"This is Twice Now"

I’m five weeks into my last year of high school and I can already tell that this is going to be the most interesting year I’ve ever had. We’ll start from the beginning… or maybe before the beginning… So starting at the end of last school year, I developed a minor major crush on this guy at my school. I’ll call him…Tad (remember that name, it might come up…all the time…). So at the end of junior year I had a dream, a dream that Tad was in my English class and we became friends, fell in love, dated…blah, blah, blah (just think every plot line of every cheesy romantic comedy you’ve ever seen). Then fast forward to my first day of senior year… I’m walking up to the door of my 1^st hour English class and imagine, just imagine, my surprise, my heart attack when Tad walks into the same exact class…No joke. Three days later, I open my math book for the first time at lunch while gushing about crushing on Tad again to my friend, whom I’ll call Aria, and what do I see popping out the side of my book? A DVD. I bet you’re thinking, “WTF, why does this chick freak out about everything.” Wait for it. I flip over the DVD…and it’s one of my absolute favorite movies…He’s Just Not That Into You…keep in mind, I never opened this math book until that moment. I proceed to freak out and convince myself I’m being tricked or messed with, but no! I mean, what are the chances of all that?! Is it going to be like the title of the movie where he’s really just not into me?! Or is it like in the movie plot line (and my dream) where we become friends but then it escalades?! It was a very freaky, psychological thriller-esque moment. But so far, it’s too early to tell what’s going on, but be sure that I will keep you posted on Tad…don’t worry.

In other news! Outside of school, life is starting to get even more exciting. Shows/concerts, football games, my own store (arryah.bigcartel.com), a New York trip and well…a lot more but you’ll just have to wait for all that. Saturday I went to multiple concerts…Cody Simpson (yes, I may tell people I went with my brother and sister because THEY like him…but really, who, at any age, could resist a sexy, blonde, Australian boy whose accent resembles that of a God?) played a free show at a mall in my town so I got to see him for the first time, then I went to an Anarbor/Lydia/The Season Premier/Western Medicine/and Reece show later that night. I can honestly say that I fell in love that night. If anybody hasn’t heard Lydia (with Mindy, without Mindy, I don’t really care), you are missing out on one of the most amazing, talented, genuine bands out there. The lead singer, Leighton, played acoustically and his voice is just incredible, it all comes so unbelievably natural to him. Please, please, please do yourself a favor and go listen to them, go buy their album, whatever you have to do…you’ll thank me. The other bands were pretty amazing too. My friend, I’ll call Hales, and I talked to a few, especially this bassist who looked exactly like Patrick from The Black Keys (therefore I’ll just call him Patrick). Well anyway, awkward story time! When Hales and I walked into the venue, this guy I did not know, who I’ll call Obee, came up to me, grabbed my arms and was about to pull me in for a hug but stopped and just stared at me. While I’m thinking, “Who the fuck is this guy? Yeah, he’s hot but who is he?!” he’s saying, “Oh shit, you’re not her. I’m sorry. I thought you were someone else. Shit.” Then Obee proceeded to legitimately run away. Awkward yet hysterical and it has surprisingly never happened before! First time for everything though, right?

So those are my weird stories of the week, more to come soon, or at least I’m hoping there are… I’m starting to realize that life will be way more fun with these awkward and once in a lifetime encounters. Does that mean that I’m going to start putting myself in awkward situations? Probably not. But I am willing to take a few more chances. Chances like talking to cute guy in the grocery store or at the show. Chances like wearing that bold outfit that you love but never thought you could pull off. Chances like belting out and dancing to your favorite song, not giving a shit what people think. Taking chances and having the courage to go out there and do everything I love, having the courage to grow.

Friday Night Lights... Rival Style

So since I last wrote, there has been a few major changes to my life.
First off, school and social lives are picking up the pace and becoming more exciting. Football games, Homecoming, parties, awards, etc. Last night was what they call, The Tukee Bowl, in my town. This game is basically the two biggest rivals battling against each other for the win...my school has won the past 2 years so we're uh...pretty cocky! Theme is black out, as always, and we are going to KILL. So bad ass. BUT because it's the weekend of 9/11 (God Bless America), our administration is making us incorporate red, white, and blue into our theme. So I'm feeling the tied at the waist black tank top with high waisted american flag shorts look. For example, these bad boys from Topshop...but dyed black...?

So yeah! The game was last night and my team lost but it was probably the most fun I've had at a football game so far... Pictures coming soon!

Besides all that, I don't have very many stories...minus the sporadic high school drama story, but you guys probably know enough about that without hearing it from me.

I am moving though! Which means new decorating opportunities... :D Literally my favorite thing next to dealing with anything fashion. I'm going to finally be able to get my clothing rack!! I'm not sure what else to do with it, I'll probably keep the same decor I have right now because why change it all when I'm moving in a year anyway?!

Some ideas I found though:

okay maybe not the actual hanging bed from Anthropologie, but the lamp and the simplicity of the room with one major focus point, love it.

I will definitely be doing something like this...I love the idea of displaying my clothes, they are a form of art after all.

Even though this is a guy's closet, I'm obsessed. Everything about this...the clothing rack, the shirts, the shelves, the brick wall, the lighting....amazing.

I just love all these patterns.

Ooooo AND it's Homecoming next week...theme is 50's but I'm thinking Old Hollywood Glamorous...with the form fitting black dress and red lipstick. Or hell! If I really feel like going all out, a form fitting red dress... I am not really the red dress type of girl but I think I'm feeling that look right now. But I'm not quite sure yet...We'll see! :)

Be infinite.

The Concrete Jungle Where Dreams are Made

So it's official...I am going to New York in less than two months! So unreal, I have never been and never really imagined myself going but here I am! I'm so excited to see everything I've only ever heard about...and also the fashion will be amazing. I'll get to take risks I never would have never tried in Arizona, because well, Arizona is just too casual and too hot for New York's high fashion! New York is supposed to be like 30-40 degrees when I go...Those temperatures aren't even possible in Arizona, so it'll be interesting wearing so much clothing... But I've found some inspiration off style blogs...pictures are as followed!

Cutest outfits...plus or minus a few minor things. Like add corduroy and burgundy pants, but everything else is adorable!

Other news! Not many more weird and awkwardly funny stories, sadly. Football season started last night, and our theme was Where's Waldo? and I didn't take any pictures which I'm kind of regretting now, but next time!

That's pretty much all for this week :/ I'll update soon though, big things are happening!

Be infinite.

This is the First Day of My Life

Hi. My name's Desire or Desiree or even D-Ray, call me whatever your heart desires.

This blog is kind of a reserection of my last blog on here. But it will be a little different from my first one because this one will be more...well, ME. So expect weird, random, funny, sweet, and super obsessed with infinity signs, fashion, and thrifting/DIY. On this blog I want to tell stories, stories about my days and what goes on...after all, high school is a weird time, perhaps the weirdest time in a person's whole life. And I will do just that...tell my stories, except I will change all (well most) of the names, just for privacy issues, and (hopefully) make you laugh, smile, and maybe even cry. But in addition to these stories, I want to include pictures, pictures of maybe what I wore that day, or what projects I want to make soon and all my inspirations, or pictures of the events that went on. So this, hopefully, will turn out to be a blog where someone can go and read random, crazy stories about the life of a high school senior but also a place where people can be inspired...by the fashion, by music I may post, or even by the stories. I just want to make someone feel like they can turn to this blog when they're sad, happy, annoyed, etc. or just, for lack of  a better word, uninspired.

But here's a little bit about myself...I'm Desire, a 17 year old high school senior, just looking for my path in life. Going off to college in a year with hopes and dreams of attending San Diego State University and also no idea of what I would study. Normally, I should be freaking out, right? But I'm not. I'm looking forward to just going with the flow because I'm the type of person who just wants to try out every little thing, every little project, sport, or food, just to say I tried it. I also know that eventually I will find my path and I will end up where I'm supposed to end up. But for now, I will be the girl who stresses about homework, clothes, and boys. I will also be the girl whose obsessions include, but are not limited to: concerts/music, The OC and Glee, the ocean, high waisted shorts with sleeveless button-ups, and pizza. There's only so much you can do at any given moment, and I'm starting to learn that what you do in that moment does have it's benefits (and its consequences) but those benefits can become huge advantages to our life..so what I'm trying to do is, live my life, thinking about the future, but living in the present and making every little thing that I do be something that benefits me, my life, and my future...otherwise, I'd be wandering around aimlessly, focusing on things that don't matter, things that won't ever matter. So fuck the hair that won't go down, fuck the boy that doesn't feel the same, and fuck feeling that you've lost control...because the only person in control, is you.

Be infinite.