A Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy Day.

Today is a good day for Kristen. 

Why? you might ask.

Well you see. It all started when my 3 hour class got out early. An hour and a half early. 

Okay, you might think. That's nice...but not grounds for a happy X4 celebration. Let me go on.

After my 3 hour class, I have a 1 hour class. ...which was cancelled for today. [Okay, fine. Not exactly cancelled. We had an online module to complete. But that was super easy.] My friends, I was home at 9:45. Nine forty-five!! in the morning!! It was a great start to a great day. So after completing all possible homework for today, which wasn't even due until Friday mind you, I decided to relax. Watch some Once Upon a Time and have a day to myself. This show is SO GREAT! Watch it. And watch it quick. The second season premieres at the end of the month. Quick like bunnies! Load your Netflix and watch it!! You won't regret it! 

So I'm sitting there. Watching my show, when I remember...IOS 6 came out today!! Granted, this did not significantly affect the superbness of today. It was merely an added bonus. So I downloaded the update, along with everyone and their mom who has an iPhone, which took approximately ten years, then I synced my phone! Happy day for new technology!! I must say, I am most impressed with the new turn by turn directions and 3D maps for the GPS. Fancy pants, I tell you.

But now back to the juice. The creme de la creme. The meat of the story. The other random food-idioms of American English. The climax.

I got an email from one of my stores saying that you can get 25% off your entire purchase!! Don't mind if I do. So I peruse through their virtual clothing store, aka their website, and see if there is anything worth my time money. Jeans on sale? I love jeans. I probably have 20 pairs of jeans. Did that stop me from wanting more? Of course not.

Please excuse my dear aunt Sally bag/mess in the background.

So I head to the mall. Mission in mind. Dark wash jeans. Dark wash jeans. Dark wash jeans. I make a bee-line for my targeted store and head straight for the fashion tops... I mean jeans. My bee-line was a little crooked because there was an employee parked right in front of my pants! Well not my pants. Their pants that I want to try on, then buy. So I wandered around, hoping he would stop playing with the pants (he was pretending to fold them...but we all know what he was really doing... abso-freaking-lutely nothing... he was getting paid to stand around). Anyways. I grazed over some neon shirts, which are surprisingly still "in", so I grabbed me one. It was a cute bright orange/almost pink color and more importantly--striped. Homeboy had still not moved out of the way, so I subtly start looking at the other jeans and inching my way toward the jackpot. He takes a hint and moves out my way! I snatch my size and dash to the dressing room. I pull up said beautiful jeans and, what's that? Room to spare? Saggy butt? Already? That's supposed to be saved for a week after wearing, when I need a hint to wash my jeans. So I try on the shirt. And love it. Then I convince myself to grab a smaller size of the jeans, just to be sure before I buy the saggy butt ones. So I grab a size lower. I run back to the dressing room, hoping no employee is going to bombard me again with questions (YES, I'm 20 years old, a girl, and shopping by myself, get OVER IT!). I slip on the jeans and...what? They fit! A size lower than normal! I went down a size! A JEAN size. Back to my pre-freshman-fifteen size. It's a happy happy day for Kristen. Also-the-shirt-worked-and-I-found-a-scarf-I-couldn't-live-without. 

Model face. Slash Duck Face. Call it what you wish.
I call it sexy. Wait, whaaat? 

And the day is not yet over. At 4, I have a session with a personal trainer at Gold's Gym. Yeah baby. Yeah. 

Meaning I might just die tonight. But I will die happy because I went down a size!! This calls for some ice cream... I mean carrots. Mmmm. Carrots.

DISCLAIMER: I didn't actually wear this outfit today. So if you see me in the near future, do not be weirded out if I'm wearing this exact ensemble. Please and thank you. And no, the scarf was not bought to match. Just a fortunate coincidence.

That Was Wicked!!

Sometimes, I forget to blog. Then I get overwhelmed and feel like I have to update y'all on everything. So here goes an attempt to summarize my life in the past month, in a [few] blog post[s].

On August 25, Emily and I went to see WICKED!!!

Guys. It was amazing. Absolutely positively the best thing ever.

First things first though, we did some shopping at City Creek. 

I love this mall. I want to live at this mall. I dream of this mall. This mall is home.

Mostly I think I love it because it's so close to the temple, and as you cross the skywalk from one side of the mall to the other, there is a beautiful view of the House of the Lord. 

Shopping was wonderful. But dinner was better. 

Em and I went to Kneaders for dinner. We loved their store hours sign: "Closed Sunday: Man Does Not Live by Bread Alone." Love it.

But even better than the humor on the sign was dinner. I had a Turkey Feta Salad. It was divine. I have a new found love for feta cheese. It's cheesy and tart at the same time. Mmmm. Now I want me some salad.

After Kneaders we may or may not have indulged on a piece of cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory. Okay, so I've only had one other slice of cheesecake from this indulgent heaven, but the Hershey's piece was kind of...subpar. Though it didn't exceed, or meet, my expectations, it was still delicious. And almost nearly worth the calories. Almost.

The we walked the whole block and a half to the Capitol Theatre. Guys. This place is gorg. I want to have my reception in this place. Though I'm not sure how feasible that is... But wouldn't that be cute?!? The marquee would read "Kristen and [Husband's First and Last Name]: Forever After." So cute, right? This is happening.

I mean really, look at the detail on the ceiling and the chandelier. It's so beautiful. Husband and I would walk down an aisle of the audience and join our guests on stage. I love this idea. I just don't want to think about the cost... Someone surprise me with this as a engagement party gift? No worries, you can start budgeting now. There are no immediate time constraints. I'm looking out for you, of course.

Aside from the gorgeous architecture that is the Capitol Theatre, Wicked was awe-inspiring. I may or may not have cried. Multiple times. If you had the money to spend on one frivolous thing in your lifetime, you better spend every penny on Wicked. You will not regret it. The acting, singing, dancing, costumes, everything was perfect. Except for that one part when it ended. I didn't like that part so much. I wish it could go on forever. And ever. And ever.

Next summer, Les Miserables. This is happening people. Come with me?