All my life I’ve felt like I’ve been lost in a daydream. I am half in reality, half stuck in my own imaginations, floating through life, admiring the scenic landscapes and the way clouds look on gloomy days. “You’re so spacey,” they used to say.
It’s crazy to think that the holidays are here, and the end of the year is near. Over the weekend I went holiday shopping and witnessed the madness that is Black Friday, something I never really do. From traversing to the Northridge mall, to the Topanga mall, Burbank mall, The Grove, and lastly, the Glendale Galleria and the Americana, I don’t think I’ve ever visited so many malls/shopping centers all in one weekend. After a while, everything started to become a blur. People passed me by, I passed them by, and after a week of nonstop work and not enough sleep, it almost felt as if I had entered a waking dream state.
Okay, back to reality: The sparkly Christmas decorations are up, people are bundled up in scarves and wearing their beanies, and fake gingerbread houses are on display for photo-ops and your viewing pleasure. Oh, the holidays; so commercially driven, yet so magical. I never did like getting sucked up by all the commercialism. Hence, why I barely bought anything and mostly just went to all these places for the movement, and to observe and people watch.
In other news, I’ve been trying to finally get my YouTube channel officially up and running as well, and I’ve just been writing and staying busy with school. I also tried to teach myself editing, so it was nice to get out, and end the weekend at the Museum of Neon Art. Photos and links to what I’m wearing below!
p.s. If you haven’t, you should really go watch Nocturnal Animals. That movie was actually really well done. If you appreciate suspense and a good plot twist/artfully done movie, I recommend it for sure.
Rainy Days in L.A.
There’s something about cold, rainy days in L.A. that always leave me feeling warm and fuzzy on the inside. Maybe it’s the way the clouds form dark shapes of gloom that covers the sky, providing majestic backdrops for the palm trees to stand calmly up against. Or maybe it’s the nostalgic memories of my childhood, when rainy days meant cozying up indoors with hot chocolate, to the soothing sound of raindrops gently tapping on the windowsill, or breaking routine and staying indoors at elementary school during recess or lunch time, to play Heads Up 7 Up with friends. Rainy days in L.A. are rare. I cherish them immensely. The Fall is one of my favorite times of the year. The colder it gets, the happier I feel. The rain is calming, and there is something surreal about the way rain drops accumulate over a car window, obscuring the scene ahead.
The Museum of Neon Art
I had absolutely no idea what to expect when I got to the Museum of Neon Art. All I can say is, I got lost in a sea of neon lights. I remember one of the first neon signs I ever came across in life—the 32 foot tall Circus Liquor store clown sign on Vineland Ave. Growing up in North Hollywood and Burbank—five minutes away from Circus Liquor—almost every day I passed by that sign, to the point where it is forever ingrained in my memory. That sign is an icon, and a part of my childhood.
I have never seen so many neon lights before all in one place until visiting the MONA. I can’t believe I never knew of its existence until recently. It almost felt too small for me. I wish it could have gone on and on. Nevertheless, I appreciated all the signs that were on display. I also really enjoyed the 1984 20-something minute video Neon, An Electric Memoir.
What I’m wearing:
Adidas Trefoil Cap~Top Shop
Casual Drape Midi Dress~Top Shop
Longline Bomber Jacket~Forever 21
Paris Frames Eyeglasses~Polette Eyewear
All photos by me & Trent Barboza