Fashion Festivity: A Palo Alto Reunion

SO. I haven’t been able to publish a fashion post yet because honestly I haven’t been out anywhere that required dressing up somewhat but I DID ON SUNDAY. and I’m so excited to post this, my first fashion post!

So first, I basically reunited with my chemistry group, three of my really close friends in tenth grade with whom I haven’t been able to hang out with much over the past two years. So anyway, I was really excited about this, and we basically went to Palo Alto University avenue and ate Cream (which is like ice cream in a hot cookie and it’s so amazing, like rite of passage, and no, it’s not just an ice cream sandwich, that’s an understatement.) and Mediterranean food and drank antique soda at RocketFizz and basically went into every store that looked interesting. So anyway, to get to the clothes:

Wearing a black circle skirt from Charlotte Russe, one of my favorite skirts because it is so comfortable and flowy and works with almost anything. So to coordinate, I needed a relatively tight-fitting top unless I wanted to tuck a looser top and I didn’t feel like that, so I’m wearing this blue top patterned with pink black and turquoise lines, long in the back and shorter in the front, also coincidentally from Charlotte Russe.dak df asd

I’m Also wearing a blue teardrop necklace that My mom got me last christmastime (I don’t really celebrate it, but I do the present part informally) and three bracelets from this set of five nude-colored beaded bracelets.

Also wearing my classic day wear shoes from DSW. It’s the part of fashion that I never got hooked onto, but I’m not really into shoes, so I only variate for special occasions. Otherwise, finding me in the same pair of whatever is most comfortable everyday is no surprise!

I’ll work on the photoshoot/getting-better-pictures thing for the ootds (outfit of the day) but for now, looks like I actually have more activities planned that get me out of the house (good and bad because I’m an outgoing hermit)!






Mediterranean food from restaurant whose name I can’t remember, but tastes amazingg!


RocketFizz antique Ginger Ale and nitrogen ice cream!


My Diary of The Vampire Diaries

(Sorry about the title, I like to think I’m punny sometimes)

So turns out I never actually watched the Last Song movie because I spent the last four days obsessed with The Vampire Diaries (aka TVD) courtesy of one of my fandom/tv-obsessed best friends, Sophia. So basically I finished two seasons and 4 episodes in the last four days, which is quite horrible and I’m surprised I’m not blind, but this show just gives me so many feels!

Like I basically watch this for Damon, because apart from being super hot (like eyes and hair adlkfas; <3), he is also a tortured, under appreciated, unrequitedly-loved, sassy, and funny lowlife with few redeeming qualities. Yet this truly attracts me to him, and apart from being the most interesting character on the show, I feel that he deserves the best. Like SO much better than Elena. It actually kills me how the lead female role is always such a wuss. Like “man up, woman”, you know?

Anyway, I’m not usually one for fantasy and ESPECIALLY not vampire fiction because the whole concept is kind of revolting, not so much “sexy”. And all the needless death and then turning those deaths into trivial incidents, it all really pisses me off. But, really, I can’t get enough of this show.

Show to appease my thirst for Delena (figurative!!), I basically spent last night reading the scenes and quotes highlighted in five seasons that capture the quintessence of Delena. And yes, as Sophia puts its, SPOILERS OH NO WHY, but I’m telling myself I’ll stop at season 4 and anyway, the show does turn shitty.

So I’ve basically been text-ranting to Sophia throughout my sped-up TVD journey about all my emotion and tears and feels watching this show, because despite it all, it’s so goddamn addicting. Every episode has 35 minutes of bullshit and killing and needless drama and unexciting characters, and then there’s those 5 minutes of redeeming screenplay and cuteness that keeps me hooked because I vicariously feel butterflies.

I’ll go on to a character breakdown as I keep watching, but for now, Ciao, because I really need to get back to this show!!!

-Delena xoxoxo ❤

P.S. Please trust me, I’m not usually this much of a girl, especially not a fangirl, but this show akldfjal;kfas

Books or Movies?

It’s literally one of the most recurring and difficult decisions this summer  – which says a lot about how much nothing I’ve been doing.

When it comes down to it, it’s really based on if I have a good idea for a movie to watch or rewatch and if I started a book the previous night that is addicting enough to finish in the day or to simply continue the next night.

Anyway, it seems that books have won today, so I ended up finishing The Last Song again, and it is literally one of the favorite books to reread because it’s so different from the usual Nicholas Sparks sappy crap. It has so much more depth, and such real characters. Sure, Will is the typical ‘perfect boy’ which annoys me since he is just too perfect, too much of what every girl wants, but Ronnie is one of the most ‘real’ protagonists I have ever read. Her actions and thoughts are so unique yet relatable, and despite the fact that she has “gone over to the dark side” it is obvious that she is redeemable, and her withdrawal from those habits is so seamless.

This book is not simply a summer romance, but a love story between father and daughter. Reflecting on my own relationship, I can understand the distance and admire the gap being bridged and the protectiveness/taking sides, etc. The writing from both perspectives is, far from obtrusive, actually insightful, unlike in MANY other books I’ve read (Rick Riordan and Veronica Roth, I’m glaring).

And being one of the first cancer books I’ve read a couple years ago, this one touched me the most. The last hundred pages or so never fail to bring me to tears of sadness because Sparks explains the grief in such detail and with such prowess that it feels so raw and affected.

I just love this book, the turtles, the beach, the romance, the music and piano, the cancer, the little brother. It’s such an all-around story, a book that builds people, sows relationships, and breaks habits.

Looks like the ‘movies’ is going to win tomorrow, though, since The Last Song is on my play queue. Even if the movie is not even close to the book’s depth and Miley Cyrus’ playing the role basically skewers it with commercial appeal, her acting is remarkably talent-revealing in this movie, and my tears aren’t lost in the translation from paper to film. Cheers to my tomorrow!


It’s a quiet Saturday at home, and no, quiet is not another word for boring in this case. I’m sitting at home listening to music and re-reading a favorite book, and I just have to tell you how quintessentially ideal this is.


  • floral print, laced-back navy blue top
  • my absolute favorite: high-rise tights
  • A watch – I’m not entirely sure why, but it was lying on my bedside bookshelf and I just pulled it on
  • Silver hoop earrings from XXI, one of my favorite accessories


  • on a brand new brown squishy beanbag that I absolutely fell in love with at the store
  • in the sunshinee

Listening to:

  • My newly-crafted Comfort Music playlist on Spotify with all my favorites from around 2009 (that was pop music’s peak year)
  • T-Swizzle’s classics like You Belong With Me, Love Story, and Back to December
  • Rihanna’s unrivaled Umbrella, Disturbia, and Don’t Stop the Music
  • The you-can-never-fail-to-improve-any-mood song, Smile by Uncle Kracker
  • A new discovery and personal favorite (please look beyond the title and band name, its a true turn off): The Backpack Song by Bear Attack!
  • You can never go wrong with The Fray, with classics like You Found Me, Never say Never, Look After You, Hurricane, and How to Save a Life
  • One of the only middle school favorites that is still acceptable to love today: One Republic’s Apologize, Stop and Stare, and All the Right Moves
  • Daughtry’s Over You and Home, an endless nostalgia stream that I am sure will become my college fave starting August
  • Adam Lambert. This guy is just lkfajsdfl;ksad;lfs. I never got over his voice, and songs like Whataya Want from Me, Aftermath, and Better Than I Know Myself are never going to leave my favorites list. The range of styles in his music, the perfect blend of rock, pop, and alternative along with happiness and sadness entice me to click the repeat-only button for hours at a time.

I really can just go on forever about music, but before I bore you (if I haven’t already), I want to get to the amazing book I’m rereading by an absolutely amazing author. By the way, re-reading is a misnomer, because that indicates reading ‘once again’ but in reality, this is at least my fifth or sixth time.

  • Saving Francesca by Melina Marchetta.

Melina Marchetta, a New Zealand author, is just mind-blowing with boarding-school-like books and she addresses some of the deepest themes with such passion and ample depth to leave a mark on my mind for hours and days after the initial read.

A book about depression, finding identity in a way very different from the stereotypical adolescent identity crisis, and building a life for oneself. The change in the main character Francesca is almost passive in its gradual seamlessness as is the books progress. The first half is very slow-paced, but there is no one point to say when she makes her lifelong friends, when she falls in love, or when she starts building herself. It all just happens. In the beginning, Francesca is so influenced and shadowed by her mother’s overbearing presence and encouragement that there are really no adjectives to describe the ‘nobody’. You get to a point and say, “oh, Francesca, that confident, sassy, maturing girl. I love when she said ____ or did ___.” But that point is so hard to identify, by the end, it all just falls into place.

I’m definitely not doing justice to this book with my explanation/rant, but I just have to say its one of my absolute favorites.


Anyway, music, comfort clothes, music, and sunshine. It really is the recipe for a perfect, silent, Saturday, one that I’m itching to get back to!