Made in the A.M. | November Playlist

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[Images via: Tumblr, Isabelle Nazha Photo, Tumblr, Isabelle Nazha Photo]

If you weren't a One Direction fan, you would probably not see the connection between the title of this post and their newest album. I may or may not be a low key (HIGH KEY) fan of them, especially their new songs, which are of course included in this collection of songs. This month, I listened to a nice range of JB, One Direction, Drake, and Banks. Click here to listen to my playlist on Spotify! What have you been listening to? 

Here's a preview of my playlist...


Practice- Drake

The Feeling- Justin Bieber, Halsey 

Wolves- One Direction

Sad Boy- G-Eazy

Celeste- Ezra Vine



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Wearing:// Dress: Nordstrom, Jacket: Aritzia, Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell *old*  (Vince Camuto Boot)

         Curling up with my dogs, homemade apple bread, and a marathon of 90210 ahead of me is what I call BLISS. I came home often during my sophomore year, but the last time I came home before this Thanksgiving break was Fall long weekend in October. Not seeing my friends and family so frequently just makes each homecoming all the better. I somehow survived my last exam week ever at my high school, and have been knocking out my college applications and tv episodes ever since. It has been as solid month since I last posted an outfit post, so I was a bit rusty with my "modeling", but it felt comforting to go out shooting with my mom again. I haven't been doing as much shopping- shocker, I know- with school occupying my time, but I did order this dress with a unique patten off of Nordstrom recently. I have been buying just about anything in this burgundy/maroon color, so expect to see sweaters and pants galore in this shade. 

Like a "normal person", I was just brainstorming Instagram bio options, and realized, "give me a leather jacket + i'll conquer the world" would be suitable for me. I wore my leather jacket pretty much every day while I lived in France (strongly considered just wearing it to bed tbh), and have been wearing it on the weekends when I don't have to rock a blazer to school. Everyone should find a piece in their wardrobe that gives them a world domination type feeling, and my leather jacket with bold red lips serve that purpose. 

Besides seeing friends and hangin' out with my dogs, I mostly look forward to Thanksgiving for the heaps of pie. I'm not sure that I blogged about it, but last year, I didn't really have a Thanksgiving. The nearby French high school put together a lovely look-alike American style dinner, but it just wasn't the same. My mom almost forgot that I wasn't even here last year until I reminded her, but nonetheless, I'm looking forward to drowning my plate in turkey, mashed potatoes, pie, stuffing, pie, and more pie. As usual, I wanted to say how thankful I am for everyone who reads my blog, whether you're a longtime reader or a newbie. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!xoxo Isabelle 

#PrayforParis and #PrayfortheWorld

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I'm sure all of you are aware of the recent tragedies, not only in Paris, but also all over the world. I work on my school's newspaper, and was asked to write something up in response to the attacks in Paris. After studying and living abroad in France last year, I have a particular perspective because I was there when the Charlie Hebdo attacks occurred. I thought I would share what I wrote for the newspaper with you all- let me know your thoughts and stance on our world, which seems to be crumbling...xoxo Isabelle 

[Place de la République in Rennes January 8th, 2015]

When you’ve lived in a suburban New Jersey town for all of your life, transitioning to a “concrete-jungle”, equipped with a metro and an extensive bus line can seem daunting. By January of my School Year Abroad in France, I felt that I had adapted well to the hustle-and-bustle of Rennes, but it wasn’t until the attacks on the French satirical magazine Charlie Hebdo occurred on January 7th of this year that I realized what it really meant to a be an American living in a country that was under attack. Although I wasn’t in Paris the day of the attacks, I was living in Rennes, which is just two-hours outside of Paris, and I felt closer to current events more than ever before. Watching the news from your home in the United States is starkly different than watching the news knowing you are just two hours away from where innocent people are being killed. With a school trip to Paris approaching, students began receiving frantic messages from their parents, which resulted in a necessary school meeting. We were assured that we were going to be ok and that our trip was still on, and that there would be heightened security due to what had happened. Our trip went smoothly, but knowing we were staying just ten minutes away from the old Charlie Hebdo offices was chilling. Walking along the Seine with military personnel almost patrolling past us, I saw Paris in a different, sort-of guarded light.

It is difficult to compare two different acts of blatant inhumanity, however, I can sense a slight difference between the reactions regarding Charlie Hebdo and those of the Bataclan and the Stade de France. In January, Charlie Hebdo sparked a greater discussion regarding the liberty of expression, and the boundaries of the journalism medium- where do we draw the line for mockery of other races, religions, and ideals? Some of my French teachers advocated for complete and total free speech, while others felt there was a line between plaisanterie and outright cruelty. Either way, almost all of my classes debated this topic for weeks, and we contemplated the driving motive behind the deaths of these 12 writers. When I received a notification on my CNN app of the most recent attacks, I felt a pang of uneasiness for France and the world. That moment transported me back to my experience living in France, and I felt all the more downtrodden. Although I am not a French citizen by any means, I established many ties during my time there that make me feel connected. Knowing that my host mom’s granddaughter lives in Paris and several of my sleep-away camp friends definitely rendered the “#prayforparis” more meaningful for my SYA friends and me. In less than a year, France has experienced two instances of oppression which have only made this country a stronger, united front.

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