Halloween Weekendz

It's the fucking weekend. I wish I was more excited about this weekend, but I know in my heart no other Halloween will beat last years with Nina.

The good thing about this Halloween is that I have the house to my self. My dad flew to Dallas for the Cowboy vs. Jaguar Halloween game. If I knew enough people, I would have a little party, but honestly, I don't know enough people down here. It's been hard to get to know genuine people who actually want to be friends. Most people seem content with what they have. I'm pretty sure that I'm only going to live here for another 6 months though. I need a smaller community or a bigger community thats closer mileage wise. 
Here's some more awesome Halloween pictures from last year.

 

 

 Nina was terrifying. Best Zombie ever.

Let the Sun in

Outfit Post/Random Pictures

 

 

 

 

Dress-Naked Lady Party

Bathing Suit- Delia's

Shoes- Old Navy

Event- Hanna State Park

I love the second picture, when I was walking up the couple in the background were making out like teenagers. I took that picture and asked if they made the sand pyramid. They said they did, so it's pretty cool that they ended up in the background of the picture. These pictures are kinda like a screen shot of my day.  I decided to ride my bike over to Hanna Park, a local state park. It was a 10 minute bike ride ,definitely worth it.  It was gorgeous and I wish I took more "nature" pictures. I suppose that's just not really my style, though. This outfit post is just a tad heavy on the artsy and light on the fashion. My apologies.

Girl, your curves are kickin

Weight

I'm sure I've talked about this before, but it's been a while and I feel like it will always be a relevant issue. I've lost about 6 pounds since I've moved to Florida, but it's not nearly enough. I feel like I need to lose more to become more attractive.  I long for the days when curves really were celebrated. Also, when I say curves, I just don't mean large breasts.    

  

Our society likes to pretend  its "curvy friendly" as if accepting Kim Kardashian is enough.  The fashion industry said it was moving away from stick-thin models, but the truth of the matter is, its not. We're still being shown images that are photo-shopped beyond recognization. There's the occasional "thick" model thrown in for a "special appearance".  See Beth Ditto's modeling career.   

   

Today, I was watching The View and Janet Jackson was a guest. She admitted to having really low self-esteem at certain points in her life. It's so sad, everyone is a victim of the media. EVERYONE.  I don't have a solution. I wish I was able to say that its easy to rise above it all, but it's not. Surrounding yourself with like-minded people is a good start though.  Lots of change is happening within the female community. There's been love your body day and other positive events.  The change seems to be happening with-in ourselves, with-out the media's involvement. So, women keep on being positive about your beautiful bodies and remind other women that they're beautiful as well.   Also, lets try to keep the yearly Halloween costume judging to a minimum.     

"I just lost 50 pounds"

I want her to give me all her "fat" clothes.

Apocalypse Boots

    

   

     

 

Cardigan- Urban Outfitters

Dress- Ross

Socks- American Apparel

Boots- Delias.com

Event-Oktoberfest

Rings- Target, Tia, Forever 21

 Purse- Ross

The boots I'm wearing are going to be the boots I wear during the Apocalypse. It's not to say that I want the world to end in a crazy ridiculous way, but I wouldn't mind it. I mean, it would really change things up. 

My dad is currently "remodeling" the house. It's funny because he's had the house for 10+ years and  he definitely just let it go. Things started to break, as they do and he just quit repairing. I've only been here for about 3 months but we've already made some headway.  Currently, we're painting the living room. It sucks though, cause the previous owners loved border wall-paper,  which is a pain in the ass to take off.  I should take some pictures for before and after, I just know that I won't have after pictures for at least 2 months. Yeah, its like that.

It wasn't me

Boys

Kittens, remember Republican Guy? Well I left out a tiny detail...I gave him my number. Granted it was before his 'Obama is the worst president ever' comment. But still, he had my digits. Since, I gave him my number I've heard from him sporadically at weird times, like 4 a.m. Sunday morning. I'm sure he just wanted to chat. This was last weekend and when I finally answered the phone I went off. I feel like its rude and disrespectful to call a lady at that hour. Honestly, what do you think is going to happen? The next day he called and apologized for his behavior and just said that he was really wasted. I forgave him and told him to not let it happen again. Fast forward to this Thursday. My phone is my alarm clock like many other twenty-somethings and subsequently never on silent. This guy calls me twice at 2:55 a.m. I don't bother answering, I just ignore the call. The next morning as I was getting ready for work. I decide to let him have a piece of my mind via texting. Heres's our convo:  (Complete with grammatical errors)

Me: I don't know why you think its appropriate for you to call me in the middle of the night. Because, its not. Its rude, and it woke me up since I use my phone as my alarm. DO NOT CALL ME AGAIN!
Him: It wasnt me
Me: That's strange because it came from your phone.
Him: R u sure? Im at work
Me: Ugh, yeah, I'm fucking sure. I'll send you my phone records.
Him: Was in bed at 9...u want to come over?
Me: What? You just said you were at work. And I guess your phone just decided to call me twice at 2:55 a.m.
Him:  Im working from home...and I dont know how I called you? U can come over
Me: Well, I don't give a fuck how you accidentally called me. I'm getting ready for work. And I don't want another phone call from you. The end.
Him: So your not coming over? I said I was sorry...come over real quick
Me: You're fucking stupid
Him: Why

And I never responded. Jesus H. Christ... this is what's out there.  Thanks, Universe.

                                                                           

Gypsy Inspiration

  

   

 

Cardigan-Thrift Store? I've had it for so long and it had ties on it, but I cut them off. 

Tunic- Gift from my cousin

Leggings- Forever 21

Rings- (From left to right) Grandma, Forever 21, Tia

Broach-Grandma

So,  I just bought a plane ticket to Oklahoma. :) I'll be flying into Tulsa on Dec 16 and flying out on Jan 4. I'll  be there for a hot minute. I plan on doing lots of couch surfing. At the beginning I'll be in Muskogee and Tahlequah. I'll end my trip in Norman and Tulsa. I plan on seeing all my gorgeous friends.  So, let me know your whereabouts so I can plan accordingly. I also realize this is like 2 months away, but I need something to look forward too. Oh, and let me know if I can crash on your wonderful couch!

White and Black and Red All Over

Outfit Post

 

Dress-Thrift Store

Belt-Naked Lady Party

Shoes-Tia's Closet

Event-Subbing

I woke about 20 minutes before I was supposed to be there. Thankfully, I had laid out my outfit and already made my lunch. I'm so responsible, ha! Unfortunately, you can't do your hair and make-up the night before too.  I always end up wearing my hair up when I sub, its just easy and I don't have to fuss with it during the day.  Today, wearing it up did not serve me as well.  A student became fascinated with my hair and repeatedly pulled it. I was responsible for one child today. Just one, the reason, she was a very dependent Autistic child. I fell in love with her from one day. She was the sweetest girl, whom no matter what had a smile on her face. I don't feel comfortable making a statement about Autism and its origins.The only thing to be said is that it is a very mis-understood condition. This is my 4th time subbing for Autism and every time has been insightful and interesting.

Oh, and my cat got in a fight last night. She has a patch of skin missing on her back. This is her first real injury. I tried to clean it up, but it hasn't seemed to scab at all. It still looks raw. Anyone have any experience and advice?

50's Glam

Outfit Post

   

     

   

    

   

Cardigan- Thrift Store

Dress- Forever 21

Belt-Thrift Store

Shoes-Amazon.com

Event- In Cahoots Club

The first picture is a GUESS ad, I really liked the hair and tried to copy it. It's hard to capture the bump in my hair.  This is one of my favorite outfits. The only problem, my boobs.  I wish they were just a little bit smaller. It's frustrating having large breasts. You can't wear the same things as a women with a B cup, or you can, but you'll wind up looking like a hoe, where as she'll look cute. I'm sure some people are going to disagree with me, but it's just my opinion.  

I don't know how I manage to find the one straight guy in the gay club, but I do. We start talking and he seems nice enough, until he says hes a Republican. (Gasp!!) I don't immediately run for the hills, instead I give him the benefit of the doubt and continue conversing with him. Honestly, people are people or so I thought. He soon reminded me why I can't date a republican. "Well, you know Obama is the worst president in the history of the United States?" Oh, Really??  It was then that I had to walk away. I wanted to have a good time, and enjoy myself. Whereas he seemed to want to argue. Jerk.

My cat's in a tree..

Cat in a tree from Christina Escamilla on Vimeo.


That's my backyard. In all its glory. In case you were curious about the story at the end of the video: My dad and I were driving to the tag agency and I was talking about subbing. I mentioned that I haven't subbed at a high-school because the boys would flirt with me. My dad got all weird and said that I shouldn't be thinking about that, and "Can we please talk about something else?" I said, well, it's apart of my job and it's something that I do have to think about. Which he followed with "You can't just drop things can you?" Then there was silence. It's sooo awkward. I'm not talking about having sex or anything of the sort. I'm 23, for goodness sake!!