saturday wedding

I know you're not supposed to wear white to a wedding, but I love this lace top way too much. Don't worry, I have a champagne color dress underneath.

the how I'm holding up post

Kevin has been gone for almost a month now. He's still state-side, but will be going overseas next week. He sent me a great V-day gift and having been in a long distance relationship for 4 years, I never really had a proper V-day, so nothing to mourn there.

I envisioned my weekends spent in complete solitude. I saw myself reading by day and falling asleep to Hulu at night, but so far, it hasn't been that way at all. Maybe my friends are making an extra effort to include me, since they know Kevin is gone. 

Whatever the reason, I find it much easier to say yes than to say no. That's not really a revelation, is it? Maybe if you're like me, you think, "I won't know anyone there," or "I don't usually like __ events." You rationalize a reason not to go when in reality,you get to know people a little better or enjoy yourself in spite of your initial reluctance. So why not? Say yes.

Super Bowl Mustache party

I can never spell mustache correctly. Is it mustache or moustache? I like the extra "o."

The nice thing about working is that you can spend your Saturday sleeping and not really care.

Last week, Kevin's unit graciously sent me a care package although he's the one that's deploying. They filled it with books on job search and coping with deployment. (Not going to lie, I was disappointed that nothing in that package was edible. I thought care package meant cookies??) Kevin told me no one screened the books and some of the spouses received weight loss books! Subsequently, he husbands got an earful when the packages arrived.

My week has been going pretty fast since I started working. I found out the other day that my assistant went to Yale for undergrad. I silently wondered if maybe I should have been assisting him. Isn't that the way these things are supposed to work?

I know most people would think, so what someone went to Yale. George W. Bush went to Yale! The  school prestige must be an Asian thing. I watched an interview with Kevin Lee (that weirdo designer from Real Housewives of Beverly Hills) and he kept talking about how Conan went to Harvard even though that was not the topic of the interview. On that note, I'll leave you a link below to a ridiculous Kevin Lee interview.

missing the funemployment life

It was delicious.






^ Banana caramel bread pudding

Huckleberry in Santa Monica

first day

I think I am at lawsuit mill. USC colleague has been there for 5 months, and she looks exhausted. She's handling 40 cases, all at once.

The office is practically deserted at 5 PM, minus USC colleague. The other new associate went to UCLA Law. I guess we're all desperate for employment.

Oh, I forgot to mention, I sit RIGHT NEXT to the boss until we move into a bigger office. I can reach over and tap him on the shoulder. 

"Love is not love which alters when it in alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove: O no! It is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken." 

"Love alters not with [time's] brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom." 

Thank you Mr. Shakespeare. You really are timeless.