How to organize your jewelry

Step 1: Go to Goodwill; find a gorgeous bowl/tray; buy it for $3

Step 2: Clean it thoroughly; fill it with jewelry

Aaaaand there you go! This works for me because I have a pretty meager jewelry collection at school. If you have a huge, obscene collection of baubles it may be prudent for you to invest in multiple bowls/trays.

Valentine's Day Flowers

Sorry that I never update anymore. I'm thinking of transitioning Adelaide Stayed into more of a photography blog, rather than a fashion blog. I think I may enjoy being behind the lens more than being in front of it. But we'll see :)
Anyways, here are some photos of the beautiful bouquet my parents sent me for Valentine's Day. The flowers are so beautiful I don't even mind that they were delivered two days late.

And look at my awesome signature!!!! It means I'm a real photographer. Alert the press!!

Nothing like some Dior to make me miss Europe

Marion Cotillard should cut me a freaking check for how much I feature her on this blog. Here she is as the face of Dior's 2011 ad campaign. I've been seeing these images in every magazine on the newsstand this month (especially the first one) and I am blown away not only by the colors, but by the locations (I'm assuming photo#1 is supposed to be inside the London Eye and #2 on the Eiffel Tower), and the photoshopping (frankly, #1 doesn't even look like her, but whatever, pretty pictures!).

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The devastatingly interesting story of the copycat scarf

Once upon a time, a 19-year-old college sophomore bought a really cute scarf at H&M. She was excited about wearing it because she was just starting to dress with style, and she fancied her new purchase a cornerstone of her future wardrobe. Misfortune struck, however, when, upon returning to class she realized that a friend of hers had the same exact scarf. This would not have been such a problem if this friend hadn't worn this scarf every day, and if the protagonist didn't have class with her 5 days a week. Much to our heroine's chagrin, the scarf became her friend's signature piece, and she was forced to banish it to the back of her closet until her friend grew tired of it.

Years passed. The scarf remained hidden for so long, she had forgotten about its very existence. Then, one day, when she was home for winter break, her eye was caught by a sliver of grey fabric poking out through two blazers. Intrigued, she gingerly pushed the blazers aside and was greeted by a beautiful sight: the long-forgotten Copycat Scarf. She reached out and freed the scarf from its prison, and wrapped it around her neck one, two, three times. Such versatility! she thought to herself. Several days later she got on a plane back to Boston, the scarf still resting upon her shoulders; and the two lived happily ever after.

F21 top; BP Nordstrom bag; Family Dollar jegs; UO socks and necklace; Target boots; H&M scarf; Brighton watch

Photos by Liz

You're impossible to love and leave

The only thing worse than today's weather was yesterday's weather; slush, ice, freezing rain. I love you, Boston, but you are giving me seasonal depression.

Etam dress (remixed!); Family Dollar jegs; F21 vest; Charlotte Russe jewelry; random boots

In other news, you may or may not have noticed the increase in my usage of lyrics as post titles. I fully realize how cliché this is, but I've been blogging for a year and a half and I struggle with thinking up clever and relevant post titles for like... 85% of my posts. Today's title comes from Impossible by Anberlin. I love this band so much I even named my blog after a song of theirs. But more on that in a later post :)

Photos by Monique

I am a visitor here, I am not permanent

Modcloth dress; Laila Rowe jegs; F21 belt; Blake Scott wingtips

Earlier this week I was asked if I considered Boston to be my home. I answered "yes" right away. Of course Boston is my home, I thought, it's where I live 9 months out of the year.

But now I'm starting to reconsider my answer. While it is true that Boston is where my life is now, Virginia is where my life used to be. From birth to 18, Virginia was everything, and I can't help but wonder why I've been so quick to give it up for the next best thing.

Tomorrow I leave to back to school, which means today is my last day in the house I grew up in. All aspects of my life are so up in the air right now, I have no idea when I'm coming back or if I'll ever live here again. It's just now starting to hit me what a huge step I'm going to be taking in 4 short months, and honestly, although I hide it well, I am scared shitless.

My future may be bigger and better than my past, but I know I will always want to come back here. So this goes out to you, Virginia. My safe haven, my constant. I think you are my home.

The ice was getting thinner under me and you

Notice anything different?

Forever 21 tunic and belt; Family Dollar jeggings; Target boots; Eastern Market earrings

I now have short hair (kind of)! It's a little shorter than I wanted it to be but it's much more manageable than my super-long locks.

Mexx jacket; random Burberry knock-off scarf

Any cool weekend plans?