’s doing nothing and wearing designer gowns and singing on really big stages, well then I guess they have all made it and no additional growth is necessary.

don’t get it twisted, high school seniors: this is not college.
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Back in Lima, Roz had finally had enough of Becky’s behavior (is she really allowed to call her an adult baby? Like really?) and refused to be known as an “eye farter” which for some reason, made me laugh really really hard. In an act of God, the power came back on, but there was still a lesson to be learned. So don’t plug your expensive spotlights and pyrotechnics just yet. 

In the library, Ryder was still entertaining the idea that his catfisher was the one for him, even after Kitty threw her emotionally broken self at him. Side note: I’m so glad that I have an ancient laptop in which the screen occasionally turns completely white and Ryder is using a super fancy Mac with a wireless keyboard to sext his imaginary girlfriend while he is at school. The universe is unfair. 

Finally, all was right in the auditorium. And even though they voluntarily remained unplugged, New Directions still couldn’t resist having a few snazzy lighting cues. I just have to know- is there an accapella group in existence that hasn’t sang “For the Longest Time?” I think not. 

We’re down to just a few more episodes… and shocker! Next week is another theme week. And it’s… Stevie Wonder? As much as I love me some “Superstition,” do we really have time for this? Nationals are only a few weeks away. Finn was MIA, and I don’t even remember if Brittany was shown on camera once. Is she on maternity leave already?! None of that matters though… because our girl Mercedes is back next week! And Mike Chang! Can I get a hallelujah? 

~L

You Better Work: Week Four

Written by Lindsay Scouras

Wow. I am like an entire week behind on outfit posts. And let me tell you, this is a good week, if I do say so myself. I got the most likes ever on a Monday outfit and I took a picture every day. So I had it together, but clearly not together enough to post on time. So let’s get to it:

Monday:

gap sweater/old navy button down/forever 21 necklace/j crew skirt/macys shoes

Guys, it happened. I’ve peaked. And it’s only week four, so I’m kind of screwed. I got the most likes I’ve ever gotten on Instagram and Facebook with this one. I actually put together this outfit when I was preparing for my interview, and decided against it because I thought it was a tad too casual. But I loved it, and I banked it in my style memory for a later date. Which is awesome, because let me tell you- getting this skirt was work. I saw it at the J. Crew outlet months ago, and though it was cute, but I had no money and therefore no business even being there. Time goes by, I get a J. Crew gift card. Yes! Now I can buy clothes. Go back to outlet, skirt doesn’t exist anymore because, duh, it’s an outlet. I go home, skirt is sold out online. I consider getting the black and white version. Damn, I should have bought that one too. Then I became a crazy person and started calling random J. Crew Factory stores throughout the country. Finally some nice person puts me out of my misery by telling me that a random store in California has one. I immediately call them, sales girl tells me she’s never heard of Massachusetts, agrees to mail me skirt regardless. I wear it to my interview, and get the job. I’m not saying they’re related. It’s just a great skirt. 

Tuesday:

old navy top/forever 21 necklace/j crew jeans/ll bean wellies

You’re probably thinking, “uh Lindsay? I know you’ve never worked in an office before, but this isn’t traditional work wear.” And while you are right, you should know that this particular outfit was for a field trip day where we got to go to another whaling museum to visit. What a surprise? The forecast was rain. Of course this is the day that ended up being 75 and sunny and I was sweating in my tube socks and wellies. Regardless, it was a great day and I got to know a bunch of my coworkers. Plus we got to go to the mainland and take a trip to the Christmas Tree Shop and Trader Joe’s. Win-win.

Wednesday:

banana republic button down/ny & co cardi/ann taylor skirt/temptation
watch/forever 21 bracelet/old navy earrings/express flats

Can you believe that this skirt is a hand me down? Yes, adults can have hand me downs. I know, I can’t resist a free anything. My friend Jaimie was getting rid of clothes she didn’t wear anymore, because like me, she could only wear black to work. So what do I do? Take half her clothes. I couldn’t help it. And it only took like two years, but I finally wore it. 

Thursday:

h&m dress/forever 21 belt/ny & co necklace/target heels

Some days, you just need to dress up a little, you know? I had to introduce a speaker at work that day, and I wanted to present myself in a classy way. This dress is super versatile. It’s jersey, so it’s casual enough but can be dressed up with the right accessories. It came with a skinny red belt, but I’ve worn it with just about every color belt I own. The intention was for there to be another color involved here, but tragedy struck as I put on my turquoise bubble necklace in the morning and one of the “bubbles” popped out. Thanks a lot, eBay. So I threw this gold geometric necklace as an afterthought. 

Friday:

j crew blazer/forever 21 top/tj maxx pants/target shoes

What a surprise? It was Friday, and it rained. Just like last week. Except unlike last week, I did not get hit by a title wave of dirty water and go into a wet dog-induced rage. But I was prepared- I wore pants. And my L.L. Bean boots, at least for the walk to work and back. But then I changed into my leopard smoking slippers, because hey- it was Friday! And I’m fun!

Another week down, and still no repeats! Sure there are some pieces heavily in rotation here and there, and obviously certain color schemes keep popping up, but I’m still looking for new ways to mix it up. 

Don’t forget to follow me on Instagram (@legallylinz) to see these outfits in real time, instead of having to wait for my late posts. 

~L

Gleecap: I Love College

Written by Lindsay Scouras

Thankfully, this week’s episode of Glee started on a lighter note than the last. I think if the school violence episode had been tonight, I don’t know that I could have handled it. Instead, we got to see Finn starting his new life at the practically Ivy League University of Lima. Apparently everyone there majors in the Harlem Shake. I liked seeing Finn sort of happy, even if he is basically just a carbon copy of Will Schuester with his penchant for cardigans and messenger bags. It was there he was reunited with his former best friend/teammate/enemy/girlfriend stealer Puck, who has suddenly entered the world of college mid-semester with an equally low GPA and no explanation for how any of this is possible.

Rachel was back in all her Berry glory, doing overly confident voice overs about her destiny to become the next Barbra. If she was wearing kneesocks I would have died and gone to heaven, thinking it was 2010. 

Back in Lima, the Glee club was still managing to weird it up with all of their idiosyncracies. Tina is onto the next big thing, steampunk (which I thought had already run its course- after all it was a them on an episode of America’s Next Top Model like, two seasons ago), Unique is popping pills- birth control pills, that is, Sam is pretending he has a twin brother and forgot what shampoo was, and Blaine is just putting up with all of it.

After taking the rap for Becky last week, Sue Sylvester had been replaced- by a peppier than ever Coach Roz, aka Rich Bitch Nene Lekes rocking her best finger wave. Mr Schu fell back into his pattern of giving the Glee club, once again, horribly dated overly themed numbers while Marley pined to sing her original material, circa two years ago. 

Will decided to finally put the past behind him and pay Finn a visit at college, where he had um… adjusted quite well. Finn refused to accept Schu’s apology, and for a moment I was crushed that all my former favorite Gleeks really were moving on, much like people do in real life post-high school. Tear. 

Cut to Rachel, who was preparing for her Funny Girl audition in a fury. What was the perfect song for her to sing, and more importantly, is there even a Barbra song left we haven’t heard her belt in the Lima High auditorium? One cannot solve these conundrums alone. Fortunately, Rachel’s biological mom showed up at her school in a completely different city than when we last saw her, just in time to coach her and of course, engage in a little top 40 mother/daughter duet, which I loved. That Emilie Sande number was the perfect choice for their lovely vocal blend. I swear, being in the prescence of that amount of natural talent (even on tv) is enough to make you crazy. 

Back at U of Lima, Finn and Puck were singing their freshman hearts out with a pretty good rendition of “Fight for Your Right.” My heart skipped a beat to see Finn drumming again, even thought I was a little confused how the entire frat party could hear him, sans microphone. He even out-Schued himself as the only guy in the place rocking a tie while everyone else was drenched in beer. Apparently this was a very accepting frat, as they immediately invited them to be brothers (not pledges, brothers) despite their Glee club ties and suspected homosexuality.

Marley called everyone to the auditorium for a sad song party, and they proceeded to sing about being besties forever while I tried to figure out when Marley had time to take music theory and compose harmonies while she was having an emotional breakdown with a side of bulimia. And can we agree that the song kind of sucked? I felt like it was just a sadder version of the Golden Girls theme song. Mr. Schu was doing his teacherly duty of spying on them from the wings and wondering when it was exactly that he stopped believing in his kids and their talents. For singing, not writing music of course, because let’s face it, all the original songs they’ve ever done are mediocre, at best. 

Finn was just barely attempting to plug in a computer (okay, if he can’t figure this one out, then maybe college is not for him) when Rachel called and interrupted him with a very important question… about herself. And her audition. You can take the girl out of Glee club…

Finn advised her to go back to her roots, and go back she did. With a piano bar version of the song that started it all, “Don’t Stop Believing.” As she sang, her original gang (which at first seemed like was excluding Artie, but there he was, on the sidelines again, strumming the guitar) appeared magically behind her, like a musical mirage, and for a second, I was reminded that Mercedes ever existed. It was a touching little number, although I don’t know if it really showed off her pipes the way other songs have in the past. But for nostaligic Gleeks like me, it was just what the doctor ordered. Apparently, the directors liked her, and they were kind enough to wait until she had finished to shut down the house lights. 


Despite his dream to become a teacher, Finn was already screwing up his chance by sleeping through classes and resorted to taking advice from Puck, who apparently isn’t even enrolled in school at all. 

Back at Lima High, Coach Roz was displeased at some of the Cheerios she inherited, namely Gay Blaine and Adult Baby Becky. I don’t even remember what other insults she hurled because she talked so fast. 

Mr. Schu continued to lurk around the auditorium, reveling in the days of competitions past. Finn surprised him by showing up and negotiating a deal that he would come back and help him, under one condition- he wanted to be treated like a teacher. Get over yourself, Finn. Teachers aren’t even treated like teachers, and they’ve completed more than two weeks of higher education, unlike yourself. 

Back at the ridiculously oversized Brooklyn loft, Rachel was waiting by the phone to hear the results of her throwback audition. As Kurt attempted to derail her Broadway career by stuffing her full of cookies fresh out of the oven, she got The Call. She had made it. She got a callback. Her life will never be the same. Or will it..?

Who knows where this road will take us. Now that we know Finn is going to be out soon, there’s only so much left for that storyline this season, and Brittany’s already showing! I don’t know where Ryan Murphy is taking us for the end of season four, but now that we know we get at least two more to go, there is so much that could be done. 

See you next week as we count down to the season finale!

~L

If You’re Lost and Alone, Carry On

Written by Lindsay Scouras

I don’t even know where to start. How does one put into words something that they don’t understand? I didn’t even know what label to use for this post. Because I’ve never had to talk about things like this before.

Looking back at yesterday, everything can be defined as occurring before it happened or after it happened. My boss kind of casually popped out of her office and mentioned what happened. Not because it was a casual event, but because I could tell she was trying not to cause anyone to majorly freakout when so little information was available. As part of my job, I had Twitter and Facebook already up on my computer, and was trying to make sense of what they were saying had happened. In a panic, I tried to get on boston.com or some other legitimate news source and couldn’t, leaving me in a state of continual refreshing to find out any details.

As I sat at my desk, in an office on an island 30 miles away from the coast of Massachusetts, I couldn’t help but feel connected and isolated at the same time. All I could think about is that I was standing on that street a mere 48 hours before, walking down the sidewalk of Boylston and admiring the setup that was in place, seeing runners everywhere, either getting in their last minutes of training or toting around bright yellow bags from picking up their marathon essentials. A weird paranoia takes over- were the explosives there then? Would I have seen anything out of the ordinary if I were paying attention? For a moment I thought about myself, and then realized how many people, some close, and some mere aquantinces, that I knew that were in some way involved in Marathon Monday. 

I have never personally witnessed it, and I grew up less than an hour away. But to be honest, I have never cared for running- doing it myself or watching others do it, and given that it was a holiday and school vacation, I always had to work. My friends used to look forward to it with excitement every year, whether or not they were training their bodies or just headed to a bar on the route to witness the spectacle. I was completely distracted from my work and sat for 45 minutes just checking Facebook, Twitter and furiously texting to make sure that everyone I knew who possibly could be there was okay. It was only minutes, but felt like hours until I got some responses. I was even tracking people I barely knew but had known via social media that they were running on the tracker provided by the Marathon association to see if they were safe. Friends in places like New York City sent me texts acknowledging that while they knew I was on an island nowhere near Boston, they just wanted to make sure that Steve and I were okay.
Because that’s how things are around here. Boston is a small city, and if you live anywhere in this state or even in surrounding New England states, you feel a connection to it. People outside of this area don’t differentiate Boston as its own city sometimes, as I found when I first attended college in upstate New York and people assumed that New Hampshire and Boston were somehow the same place (or didn’t realize that New Hampshire existed at all).

I was in Boston on Saturday for a last minute opportunity to do something as a result of my blog that now I can only look back on as a memory of as an ordinary day spent taking pictures on the Common and the Public Gardens with the city in the background. I was so excited to be a part of it, and now I fear I won’t be able to look back at the photos and not remember is as an eve to a somewhat loss of innocence. I hope someday I can share the pictures with you to celebrate a tiny ion of accomplishment for this blog that I love so much with respect for what happened only days later.

Unless you’re new here, you know that the highlight of my day is posting my #OOTD pic when I get home from work. I’ve been doing it for a month straight now, and it’s just part of my routine. I get so excited to share this little thing that I do with people that are far away and it brings me so much excitement anytime I get a comment or a like, or if people ask me where my bracelet is from. It’s silly, but now it feels like that is just a part of my life and I love that consistency. 

But yesterday was not a day for consistency. It was the day where everything you know changes in a second. Where you doubt your own actions out of fear that it’s not right or that you are wasting energy on something so unimportant while much more serious and awful things are happening not so far away from you. When I got home, an outfit photo didn’t even cross my mind. It wasn’t until 8:00 that I even thought about it for the first time and thought about how not necessary it was. People had died. Others lost limbs. Who really effin cared about the Old Navy dress I was wearing?


It’s been a little over 24 hours, and I am still frantically obsessed with finding out information. I’ve been refreshing Boston.com every 5 minutes, looking for answers. Of course there aren’t any, and probably won’t be for a while. But it’s through social media that I am staying connected, because right now, being 30 miles out to sea feels like being in Antarctica.

So today, I went back. Aside from seeing and hearing all these horrible things, nothing for me had technically changed. I wasn’t there. Everyone I know that was there is okay. I went to work and had a staff meeting and ate lunch with my husband and went about my day. It still consumed my thoughts and was always present in the back of my mind, but I was trying to do what they told me to do- go back to your normal life. Don’t let this stop you from living. I’m still me, I just feel like a sad version of me. But I’ve been told that it brings some people happiness and inspiration when they see my outfit photos, so I went back to posting again. It felt weird, doing something that feels so self-centered (I mean, it is called a selfie after all) knowing what is happening to people right now. But it also felt necessary to do something normal and kind of fun again, and to hope that maybe it could have momentarily distracted someone today from feeling sad too.
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So that’s all for today, folks. I hope you are all okay, physically, mentally, emotionally. I hope it gets better for everyone. And I hope that the world we live in can still be beautiful and creative and that it’s okay to want to laugh and smile again. Because if we can’t, then what are we doing?

~L