7.6.10

I had yesterday off of work, so began the sewing flurry to get projects done. Ive been working on 4 separate projects. Here are two of them. The first is a pair of sailor pants that a friend has ordered. Currently they look very wrinkly and not super amazing. BUT they are quite a work of art. For the last 3 weeks I have carried them everywhere with me, hoping to have a moment to do some pinning. Im just about done.



This one I started this morning. Its a very simple two layer skirt. Its for Gregs nieces bridal shower. Yes I realize its sort of fucked up that his niece is getting married. Greg is the youngest out of 6 so his niece is only 2 years younger then I am. SO its basically ok. ish. Like Ive told you about I sort of despise these types of events. I don't even really know the girl, let alone what she maybe doing at 2pm. This being important because its a time of day present theme. Meaning that each person gets an hour and you give her a present for that hour. I wanted to be like oh, afternoon delight heres some lube and condemns. Instead I'm making a super sweet skirt, for a picnic? I dont know, JUST BECAUSE. Im taking my mother in hopes that she will use her crazy Latina mom powers to make this fun.

I hope she like this skirt!

M.E.T

7.2.10

Today, I am extremely happy. So much though that I want to slap that smile off that face, because only lameheads have giant smiles while alone in public.

I just paid the down payment for my awesome new apt! It looks like my old one but with only one bedroom, a way smaller balcony and in a awesome location. I AM SOOOO EXCITED!!!! Its HUGE for one person and I'm going to fill it up with clothes! Or cake! OR chocolate!

This week has been so weird. Ive been way to busy too sew but a lot of important things happened. Like I think I said Im getting a raise at one job, at the same job I made a purposal and presentation for an update and the creation of an interactive website. IT WENT WELL! And I think we are going to do it! Essentially I will be creating my dream job. Education, video, audio, reporting,

Never mind, I take it all back I just saw Ghana lose to Uruguay. No longer smiling. I just want Ghana to win because I think it would bring happiness to a country that needs it more. I usually cant handle watching sports for that reason. I was going to say because skill usually beats who deserves it more but then again there is luck. Sports just TOO emotional for my little heart.

M.E.T

7.1.10

Today I really didn't want to even try to dress up. I did want to take photos though. There is a new feeling right now stirring within me. Yes, I'm extremely tired today but Im also in deep thought.

Last night after working my second late night shift at the art center. Which includes being in the caddy shack while drunk adults and a hoards of children tear apart our mini golf course in 90degree heat indoors. And after a killer presentation at another job. I returned home and decided I should have dinner. Everywhere I turned neatly stacked dirty dishes. On the oven, clogging the sink, EVEN hidden under counters and roll-aways. Thats one thing I cant handle, if you have time to stack the dishes and move them around all day, just fucking wash them. Then I noticed the sink was actually clogged due to feta cheese. Yup, I've got to get the hell out of here. I began packing right then and there.

This morning the feeling was still there, calmer. Its time to take little Marcela, all of her expensive dresses, toys, candy, vintage fabric and find a new home. Just for her. Its so lovely to write this out loud.

Bye beautiful apartment that became a hell hole.

LOVE, Marcela.

6/30/10

As of late I cant seem to take photos of myself that I like. I go threw them all and its like.

"Fat"
"Fat"
"Weird crouch thing going on."
"FAT"
"Stupid Face"
"Fat. "

In this photo I'm smiling but inside I'm really crying. Thats not true but I think it would be funny if you imagined me crying right after the photo was taken. Like, smile click waaaaaaaaaaahh!!!! Maybe this sense of humor is lost on anyone who isn't my best friend Thomas. Earlier this week I was explaining to my cousins the best joke Thomas and I ever thought of. (side note. most of our jokes are usually elaborate performance art with reaction being the main goal.)

1) Buy one large watermelon.
2) Go to the local outdoor mall.
3) Climb to the top of the escalators.
4) Scream as loud as you can in a distraught maniacal voice. Also it helps if you twist your face, vaudeville style. "MY BAAAAAAAAAABYYYYYYYYY!"
5) Drop watermelon down escalators.
6) Take photos.

I know this is actually really sort of sick and you probably hate me now. BUT if it was a hostile audience based art installation it really is thought provoking.


Oh and here is a dress I am working on for a friend. I showed you parts of it before. Thought?

Shirt - American Apparel
Shorts - Zara ( from recent trip to LA)
Shoes - Topshop

M.E.T

6/24/10

My computer is still having problems. Im not sure what to do about it, bleh. I guess Greg will have to take a break from computering on his computer and fix mine. He recently decided that getting a new iphone was kind of more important then celebrating our anniversary. Im really glad that I have Thomas around to say things like.

" You are allowed to be mad about this, but not THAT mad."

Thomas knows I can get alittle bit carried away. I like when he validates my anger but also curbs it.

Greg did get me flower and chocolate, but most importantly he gave a statement about how sometimes he is an idiot but that doesn't change the way he feels about me. After that I really couldn't be mad because he said everything that needed to be said.

I bought Gatorade powder in hopes that it was a more cost effective way of getting my morning drink on. SO much powder is needed that Im thinking its not worth it. Im currently drinking yellow water that tastes sort of alittle like the Gatorade I love and need.

Oh hey, Im working on that dress up there for a friend. What do you think?

M.E.T

6/22/10

Hi, Im back from LA. Im sorry but I didn't take any pictures of my trip. I don't usually like to take pictures during trips I just like to go and enjoy. But I did bring you back this skirt, to look at that is.

Isn't this skirt amazing! It is made of really good fabric, has a light pink linear AND THE BOW! I mean is it fantastic. It was a bit pricey but I think its was worth it and I like supporting smaller names. My sister Mari's boyfriend was taken aback by the price but like the good boy Greg is he didn't heckle me at all. Instead he bought a suit jacket, I think he caught the shopping fever.



I think I got alittle tan.

Knottsberry Farm was fun but, well Greg go sick and we had to wait in the car.

M.E.T

6/16/10

I got my computer and camera to work!

Photosphotosphotos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





Blue Short Sleeve Sweater - Thirfted
Belt - Gomattagirls
Dress - Rodarte for Target
Socks - Hue
Shoes - OLD!

Hey Im going out of town tomorrow to visit my sister in LA. My family is going to meet her boyfriends family and go to Knottsberry Farm together!!!!!!!!!!! No, Im not excited. OK actually I am, Knottsberry Farm has a special place in my heart. Im not sure why, because I usually hate all theme parks but I LOVE it.

"TWO loud crazy brown family's talking and meeting at Knottsberry Farm. Sweating and hugging, together"

Greg added " and me."

"Oh yea, and you little white Greg."

FUN! Let the sitcom heists and Latin stereotypes begin!

M.E.T.

6/15/10

Something is wrong with my computer. Out of the photo set I took this morning this is the only one it let me upload. Luckily it was one of the better ones.

During the week I dress different depending on what I'm doing. Monday and Friday I usually dress down. These are bike riding days. Today is Tuesday which is calling for a mild bike ride day. SO Im wearing this dress with matching shorts under. I will probably wear some variation of this outfit all sumer long.

M.E.T.

6.11.10

These photos were sent to me by a friend awhile back. She noted that it was interesting to look at the photo below. They are basically the same outfits but with different details. Sort of Destiny's Child like.

A while ago I realized the recession was real but didn't effect me. In the last few months its become evident that no one is "safe". I do know that Im the type of person that will do anything to stay afloat. There is no position below me, but luckily for now I'm alright. Im trying to save as much money as I can because I have found that saving is fun and easyish. Isn't it weird to be a young person and see other young people parade in new expensive clothes like its the norm to spend $1000 on a pair of shoes. Then watch the news and see other in your same country struggling and becoming homeless. My feelings are a yo-yo of emotion. Its odd, I feel like I need more clothes, or more expensive clothes like the other women I see. Then I will feel guilt for being so wrapped up clothes, which is potentially shallow.

When I go running I see these amazing houses and wonder how they afford them and am stung by the realization that there is a good chance that I wont ever obtain that let alone dream houses in other cities. Its hard to balance realization as well as pride for real and current accomplishments.


Well with that said, one of the programs I worked for was completely cut by the mayor and has now been put into effect. I am trying to replace this job, not so much out of need but I realize that if anything did happen to any of the other jobs. I need to work as much as I can while I still can. A couple years ago while applying for an internship the women interviewing me ask what my age was. When stated she replied.

"Perfect age for working hard."


M.E.T

6.8.10

Oh, Hi there! I guess I've sort of been neglecting you. Again, life got busy. Last weekend was both Pride Festival and the Art Centers Yearly Fund-raising Gala. I think we had fun,ish. Also Greg (boyfriend) started is week long tour across Utah, read about sad events here.


Lately I've been ponder "Marriage". To me its still really strange concept. Its like when you were a small child and people say things like someday you will like boys and be married and have kids, and you squeal at the impossible thought. I still feel like that, yes it is more plausible now but I steal think its sort of a joke. Greg and I have been dating for just a few weeks short of 3 years. I dont know that we really want to be married but we do want to live together. With our families those two thought must come with one another, and honestly I don't feel the brash risktaker in me to go through with it and receive the consequence. People are sort of surprised at our lack of interest in marriage. Within my planning mind I convinced myself that I could infact do this marriage thing maybe even soonish out of convienance. My mind was set, but now my mind has began to wander.

My initial reasons for not wanting to be married right now is the inability to share my dreams with someone else. Thats what I've decided my resistance is. Its not necessarily that I think being married will cause me not to reach my goals. Its more that I want to experience the ups and downs on my own. I'm not sure why but its sort of the way I always imagined it. Also in a relationship you are always trying to be good and fair. I want to be able to do things without the constant reminder to being good and fair, maybe I just want to be naive and take risks? I also didn't plan to meet the guy for me at age 20. How do other people do it? How do there dreams, goals and wishes translate from mine = ours? Or mine with you around.

Also how do you beat longing to be single when he's around and missing him immensely and glaring at other happy couples when he isn't around? Constant RollerCoaster.

T-shirt - Macha Machete (Made by my sister)
Shorts - Heirloom
Sandals - Industry
Necklace - Idaho!

M.E.T