Hello!! After seeing the movie trailer for The Lucky One, I was like, well, I want to see this movie, so this is my chance to finally read a Nicholas Sparks book before I see the movie. A while back, my amazing friend, a Sparks’ fan, told me about his book that would star Zac Efron in the movie version. I was like “Good…I finally can read a NS book and then watch the movie”. Mind you, I love Zfron with my heart. I find him to be a total stud muffin, as with any “pretty boy”. I am not the kind of person to not read, but I always “forget” to read the book before the movie comes out. After seeing quite a ton of tear jerking Sparks’ films, I decided I would read this one. Now, this book would have not really sparked (get it, the author’s last name is Sparks!) my interest at all if the actor was not Zac. I am more of a star crossed lover tale in South Carolina, not about people who work in such heroic career (Dear John/The Lucky One), because it is too sad and I am still clueless about rankings/military terms/countries we are at war with. I like sappy, not tragic! But somehow I enjoy Apocalypse Now. But any who, The Lucky One. I love romantic movies, but I have actually never read a true romantic book. Gossip Girl not included. Until now. A brief fact about me: When I start a book, I cannot do anything until I finish it, in that day. I loved to read with a passion. However, I was shocked that since I could read the back of a cereal box and be intrigued that reading only the first 20 pages of this book made me what to cover my head with said box. I have read amazing works of literature, seeing as my favorite books are all “banned”. Now why cannot I get through this book, or have to put it down?! I will finish this book, in time. It is well written, and it is very good, so what is holding me back? I think I have the answer. I keep waiting for that twist to come at the end, even though I am at page 40. If I have never seen a movie based off a Sparks’s book, I would have been done and given a real review of this. Do not you worry; I will give a real one sooner or later.

Now, what is this about? That is a great question! I will boil it down to a few sentences; my terms…then I will post the real one. Chadsey version: There is a young man in the military (tour?) who finds a beautiful young woman’s picture in the sand. He is pretty awful at poker, but after finding the photo… (I do not want to be the one who ruins it for you, so I will let the author do it for me).

“After U.S. Marine Logan Thibault finds a photograph of a smiling young woman buried in the dirt during his tour of duty in Iraq he experiences a sudden streak of luck — winning poker games and even surviving deadly combat. Only his best friend, Victor, seems to have an explanation for his good fortune: the photograph — his lucky charm.

Back home in Colorado, Thibault can’t seem to get the woman in the photograph out of his mind and he sets out on a journey across the country to find her. But Thibault is caught off guard by the strong attraction he feels for the woman he encounters in North Carolina – Elizabeth, a divorced mother — and he keeps the story of the photo, and his luck, a secret. As he and Elizabeth embark upon a passionate love affair, his secret soon threatens to tear them apart — destroying not only their love, but also their lives.

Filled with tender romance and terrific suspense, THE LUCKY ONE is an unforgettable story about the surprising paths our lives often take and the power of fate to guide us to true and everlasting love.” Back of the book, The Lucky One, by Nicholas Sparks.

Do not feel like you will hate the book just because I am only at page 40 and bought it last week, it is very good, this is my first reading of a Nicholas Sparks’s book after watching all of the films based on them and felt like I can share what I am feeling towards them! This does not seem like a book review, but this is like a background to the real review! Stay tuned! :)

Fall Fashions

As you may all know, fall has been here for a while. Growing up in New England and having been around for 19 years has made me love Fall even more. New Englanders, in my opinion, have the best of each season!! It may be late to start thinking about Fall wear, but it’s never too late to know what you need. So in this post, I will chatting it up and discussing the Must Haves of Fall Fashions. Lets get started!

 Dark washed jeans. Looks great with everything, I must say. I prefer skinny jeans since the top portion of fall clothing is layers. You do not want to look frumpy while wearing your Fall gear, do you? And dark washed jeans are far more flattering than those dreadful light washed jeans with the pre-ripped details. I am just saying!

 Sweaters. Fair Isle, reindeer/animal, cable knit, cashmere, turtlenecks,and a select few of cardigans. The more annoying the pattern, the more you look great! I am talking about the whole Navajo styles! Tennis style ( V- neck) and Irish Fishermen is fab too! You can add a nice sweater with a crispy dark washed jean and your good, oh, and don’t forget the shoes (you know that has to be coming up!)The chunkier the knit is, the warmer you are. No, not those awful Christmas sweaters, we are still talking about fall here! Oh, and I do not see what the fuss is with those Awful Christmas Sweater parties, although they do seem intriguing. I do have a favorite holiday picture of myself and my sister, and we look great in our sweaters, but they are not horrible compared to everyone else’s. I just going to leave it as I am glad our parents did not torture us with ugly clothing. (Had to add a rant about Christmas sweaters…I know you lovers are out there!)

Boots. Tall leather boots-brown/chestnut is my personal fave. Think about equestrian/riding style. Uggs ( don’t hate just make sure you roll down your tall chestnut Uggs down you get away with it!) Flats on muted/nature colors, Sperry( I just had to add that for myself), and rainboots( mine have whales, but in the market/mood for some Hunters).

Jackets. Patagonia( in the market for the hunter green one), Northface ( have one, that is why I am in the market for the hunter green jacket, Herringbone blazer, Burberry trench/quilted anything ( dislike purple, but love the plum color). I like the Burberry short trench I think the long one would look silly on me since I am 5’2” and just be awk on). Lets not foget the puffer vests! And color would do. Make sure it is not colorful or crazy patterned-or not patterned at all. Oh, and faux fur! Make sure its is a solid color, not a crazy cheetah print. You’re not Serena Van der Woodsen.

Colors. Hunter green, maroon, cream,navy, orange ( pumpkin)and brown. There is no need to have bright colors in the Fall. You need to blend in with nature. Who does not want to look like a leaf?

Patterns. Fair Isle, plaid/flannel( mostly for guys), argyle, solid, and animals.

 Accessories. Burberry scarf, knitted scarfs in colors above, and bows/headbands in the colors above.

Nail color. Brown, gold, deep green, deep red, teal, cream maybe and pumpkin. Mute is the word. I should not be talking since as of right now, I am wearing Essie Turquoise and Chaos which is a summer minty/sea foam green color.

 I recommend you think about pumpkin latte’s at Starbucks, learn how to knit, drink apple cider, read by the fire, toast pumpkin seeds after you get your freshly painted nails a bath in pumpkin guts, and prance around in your Fall gear.

Stay preppy and do not fall out of Fall before Winter,


 (And yes, I like to capitalize seasons!) ( I will posting a bunch of photos of what I was talking about!)

While I was a freshman in high school, I was always stressed out. I never once let myself relax or have fun when times were stressful. I always had good grades and the motivation that teachers loved. I never allowed myself to calm down until junior year. I have learned over the years that it is important to live life freely and not be so nervous about what will happen in the future. After graduating from college, I see myself maybe becoming a business woman or a photographer. I am very interested creative and have fun ideas, like owning a high end boutique. I could have that store and sell some of my own photographs. Creating displays has always been one of my favorite things to do. Since a very young age, I would gather my sparkling rock collection onto my carpet and decide which Fools Gold, or one of my huge geodes to put next to my little figurines. I have also been a fan of writing creative stories. At first, it’s sometimes difficult for me to begin since I have so many ideas to write about, but once I began an assignment, I just go with it. An example of this is one I was given an assignment in my freshman year to write a various ideas for a short piece, I decided on a short story for children. Since it was a short story, I had to cut my load in half because I just could not shrink it down! Although my interests are in film, creative writing and business, I have had the most experience working with young children.

 As a student and a person, I hold many strong qualities. As a high school student, I am very motivated to do my best, although sometimes my best is not good enough; well, everyone has their moments; I always strive to meet my best, not being worried about everyone else’s’. I am also respectful of both myself, my other classmates, as of course my teachers and authority figures. I also am friendly, refreshing, and I have a good head on my shoulder. I guess these qualities made me a good leader for Camp Cedarwood. I have volunteered there for four summers and I have worked with grades 1-4. Other then the work I did with volunteering at Cedarwood as CIT and Staff Aid, I had the amazing chance to go visit Hawaii where my Aunt had lived there for many years and is the director if a top ranked preschool. I very much enjoyed my stay there because the little student where very refreshing and although sometimes four year olds do not bring out the best in a 17 year old girl that traveled over 6,000 miles over summer vacation, they challenged me with reasonability and patience. And let me tell you, twenty; four year old for about ten hours a day can put a strain on anyone!

Although working with young children of large sizes and being responsibly for them seems like hard work, it is, but my experience has helped me a great deal.  For example, I was not as assertive to the children at camp, even though I was much older, but by the end of the summer, I was able to become more assertive then three years back while I was a CIT (Counselor In Training). Being assertive has never really come to me all that well. It took time for me to realize that I was indeed older and far mature then the little campers and I learned that for being a strong leader, I need to know how to guide young children. I also learned that children are intimated by authority.  To be a good leader, and a person, I needed to acknowledge the fact that if you yell at a 8 year old for doing something minor, go down to their level and they will far more likely to listen and follow directions. What helped me understand that being assertive is very important when working with very young children is that they sometimes need to listen to you the first time and clearly.

While I was working at camp during the summer before my junior year, I was assigned three first graders to watch over them while we went on a field trip to Water Wiz. When I thought it would be a nice idea to get ready ahead of time so we did not have wait in the very long line in the bathrooms, I brought them out of the water and we all got changed. This probably was not the best idea. Before I was getting dressed, I told the three of them very clearly and said “Do not go anywhere, I will be out in no longer than five minutes.” I told them that very slowly and with authority. Of course, they were already mad at me for getting them out of the water an hour before we were supposed to get out, they left without me. So, I get out of the changing room and to my horror, I could not find my little campers. It would have been great if they still had on their bright yellow camp t-shirts( everyone, including staff, have to wear a Camp Cedarwood shirt so no one is lost), but they did not, thanks to me. After panicking and crying a little bit, I found them.  But the lesson I learned from this was that I should have been far more responsible to make sure they would not leave and maybe that I should have been far more aware that they would have probably left me anyway. That was when I realized I should become more effectively assertive and not tell them to stay where they are. I also learned that the younger the children are, the more they are not going to listen to you, no matter how experienced or older you are.

The lessons I have learned through my years of experience with children have helped me become more toleration and patient. I used to be very uptight, never once relaxed, and always worrying about what will happen next. This has also helped me in my school life too. When I was given too many assignments around the same time, I used to be frantic and all over the place. I still am a bit disorganized, but I can handle the load for more than I could while I was in middle school and during freshman year. And since working with children, I have been able to become far more mature and responsible. Although working alongside young children is not the career for me, I am thankful for what I got out of doing so during the past four summers.


During my summer of ’09, I had the great opportunity to go to Hawaii and work with a preschool. I hopped on the plane very early on August 10th, and in the matter of 12 hours, excluding the two layovers, I was in the Aloha state. If being served a minimum amount of dry roasted peanuts and being next to a baby for 8 hours could not bring my body down, nothing could.  My mind, however, was deeply affected. The jet lag was not bad; I just was really confused with the time change. But the only thing I had in my mind was that I was to start working early the next day.  To clarify, I went to Hawaii, from RI, to work. It’s a bit extreme as I think about it but it was well worth the trip. So I stayed in Honolulu (Hawaii Ki) from August 10th, to the 27th. The reason why I flew 6,000 miles away was to volunteer at my aunt’s preschool. Although it is located off a highway, it’s a very established place. Most of the students’ parents are lawyers, doctors, teachers, and businessman.The preschool is  actually a very elite and expensive education facility. In the class that I helped with, there were 20 four-year olds.  Being in a whole new environment was very interesting to me. When I went outside at the playground area, all of the children were Hawaiian or part. There was only two other Caucasian girls, but they ran away from me when I said Hi. So here, I am, one of the four Caucasian people, knowing nothing, and I cannot even speak Hawaiian.  The language of Hawaiian is a very difficult one to master. My cousin, brought up in Hawaii, had a difficult time learning the language in school. It only consisted of 12 letters; A, E,I,O,U,H,L,M,N,O,P,W. Little children normally are hard to understand, but all of the ones I helped out with had Hawaiian accents. The teachers where all very pleasant and welcoming, which was a nice feel. Apparently, mainland residents, especially New England, are very cold and not very friendly. So, with the fact that I am the minority, cannot speak their language or lingo, and I am a cold individual, I am at a very strange position.

I very much enjoyed my stay there because the little students where very refreshing and although sometimes four-year olds do not bring out the best in a 17-year-old girl who traveled over 6,000 miles for summer vacation, they challenged me with being responsible and patient. Being in Hawaii was somewhat of a culture shock, with the lauah, the food and everyone being so friendly. Most of the children in Hawaii were typical four-year olds; not listening, refusing orders, and not being fair to others. My job was to help the teachers out and see what the children could make of the situation, if not too intense for me to handle. Most of the things I dealt with were when a girl was crying because her best friend told her she was not her friend anymore. For a 17 year old, I thought, Wow, I never knew there was so much drama with four-year olds. But after that happened, I counseled her, and we ended up playing Lego’s together, making it all better. This very experience helped me understand that although they are young, preschoolers need interaction with older people. And to be able to work with such a young age group, there needs to be understanding, patience, compassion, and most importantly, assertiveness. Assertiveness is the key while working with this age group. If they do not listen now to simple and clear directions, what will happen down the road?


One America Trip

For school, there is a history class and during the winter break, go to 3 different areas in the South. Long story short, I got the scholarship for my essay, and here it is! Enjoy! 🙂

When I heard about the One America Trip last fall, I couldn’t believe that I missed out. I honestly did not know there as such a class devoted to our own country’s history. And to top it off, the opportunity to go to the cities that we learned about. I love to travel to new places and decided that next year, this coming fall that I would sign up for this class. When looking at courses to take, I figured that since there was only one spot left, I decided to take it. I was so relived and happy that I would have the chance to learn about the South. I have never been to the South and I have always wanted to have a chance to travel there. Living in New England, which is in the North and real cold in January, a visit to the South for a week will be a nice change.

Charleston has always been on my To Do List and going there will be a great experience. Their culture is so different compared to New England and I hear great things about their Southern ways. “Southern hospitality” is something everyone who has been to the South has talked about. I know the South, and especially South Carolina, the residents are very fond of their secret gardens. So I hope that we get the chance to browse their treasures of greenery.

Going to Savannah will be interesting as well. I know about the cypress trees and the hanging moss, but I cannot wait to learn more about this beautiful city. When I researched Savannah, Georgia, I was very impressed by the historical charm. It was interesting to learn that this city has won some great honors. Savannah has acquired these achievements among others; “America’s Most Mannerly City”, “Best Southern City”, “Top 10 Trips to Reboot Your Life” and “Top 25 City for the Arts”.  Activities that caught my eye are the diverse types of tours offered.  I am impressed with the haunting history of Savannah.  I hope that we have the opportunity to go on a ghost hunt tour. Other then the ghost tours, I wondered how much fun it would be to see the charming homes and gardens, visit the art museums and ride on the trolley through the city. Architecture is an important part of Savannah’s history, so being able to take a guided tour would be an adventure.  I personally enjoy a good art and architecture tour, and what other place to do it, then in Savannah?

Going to Atlanta will be a brand new adventure for me. The only times I have been in Georgia is at the airport. When I researched Atlanta, I found a great resource with 50 Fun Things in Atlanta. Although there so much to see in so little time, there are places that sounded exciting to visit. The World of Coca- Cola sounds like a unique place to  visit. Another destination that sparks my fancy is the Atlanta Botanical Gardens.Just walking around Atlanta will be a great adventure. They are known for their historic West End, and I think it would be so much fun for us to just walk around the city. One thing is for sure, we will not be bored while traveling in Atlanta.

What could make this Southern trip complete? The food. Southern food is a culture in itself and being able to taste it prepared authentically will be exciting. Just thinking about grits makes my taste buds say “This is a strange texture” and make me think of “My Cousin Vinnie”.   I have to admit, I am a fried food fan and there is the possibility I might gain some weight on this trip. But I am not too worried since I could lose all that weight running away from ghosts on the tours.

What I hope to gain, no not weight, on this trip will be knowledge.  Traveling to these three different, yet all incredibly historic places, will be a life changing experience.  To be able to say that I have been to some of the most beautiful and welcoming places in the United States, I will have earned bragging rights. A few things are certain, I will be coming home to Rhode Island; feeling very relaxed, polite, and historically informed about three southern cities.  And craving chicken and waffles.

Family Bonding Time

So, long story short, my family and I went on vacation. All together…and we all made it! Hahaha! Since I took hundreds of pictures, I will be posting some each day, hopefully! Oh, and it was Bermuda, home to knee-high socks and loafers Yup, pretty epic! Too bad they did not wear navy/lime green, or lime green/pink striped socks, that would be even more amazing! Bermuda really is the home of Bermuda shorts. There where everyone where! Pink Bermuda shorts were plastered on just about everything! Sugar packets, the airport, hmm, what else? But to my somewhat dismay, not that many people actually rocked the pink look. I guess that style went out there when it come other to New England, especially certain places of Rhode Island (which is areal state, not just from Family Guy). So, this is just a warning to all who read this (oh, and thank you for doing so!) Bye for this moment! Here is a photo of a group of pastel homes that I took on the ferry! Enjoy!

Nail Polish

This is the time to state the obvious. No matter how many scarves we can wrap around our necks, or bow and headbands on our head, there is one accessory that can make your outfit and personality shine. I am talking aboutnail polish. I have to admit, up until say, this year, I would get a manicure instead of painting my nails myself. For good reasons, of course. I wish I had proof that when I was trying to do my own nails at home, it was a wreck. Legit. I am right handed, so my left hand usually looked good. But let me tell you, my right looked as though a cave man painted my nails with his foot. I never seemed to get the fact that nail polish is supposed to be on your nails, not your knuckles, wrist, and face. But I finally learned the ways of the polish.This year, for unknown reasons, I began to dive into the magical world of O.P.I and Sally Hansen. I started off bad, but then I design my own little styles, which did still turn off awful. After a while, I got the hang of it. I would post my many documented fingers, but I will just showcase a few of my faves!

    I am a little obsessed!

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