WTF?! Get over The Sartorialist

Okay, so I thought The Sartorialist was great, but he's not. I have been paying closer attention and most of his stuff sucks.

He really should pay attention to all aspects of an outfit. An interesting textile does not mean a nice coat. Look how boxy the person looks, look how it doesn't fit their body. I hate that when someone throws pajamas on with their old army boots and an over-sized sweater it is considered an outfit. Its not! Its a MESS!

Good god, stop trying to press the envelope to the point of a wreck. People can look cute without looking horrible. Look at YSL's latest line. Fucking strawberries from Strawberry Fucking Shortcake???!!! Give me a break!

Get your head on straight and figure out what works and what doesn't. And LEMMINGS!!!, get over it. If it looks like shit don't say it looks good. Give your honest opinions. Comments? Tavi???

WOW! I haven't blogged in a while and things are definitely getting better here.

Izzy had a great picnic in the park for me on my birthday. I had so much fun just eating and "existing."

I went to the Reina Sofia a few days ago and that was absolutely amazing! We only did one floor and spent almost 2 hours there. We are going to do a little at a time so we enjoy it all.


Last week I went with some friends to Lisbon, Portugal and it was absolutely incredible! I cannot wait for my next trip outside the country. I'm still looking forward to my trip to Valencia, Spain even though I'm staying inside the boarders.

This is a picture of the amazing palace we saw in Sintra, which is just outside of Lisbon.

I'm in Spain for a year! How can I be upset about that. I'll tell you how. Last holiday season was great and I want that all over again. I love going to Chicago when the city is decorated for Christmas, I love spending too much money on gifts, and I love spending the time with friends and family. I am really going to miss all of that this year. Maybe I have overromanitcized my past holiday experiences, but I loved them. Nothing sounds better than fighting the bitter cold for a day of Christmas shopping then going to the Drake for tea afterward. This year, however, I will be in Spain with no money, no snow, my best friends and family at home, and just wanting to go back to the U.S. I didn't think I'd ever want to return to the U.S., but I do. I want to end up in Chicago or New York working my ass off, living in a dump, but having the Christams I want.

Sorry for my bitching. I just have to get it off my chest that this is not the best year of my life, which really sucks since its my Senior year.

BIDET

Wait, wait, wait. You don't have a bidet in your bathroom?

As I sat here wondering what to blog about, I thought a bidet would be rather interesting.

When I came to see my apartment I noticed the bidet (bih-day) as soon as I entered the bathroom. Personally I thought it was rather exciting. I felt so sophisticated. I mean its not like you get to wash your butt every time you use the restroom at home. How European of me.

Finally, after about three days in my apartment when no one was home I decided to use the bidet. Not too impressed. You still have to go through all the wiping procedure, then after using it your bum is still wet. No one like o put on tight underwear when their bum is wet. Gross.

I asked my roommate from the Canary Islands if he ever uses a bidet. His response was great. "Solamente para limpiar mis pies." Love that response. I'm sure it is nice for washing your feet I haven't tested this yet, but they do get really dirty walking around Madrid in flipflops.

So, for all of you in the U.S. don't get too upset if you don't have a bidet in your bathroom. They really are not that great.

But please, do wash your hand after using the restroom.

Botellón

Botellón is a great Spanish tradition! Basically you get a bunch of alcohol and some of your great friends and go meet people. Tuesday night we went to botellón and there were a couple hundred people. Last night we went to the same place as Tuesday and there were well over 1000 people there! Its so great to have hundreds/thousands people together ilegally drinking on the street.

After that we went to Chueca to see what was going on there. We didn't get there until really late because we didn't know exactly where we were going. The bars were kind of fun but I think the clubs will be so much better when we finally go there.

Tonight we are going to do cañas and tapas again. Such a great deal to get a drink and free food with it!

Cañas y Tapas

Who doesn't love free food? So when you go to bars in Spain you get a free snack with your meal. Many people call these tapas but the bartender tonight told us that this is not the right word. But I don't know what that word is.

Anyway, we went to a place right down the street from my apartment. It was so good! I got two cañas for 1.25 Euros each. And the three other people got 2 drinks each. With this we got potatoes, oyster, fries, bread with chorizo and oysters. It was so amazing and I don't know how they made any money.

I'm going to love my place that I'm moving into. Its only unfortunate that the guy I'm living with is from the Canary Islands so I can't understand half of what he says. He does seem really chill though and he's not going to be mean at all. I can't wait to have people over and chill on my roof or on my private balcony!

Time to get ready to go out. Calimocho! Only the second time we are going out and I can't wait!

¡CALIMOCHO!

So we finally made some friends with the Spaniards. They are like New Yorkers, once you break through they are freaking amzingly fun. First, its all about the drinks and speaking Spanish to them and them using Spanish with you half of the time.

The drink of young people in Spain is Calimocho. You take some really cheap wine and mix it with coke. About 3/4 of red wine and 1/4 coke. The wine here is incredibly cheap! A good bottle of wine is 8 Euro so about $11. If you are smart you buy Don Simon for .95 Euros or .55 Euros for a box of wine at Eroski.

But anyway, last night we went to a classic rock bar. All this hair band music (Metallica, Twisted Sister, etc...) was playing and there were a ton of "dancing" and flinging their long hair. it was a ton of fun. Then we went to a dance place but only stayed for a couple of songs.

Spaniards do puke! We were told that Spaniards don't really drink theirselves stupid like we do in the states but that's NOT TRUE! There were a couple of crying, puking girls.

So all in all a great night. I can't wait until Tuesday since we don't have class on Wednesday! Chueca is next.