The most wonderful time of the year is here (as of yesterday) and I already bought five different types of squash to cook with, booked an amazing road trip to a Boston College football game at Clemson with my roommates, and have pumpkin and apple picking dates all squared away! Lucky for you I don't like pumpkin spice anything...because that stuff is gross.
Hi everybody! I hope you all had an amazing weekend and are spending your Sunday nights relaxing - I know I am. This week was as busy as could be. Between classes, dinners, meetings, errands, football games, and horseback riding, I feel like I barely had time to write (or go food shopping...I have literally been living off of eggs, cheese, and wine for the past four days). I have a ton of fun things planned for the fall though, so you'll be hearing a lot from me these upcoming weeks. Speaking of fall, I spent some time shopping on Newbury Street for my favorite season of all. My best find was at LF, which was having an unbelievable sale last week. I snagged four pairs of Carmar Jeans, which normally cost at least $250 a pair, for less than $100 total (I died and went to heaven). I absolutely adore their boyfriend jeans and skinnies with the ripped hemline, but to be honest, I am completely crazy about the flared jeans that I found. I love that '70s trends are making a comeback this fall - fringe, flares, colors, and patterns are such a fresh break from the neutral layers, leggings, and vests I see around campus.
Got a case of the Monday Blues. Sorry about being, MIA - I turned 21 this past Saturday and needless to say I haven't been at my prime since.
Hi everyone, and welcome to Venus In Blue Jeans. As you can probably tell, I am new to blogging, so bear with me these first couple of posts...still working on coding and formatting and whatnot.
I’m back at Boston College for my senior year (yikes), and while I’m happy to see my friends and finally have somewhat of a schedule again, it’s never easy breaking up with summer. When September rolls around, I always get that pit in my stomach similar to the one I used to get the day after Christmas when I realized all the gifts were opened, the food was eaten, the tree was starting to die, and I had to wait an entire year for it to happen again. You spend months and months just thinking about and planning the best summer of your life and it comes and goes in a blink of an eye. Not saying that this summer was a dud at all – it was actually one of my best summers…but another month of summer could never hurt, right? Anyways, let me fill you in on what I’ve been up to these past three months: