Kidecals Discount for Le Fancy Geek Readers!

Hey ponies, awesome news!

If you dug the keycals by Kidecals that I reviewed earlier this week, you’re in luck. You can receive 15% off your entire Kidecals order by using the code “fancygeek” at checkout! The code is good until the 28th of February, so you all have plenty of time to find some goodies that you’d like to pick up. Other than keycals, Kidecals also offers really cute custom labels and canning labels (if you’re into DIYing things that belong in pretty mason jars), luggage tags, etc. Be sure to peruse their site!

Here are some of my favorites:

“No Soliciting” label ($6) to keep by your doorbell. You can even customize it! See what I did there? 😉

Thin Name Labels ($21 for mini labels) to stick on your electronics and whatnot. This would be super helpful for my iPad/iPhone chargers.

Small set of Star Trek keycals ($7). I’m not a super huge Star Trek fan (I’ve been meaning to look into it past the two new movies that came out and I was given a whole set of bootlegs by my former co-worker Julia), but I love the fact that Kidecals has these, and I know some of you ponies are Trekkies 🙂

Pinterest sticker ($6). I’m obsessed with Pinterest so this is applicable. And I just got a text from my sister saying she blew up my feed with a bunch of pins she sent to me, so maybe I should consider picking this up for her. Haha!

Nebula keycals ($16). I dig this because it reminds me of Doctor Who and my favorite dress from ModCloth. 😀

Happy shopping, my little ponies!


geek style · out & about

A Study in Floral Prints

outfit details – dress: American Rag // blazer: Merona // glasses: Derek Cardigan // belt: ?? // shoes: Bass // purse: Coach // Sherlock necklace: Le Fancy Geek Boutique (buy here)

So, what have I been up to lately? Besides incessantly scrolling through for job listings, I’m completely caught up with Sherlock despite the fact that it only premiered in the US last Sunday (huzzah for the interwebz! And ERMERGERD Benedict Cumberbatch ♡ Yowza). I’ve been in Sherlock mode for over a month — I re-watched series 1 & 2 after I scored both of them on DVD for under $19 thanks to the British TV sale Barnes & Noble had! But my attention is slightly shifting towards Downton Abbey since it just started here recently as well. I yelled at the TV (mainly at Mary and whatshisface) while watching the latest episode and I’m aching to know what’s going to happen next, but I’ve decided I’m not going to seek out the rest of the fourth series on the internet because if I do I will be immobile for hours and I won’t get anything done at all , and that’s obviously not kosher.

I’m starting to get back into reading for funsies and also to study the way other writers write since I’m stumped with my own writing (style, story structure, dialog, etc). Right now I’m in the middle of Vendela Vida’s novel And Now You Can Go. As I read it, it feels very invasive; as if I’m intruding on the narrator’s innermost thoughts. And I love it for that. I’ll do a little write up about the book once I’m done with it completely. If the author’s name sounds familiar, she co-wrote the screenplay for one of my favorite movies, Away We Go, with Dave Eggers.

A few days ago I dug through a box full of old school assignments and found a rough draft for one of the short stories I started working on during my last semester of school. There were also some pages of feedback from my fellow classmates. I drew inspiration from “Rabbit Fur Coat” by Jenny Lewis & the Watson Twins — the story is about a daughter’s lack of a relationship with her dysfunctional mother who is utterly obsessed with her rabbit fur coat. Reading it for the first time in years, I thought, “Hey, this isn’t bad. This is actually decent.” And then I wonder why I ever stopped writing at all. I started coming up with ideas for a third draft and took notes while I was at work the other day (it’s okay, I was just helping proctor exams!). 🙂

The outfit pictures in this post were taken a few weeks ago before my birthday in downtown downton Livermore. Caitlin and I drove down to visit our fellow nerd and Creative Writing homie Amanda where we feasted on Italian food (my pasta kept me full well into the night, which irritated me because I wanted to eat a burrito), checked out a comic book store, and talked about our lack of writing since graduating and being unable to find jobs to help us evolve into fully functioning adults. We also discussed how there’s a lack of literature containing stories about 20-something characters that find themselves in the same situation we’re in — educated, living at home, struggling with adulthood. All coming of age stories are found in the teen-fiction section. Where are the ones for adults? We talked about how we need to change this. We also talked about Tom Hiddleston and Benedict Cumberbatch a lot (for obvious reasons).

I think I may have worn this outfit a million times already, it’s basically one of my go-to’s for work and my Sherlock necklace looks quite dandy against the floral print of the dress. And check out my shoes! I scored these saddle shoes at the Bass outlet in Vacaville a couple months ago for $50. Every time I go there I always hope to find a pair, but they never ever have any in stock. So that made it a justifiable purchase, right? Right. Of course it did.

In case any of you are wondering how I’m doing with that New Years resolution where I don’t buy any new clothing items unless they’re under $7: I’m doing surprisingly well. The only thing is I’m finding myself buying more DVDs and books so I’m thinking I have to add those things in the resolution mix as well. *le sigh* 


PS: ♡

bloop · shoppin'

Kidecals Review

Hey my little ponies!

I was contacted by Kidecals to review any one of their products and I jumped at the opportunity once I saw that they have keycals — fancy decals to put on your keyboard (for Mac users, sorry PC folks). I’ve been eyeballing different kinds of decals similar to Kidecals’ on Etsy for my laptop since I’m growing tired of the plainness of the black ones that were manufactured onto mine — plus little oily marks were starting to show up from the natural oils from my fingertips. ¡No bueno!

There are about 40 different designs, but I opted to go with the Pretty Peonies because:

  1. It’s pretty.
  2. Peonies are easily in my top 5 favorite flowers.
  3. There’s no third reason, it just seemed odd to start listing things and only have two reasons.

Applying them took about 5-10 minutes with no difficulty whatsoever. Typing with them doesn’t really feel any different, and they most definitely make my laptop look much cleaner than before! I only have a couple of gripes with them, and they’re not really that big of a deal. But the decals for the very top keys don’t say F1, F2, F3, etc. I don’t use those keys all that much, but when I do I like being able to see what’s what. And there are also a few keys where the letter is hard to make out since it’s white type on top of a white image. I don’t mind this bit a whole lot since I know which key is which and don’t really need to glance down to see what letter is where, but there might still be some out there that still need to take a looksie, so it might not be completely ideal for them.

Overall, I’m really quite pleased with the keycals. I have a wireless keyboard for my iPad too, so I definitely want to look into picking up another set. My other favorite designs are Nebula  and Light Woodgrain. Each set of keycals are $16 and includes free shipping. And if you join the Kidecals newsletter, you’ll receive 15% off your first purchase 😀

Be sure to check out their site for other fun things like name labels, wall decals, stickers (I also picked up one that says “I Speak Geek”), and tons of other things!


FTC disclosure: Kidecals gave me a voucher in order to pick which product of theirs I wanted to review. All opinions stated are my own.


Indelible Ink

Whenever I find myself in a transitioning phase, I feel the urge to change something about my physical appearance. Three years ago, I was transitioning back to life in Stockton and cutting ties with people who I once thought were good friends, and also let go of a boy that I had pined over for  waaaay too long because I finally realized that it was just never going to happen. I looked at my long dark locks and said, “Fuck it. It’s ALL going!” And so I had it cut in a bob-like fashion above my shoulders. It was so short that I couldn’t even put my hair in a ponytail which completely freaked me out. Last month I seriously considered getting my hurr did with a deep purple ombre, because why the hell not? I would look like Rarity from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic! But the thing with hair is that you can change it back to the way it was via hair dye and the patience of waiting for it to grow back (which mine does quite quickly). 

I thought of something else I had been wanting to do, a change that is more permanent: get a tattoo. I’ve thought long and hard about this for the past three years, maybe even more, and stumbled upon an artist in San Francisco named Jen Lee by way of one of my Creative Writing classmates, Haley. She has three tattoos done by her, and I’ve looked into Jen Lee’s work and it is extremely beautiful and well done… and sooo ‘spensive (if you look at her work, it’s obvious why she’s expensive). But I feel like she’s the artist who can truly execute what I want done, which is a portrait of Jingles, the lead carrousel horse at Disneyland. 

I set up a consultation with her last Thursday and scheduled April 15 to be the day I get it done. I could’ve had it done as early as February 22, but my parents want me to go somewhere with them that day, and every other available appointment would cut into my tutoring job, and I couldn’t really justify missing work to get a tattoo — even though I want it badly and now. Oh, and I totally went into this without saying a word about it to my mom or dad who aren’t crazy about body art. *nervous laughter* 

I confessed to my mom over a cup of hot chocolate the following day though. I couldn’t keep something like that from her for too long, y’know? To my surprise, she took it very well. She just doesn’t like the idea of it being so big (it’s going to take up a bit of my left forearm) — “Cant’ you get something smaller, like a locket?” she asked. And she’s even going to come with me when I get it done! 😀

With every tattoo (at least some, anyway), there’s significance behind it. So why a carousel horse for me? I’ve always had an affinity for carousels, particularly ones that are strictly equine because I’ve always loved horses too. And of course the one I want on me permanently is from Disneyland. Disneyland’s always been my happy place, it’s the place where I can truly just put every worry behind me and be a child, and no one will judge me for it. It’s important to celebrate your inner-child because life is too short to be so serious; this is something I try to do outside of Disneyland as well. So the carousel horse is to remind me, even in times like the one I’m going through right now, is to never let go of my inner child, and to also be a reminder that I must keep moving forward. 

The first piece of writing I ever had published was a non-fiction essay called “Hop on the Horse.” You can read it here if you’d like. In it, I compare life to a carousel ride. We go through all these ups and downs; the ride just keeps going despite whatever state you find yourself in. 

I suppose the tattoo represents a combination of many things.

Do you any of you have tattoos? What are they of and how did you come to the conclusion that you wanted it on yourself permanently? Or if you’re thinking of getting one, what are you planning on? I’d love to hear some of your tattoo stories 🙂



Time to Grow Up

Today is the last day that I can say, “I’m twenty-seven.” It’s an odd feeling coming to the realization that my twenty-something days will soon be behind me. I mean, I know I have one more year, but that’s it. My age will start with a 3 before I know it. But should that matter? It shouldn’t, but the idea of it frightens me. I couldn’t help but think of this quote from Helen Mirren that I came across on Tumblr last month. These are the pivotal years, 18-28,  this is when you really start to discover yourself — who you are and what you want and don’t want. As a child, I imagined what life would be like for me at this time. I thought I’d have my degree and that I’d be married with two kids and a dog, possibly living in San Francisco. As I grew older, the want for some of these childhood expectations began to fade and new dreams replaced them. Mostly the part about having kids and living in San Francisco. I realized I don’t want children, and that’s okay. San Francisco is a fun place to visit, but it’s not a place I’d like to call home. Living in the bay area for two and a half years taught me that. Childhood Nina would understand some of those things, but she’d mostly wonder where she went wrong and what happened to the determination to reach her goals went, or why she hasn’t met some of these childhood expectations.

When I was with Jennifer yesterday she said that time seems to go by faster once you turn 18. I noticed the fickle and mysterious beast known as Time goes by terribly fast at a much younger age. I want to say I was maybe in third or fourth grade. I thought about how kindergarten didn’t seem like it was a long time ago, but it really was; that soon I would be 10, then 11, then 12, then a teenager; middle school and high school would happen and then I’d have to come to terms with being an adult and figuring my life out. Time moved at a glacial pace only when I anticipated something. I’d think, “It’ll be here (whatever it was) before I know it.” And now here I am, almost twenty-eight. I used  my childhood philosophy of “it’ll be here before I know it” when it came to my relationship with Tim. This was the year we were finally going to figure things out, how to be together under one roof as a couple and really begin our lives together. But this is no longer an option, this dream has been put to pasture. I’m accepting it, but not lightly. My heart feels heavy and I often feel like I may spontaneously combust. Time is moving quickly and slowly as I’m trying to get through this and come to terms with growing up as an individual and him no longer being there as I go through the process.

I’m still young, but not that young. I cling to my inner child and celebrate it because having a career and earning money isn’t really enough to make life worth living, or at least I think so. But I need to face the fact that those elements are essential in me evolving as a person and that I do need to in fact embrace adulthood.

This is probably the most serious thing I’ve ever written on this blog. The intent I had when creating Le Fancy Geek three years ago was to have a creative outlet for my love of fashion and geeky things, but also a way for me to keep writing. But I feel like I haven’t quite written anything worth writing since I got my BA in Creative Writing four years ago. FOUR years ago. Christ. I wanted to write stories, I wanted to write things that mattered that people could relate to, I wanted to get lost in books and become inspired. But I lost the drive as fear and anxiety took over any time I tried to write a draft because blank pages are so goddamn intimidating. I found myself, and still find myself, having trouble concentrating on reading books. You can’t write if you don’t read. That’s something many of my professors would say in all my Creative Writing classes. And it’s so true. In some ways I feel like I’ve dumbed down and wasted time. I know I wasted time.

I may start writing like this more often on the blog — being more introspective, more honest, more vulnerable. That’s how I used to write, that’s what made me fall in love with the craft of writing to begin with. I’ll still have fun posts every now and then, but honestly with the state that I’m in, I’m finding it difficult to write the bubbly way that I used to without sounding insincere.

I hope you’ll stick with me.



Step By Step


Someone I went to middle school and high school with posted a link about Disneyland’s Half Marathon on Facebook earlier this week and I remembered how I took a sudden interest in the idea of running last year. I attempted to start running, or at least jogging because of a blog I stumbled upon. I don’t recall what blog it was, but it belonged to a girl who weighed more than I do now who completely turned her life around by running. She started off on a treadmill, pushing herself to see how fast she could go and she took off from there. She’s ridiculously fit now and runs marathons. I thought, “If she can do it, so can I.”  We all have the capacity of doing great feats we never imagined we could accomplish if only we try and put effort into it. I attempted it, was able to jog for 10 minutes if I really pushed myself, and then just stopped out of sheer laziness. So, I Googled ways on how to start training for a 10k at a novice level after looking at what it takes to run the Disney marathon. I’m striving for change this year, like things that will only help improve this shell I live in.

So, with all that said, I jogged the other day on the treadmill and Anne Perkins from Parks & Recreation said it the best: “Jogging is the worst! I know it keeps you healthy, but God, at what cost?!” I felt my feet move forward, hitting the spinny part of the treadmill (what is that even called? Is there a name for the floor in which you walk and run on? Is it just the treadmill? I don’t know. Whatever.) and with each strike, I felt my thighs move up and down, burning and itching. I saw that I was only going 4 mph and thought, goddamn this is quite pathetic. And painful.

Yeah, yeah, I know — pain is good. It means you’re doing something. You can’t just give up because something hurts you. As much as I’d love to be fit and able to run a mile in under 15 minutes, I need to put the work in in order to be able to accomplish it. I’ll take it step by step (literally…ha!), I’ll see how far I can push myself, and even though I’m going to hate every minute of it I’ll at least know I’m not sitting on my bed, wasting time on the interwebs to distract myself from my current funk, thinking about how to get better — I’ll actually be doing something about it.

But not today. Today I’m off to San Francisco and I need breakfast *tummy grumble*. Plus I’ll be walking from Downtown to North Beach and that’ll be my cardio for the day 🙂


bloop · geek style · shoppin'

A Year of Remixes

Hey my little ponies! I hope the New Year has been treating you all well so far. We’re 8 days into it already, can you believe it? O__O

I’m aware that many people make resolutions at the start of each year, myself included, and sometimes we break them. *raises hand* My goals for the year are to do things to better myself — be more active (I walk/jogged for 2 miles at the gym yesterday… ugh), and read and write more (I’ve been journaling quite a bit since last month) — maybe even do something that scares me. What that is, I’m not sure yet. But I think I’m off to fairly decent start.

My friends Jennifer and Shanice told me that they made a resolution to not buy any new clothing including shoes AT ALL this year except for bras and undies, and also thrifted items if they’re $7 and under. So they asked if I’d like to get in on it too. Being a fashion blogger I thought, “What will this mean for my blog? What about outfit posts? And wish lists?” And then I remembered I hardly posted any last year and I have a closet full of pretty dresses you’ve all yet to see! And wish lists posts are just that — wishes. It doesn’t mean I’m going to get anything I put on them. And this is going to be good for my wallet because I spent way too much on clothes last year. I don’t even wanna think about how much money I could’ve saved!

This’ll be a quite a challenge because I often found solace in shopping, but I can focus all that energy into things that will make me better.

Have any of you made any resolutions this year?