Fashion Is A Way Of Living

Today I was assigned to write my last blog.  First of all, I want to emphasize and stress the importance of this blog.  The idea of the end is coming too fast.  Do not get it twisted, I want to get out of high school faster than anybody else.  I am ready to explore greater things, take on more responsibility, and start from scratch in college once again as a freshman.  Did you just notice my word choice?  In order to start I must end. 

I understand that, but there are certain things I will miss, this being one of them.  Teachers are next on my list, I have formed a greater bond with teachers than my peers.  This is because it was a different relationship, with respect and valid acknowledgement.  I will be keeping in touch with more teachers than students once I set off for college.  After teachers, my peers come next.  I am happy  to say that I have found those few honest and loyal friends that I can laugh, reminice, and share my life with.  Above all, I will miss my mother, yes I will only be in La Crosse, but not being able to hug her in the morning or kiss her goodnight is saddening.  Atleast I will be able to still call her and ask for advice.  I am most greatful for the hardships I have encountered.  With out them, I would not be the person I am today.  What is that you may ask?  Well good question, I am still trying to figure that out as well.  I do not think I will honestly be able to answer that ever, but I do know of the person I aspire to be: forgiving, patient, open-hearted, kind, respectful, selfless, and happy.  I do believe I am all of those things today, but not on a regular basis, but that is a challenge I strive to overcome until it comes naturally for me, even on the most difficult days.  

When I was thinking of what could be my last blog, I looked on the list I made myself for possibilites.  One that stood out the most was clothes, not the material, brand, size, but the meaning behind the clothes.  It is one of the ways I express myself each and every day.  I thought this best suited the fianlity because it is an insight to me, my outlook on others, and the world. 

I never understood the phrase, "pain is beauty," for I think the oppisite.  Beauty to me means comfertability.  When I feel comfertable I am confident, relaxed, and "beautiful".  When I was younger I never payed attention to fashion trends, not because I felt a rebel against all modern fashion, but because the money was never available.  I would use hand me downs from my sister to even cousins.  When name brand clothes began to mix in to my closet, I became fixated on only that.  I began to believe I was only "cool" to wear name brand clothing.  I still did not feel as if that really suited me.  I began to work in the summer and collected what ever money I had and started deviating from the expensive tags.  I shopped wisely but fashionably.  I still fall in trend with what is on television and magazines, but for the most part, I like to just buy what is cute.  According to most boys at my school, I dress weird, that to me is a compliment.  My favorite remark from some one was "those look like dutch shoes," awesome!

When I first got news that I was chosen for "best dressed" in our senior poll, I was not excited, but I was pleased.  I take pride in what I wear.  Sometimes when I am feeling very tired and just need to go to school for testing, then yes I will wear sweat pants and a hoodie.  I do not feel that is an emberassment, for that is what I feel comfertable in.  If at all possible, I do not like wearing things more than once within the  same month.  That in my case is not always possible, but each time I do have to reuse, I do it with different accessories and change it up a bit. 

Just like I said in my last blog, when you are trying to say something it is better when explained with a story line.  I feel strongly about clothing and it is also a form of explaining.  I have been told I look like different ethnicities with what I wear: Mexican (which I am), Italian, Brazilian, Portegues, Venezuelen, Spaniard, Native American, Puerto Rican, to even Russian.  I am not going to lie, that makes me secretely happy.  Figuring out who I am does not mean I have to stick to one image.  It can also be age decieving.  The point being, chosing what you wear is fun.  Wear your clothes do not let your clothes wear you!

I have many designers in mind when I chose how to wear my clothes.  What I found interesting was that I actually have more than just common likes and dislikes of designers, but also a common background and train of thought as them.  I was excited to watch the Ralph Lauren interview on Oprah, I feel more in tune than before about style and no, having a good style is not all about wearing crazy outfits that makes a statement, just ones that make you comfertable.

Ralph: The question is, "Why do you know who you are?" There I was, an insecure kid with a sense of style and—

Oprah: Were you always the best-dressed kid in school?

Ralph: As a kid, I was always into clothes, but I didn't have the money to buy them. When I'd get my brothers' hand-me-downs, there was an energy in me that made me say, "I want to get my own things, to make my own statement." Somewhere along the line, that energy—coupled with my exposure, through movies, to a world I hadn't known—turned into something.

Oprah: What you do is beyond clothes—it's about life. I get you, Ralph!

Ralph: You've got it. Over the years, we've all probably seen Cary Grant or Fred Astaire with their shoes lined up in a closet and thought, "Wow, that's amazing." As a kid, I shared a messed-up closet with my brothers—I couldn't even find my clothes. When I went to a friend's house and saw his closet, I thought, "My God, look at the shoe horns in his shoes!" It's those little things that make you think, "Could I have that?"

I love Ralph Lauren.

Adios bloggers, stay simplemente simple.

I Am As ___ As A ___

In my advanced composition class, my teacher asked of us to write out thoughts beginning with I am as ___ as a ___.  I did not know what I wanted to write so I just picked something random.  I usually begin all of my papers that way.  It gives me a start and I expand on it sentences by sentence word for word.  My thoughts jump around to much to actually know what I want to write about before hand.  It is more of a process.   

I am as peaceful as a stream that ventures out vigorously but quietly.  With every rock that is thrown at it, the current picks it up along, only adding to its beauty, calm and collect.  Through out the many types of scenery it passes, many breathe taking, few memorable, each contributing a different outlook.  As it weaves it also fluctuates but never bends out of shape, only explore caressing the curves.  Many explore, others destroy and pollute, but the few, the ones that take the effort to preserve, are the ones that appreciate the limited abundances.  As it reaches over mountain tops, the stream is at its highest peak but not its last.  Just as the journey may be long and tiresome and even lonely, it will not be for long.  At the end, many streams alike meet and join each other for a bigger voyage in the oceans open arms.  Together their past will create a future.

As I finished my thoughts with in the given time period I tried to expand my thoughts on friendship, the experiences and lessons I have learned, human interaction and also schooling.  Environmental factors came in to play due to the class I am taking this year and also the chapter we were just in, which is about water.

I loved how this whole paper did not have to be straight forward with what we actually wanted to say or felt, it could be in a form of a simile and metaphors.  I think that is a better way of explaining something instead of just telling the person how u feel, explanations can go further.  When you really want to give an explanation it is best to do so with a story line.

If I were to change what I have written to better my piece, I would say I would expand more and go deeper in to descriptions.  I am interested in seeing what readers got out of my thoughts before I briefly explained what it was about.  I think my best writing has come from this class because we get to express our feeling freely. 

Conquista Me

A veses sueño,
Somtimes i spelunk,
Pero sin dudar...
I never jump
Sin preguntar
Sometimes i cry,
A veses yo siento...
A whimsical notion
Y me ensima.
All fairytales expunge
Fuera de un libro,
With a plethora
De palabras
Of eloquent love.
Me hacen pensar
In an item
De tí y de mí.


In this poem I wanted to incorporate Spanish to mix things up.  Speaking Spanish is different than writing it.  What I found most difficult was making it flow while still making sense with the English.  In the end I find it satisfying to be able to speak both languages and express it in a way that makes sense to me.  In the future I will also be writing complete pieces in Spanish with an English translation.  Stay posted!

President Obama's Address

My teacher assigned extra credit if we would write about President Obama's address to the nation that Osama bin Laden has been killed.  Instead of just writing a traditional paper I decided to share my thoughts on the address in my blog.



What I found most admiring about this speech was his ability to instill pride in listeners and readers, myself alike, as if we were holding the gun that did the job.  His speech skills are impeccable.  Contrary to what most Obama “haters” out there, and if you are in my advanced composition class and reading this, then yes I mean a number of you, he did not only give credit to himself for the assassination. 

He gave credit where it was due, “thanks to the tireless and heroic work of our military and our counter terrorism professionals” and “a small team of Americans carried out the operation with extraordinary courage and capability.”  Not once did he say he did it all.  Yes, indeed he used “I” in his speech, “I determined that we had enough intelligence to take action, and authorized an operation to get Osama bin Laden,” but is it not President Obama’s job to do so?  Detractors need to stop and listen to what he said, and stop nit-picking at every little word.  Instead, really listen to what he has to say.  Unfortunately politics have to come in to play and attempt to ruin such a historical mark in history.

Osama bin Laden is dead.  Maybe that was not clear enough for the conspirators on the radio talk shows or even your next door neighbor.  I also support the decision of the government for not releasing pictures or videos.  Such cruelty does not need be seen by ten year old children.  If you are not taking action to make a change then do not complain, we do not need a whiney, complaining nation, we need “one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.”

I am proud to be an American and feel an even stronger sense of safety.  “Thanks for the men who carried out this operation, for they exemplify the professionalism, patriotism, and unparalleled courage of those who serve our country.”