Horst P. Horst

I just wanted to say I love Horst P. Horst's photographs.
I have recently become interested in dramatic lighting techniques and high contrast which are what he showcases in many of his photographs:





The images almost begin to look like their own works of art as a whole rather than documentation of a scene (which is what I usually leaned towards in my work).

Lauren

Smoothies, Dance, and Picnic

That's what I've been up to.

First, the disasterous smoothies.

It decided to spill out from under the blender, so my friend and I had a good laugh about that. And we had to rush and clean it up before my mother came home. :P



Second, silly dancing on the roof.




Third, picnic.

This peach was crunchy. Eating it made the loudest noise in the whole park.


PS, I definately love this dress:

Vacation Updates

Here's a collection of photos and little tidbits from my vacation to San Francisco and around that area.



My alligator purse. It's not made of alligator, but it has a gold alligator on it. :) A lot of people seem to notice/like this bag. Perhaps this purse is surpassing my old dinosaur lunch box in iconic images associated with me.

July 4th. I was happy because I think these new shoes nearly matched the navy in my dress! I mean, it's close enough. And I'm now obsessed with navy and white!

My new jacket I bought at a flea market. I love it very much so don't say anything bad about it. :(

From the Academy of Sciences!



An albino alligator...



...and a silly turtle.

Then I went home this day!
PS The shirt is navy and white.

NOT about shoes!

I felt like I needed something NOT about shoes to give myself a break. This is something I posted somewhere else a couple months ago:

About a year ago, when my obsession with I Love Lucy was in full swing, I decided to search YouTube for movies Lucille Ball was in. I came upon this trailer. At the time, I barely knew any of these people in it, but I remember thinking 'maybe I should branch out and start watching some old movies. These people look interesting.' By summer I was taking tap because of these two. I like to reflect what has happened for me over the past year. Discovering old films was one of the greatest things to happen in my life; it added a small piece to my personality that I am proud of. Finally I had found something that can make me forget about the overtly crude content in films today. With the old films I can experience movie-making in its glowing yet somehow humble past as opposed to its aloof and cliched manner now.