Happy October

Hey there! Sorry I’ve been MIA for a week, it’s been a crazy busy few days. I knew getting back into blogging that I wouldn’t be able to totally commit to a regular post schedule, but I’m definitely trying! I hope to have a couple posts out this week as I try to play catch-up for missed time. A poem reading is definitely in the rotation.

Anyhoo…helloooo October!! My absolute favorite month {and apparently everyone else’s}. There are so many scary, Halloween themed movies and TV shows that I’ve grown to love over the years, and each October I feel like I need to watch every single one of them to fulfill my craving. My favorites range from kiddy-cartoon shows I watched as a child to full-blown guts and gore horrors.

Below is a list of my favorite fall movies {and honestly, I watch this stuff year round}. I will probably be adding more to it as I think of them!!

Are You Afraid of the Dark Series
Hocus Pocus
Ernest Scared Stupid
Monster Squad
Under Wraps
The Lost Boys
It’s The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown
The Haunted Mansion
The Witches
The Gate
Phantom of the Megaplex
Hotel Translyvania
Corpse Bride
Nightmare Before Christmas
Edward Scissorhands
The Little Vampire
My Babysitter is a Vampire
Halloween Series {original and Rob Zombie’s versions}
Friday the 13th Series
Texas Chainsaw Massacre {any and all ever made}
Poltergeist {1982 version}
Pet Sematary 1 + 2
Cirque Du Freak
The Blair Witch Project
Sleepaway Camp
Scream {The movies and the TV series}
The Walking Dead
Hemlock Grove
Teen Wolf {on MTV}
American Horror Story
The Craft
Killer Clowns from Outer Space
Nightmare on Elm Street

… what are some of your Halloween TV/Movie favorites??


Wander Wednesday: Back to the Bahamas


It’s been too long since I felt that soft white paradise sand in every nook + cranny of my skin {basically}. To a summer way back before I ever referred to my body as having “mom stores” {I’m talking about you, hips}. A lot has changed since 2008 when I first visited Atlantis with my family. It was two years before my son was born, I was 19 and thought that I would become one with the island by having my hair braided by locals…and I was 100% RIGHT…kidding, but truthfully, I’ve never felt more at home so far away, besides maybe Italy.


I had just gotten my first “professional” camera the Christmas before, and learning the ropes was easy with the crystal blue waters of Nassau, Bahamas as my scenery. There were these crazy cool nurse sharks below our hotel balcony {side note: if I were a shark, I’d be a nurse shark}, my brother and I got close enough to pet them, if that’s even a thing, shark petting.


We also stumbled across Harborside Resort, and I couldn’t help but feel like Kim from Edward Scissorhands among the crazy pastel colored condos, as if I was living in some strange Tim Burton movie where Bahamian hospitality meets a cooky dark subplot. I digress.

Rooms_HarborsideResort333But while I’m always searching for mystery + wonder in every place I go, I took away nothing but realness in the experiences there; from the evening carnivals right down to my charred brown sun tan. I missed an opportunity to go back a few years ago due to my not-so-lenient editorial schedule at the time.  It’s nice to be able to go back and visit the places I’ve been, even if it’s through a couple pictures. 


My Newest Arm Candy Crush: Pura Vida Bracelets


I am currently fawning over these colorful tiny little accessories. Pura Vida Bracelets founders Griffin Thall and Paul Goodman got the idea for the business after visiting Costa Rica and discovering local street artisans selling bracelets for a living. Simply put,  “these [simple] string bracelets were more than just your everyday friendship bracelet, they were a movement. Pura Vida is more than just a saying, it’s a lifestyle representing the simple things in life.”


There are so many reasons why I love this company, but here’s a clear breakdown:

Great Quality
These tiny strung together bracelets are handmade with heartfelt craftsmanship. Woven tightly together and casted in a waxy waterproof {anything proof} finish. Unlike the ordinary friendship bracelets, pura vida bracelets don’t fray after so many wears, and can easily be slipped on and off. The bracelets are tied off with a slipknot, making them extremely easy to adjust to different wrist sizes.


Giving Back
Not only does each bracelet purchased help provide jobs for local artisans in Costa Rica, but pura vida bracelets also involve it’s consumers in individualized fundraiser and charity options.


Easily Styled
Aside from being durable, weightless {comfort plus} and altruistic, these colorful little bracelets are one of the best paired accessories you can use to upgrade your wrists. Whether mixed with Alex + Ani charm bangles or those old frayed friendship bracelets you still have, the addition of pura vida strings will most definitely add more character + free spirit style to your look. If you’re not like me, a sucker for stacking my bracelets practically to my elbows, then no worries, they stand bright and bold on their own too.


“The pura vida lifestyle is embodied by the enjoyment of a life lived slowly, the celebration of good fortune, and the refusal to take anything for granted. It’s about being free and living life to the fullest; it’s an attitude Each bracelet has a unique and different color combination so coming across someone with your exact bracelet will be a tough find. The hard work that goes into making each bracelet represents the dedication and respect for the beautiful land that we all live in.”

Sold yet? Use discount code NICOLEDICARLO10 at checkout to get 10% off every order every time!


Poetry Explanation: Plastic Society by Nicole DiCarlo


I wrote Plastic Society it in 2009 for a creative writing workshop class. The topic was to model the style from one of our favorite poems. Poetry is an art form, and for me it means much more than putting letters on paper and forming words that just to happen to rhyme. I write all of my poetry with the intention of being read aloud; it brings more focus to the words being said and allows the reader to feel more personally involved in the feelings being conveyed. This alone was the reason I chose to model Plastic Society off of Daddy by Sylvia Plath. I have always admired Plath, but I love the way her “harsh-edged” dialect reflects raw emotion when read aloud.

Plastic Society is a conglomeration of ideals and fantasies about pop culture, the hollywood scene and celebrity lifestyle that I imagine it to be…. in my dark + twisty mind. Not glamorous, but oozing with botched botox zombies and dirtied Louis Vuitton accessories. I love to play around with opposing themes, in this case, by making beauty seem grotesque and gore admirable. It is this paradox paired with Plath’s phonetic influence that makes this piece resonate so strongly.

I hope you all enjoy, feel free to leave a review of your thoughts.

Plastic Society Notebook

{photo credit}

Under the Weather

SW_LoganAdermattHi there, hope everyone is having a great LDW! Unfortunately I am sick and out of commission for anything fun this 3-day-weekend. I have been laid up in bed since Saturday evening with a sore throat + stuffy nose. I don’t know about anyone else, but when I don’t feel good, not only can I physically not find the strength to do things, but I become mentally useless as well! I’m surprised I can even write this post. It’s very frustrating because there are so many things I could be doing right now with this off time {studying, blogging ahead, LAUNDRY}; instead I’m confined to bed and Netflix; which normally wouldn’t be so bad, but knowing that I have plenty of unchecked tasks on my to-do list just makes me anxious.

I successfully finished the entire first season of the Scream series on MTV and {SPOILER AHEAD}….I knew it was Piper all along! And now I can’t wait for season 2! Scream was the first scary “slasher” movie I had ever seen. I couldn’t sleep for 3 months after though, because every time I opened my eyes I saw Casey Decker hanging gutted from my doorway {tmi}. But it’s one of my absolute favorite slasher movies nonetheless, and with Craven’s recent passing I felt it necessary to note.

I’m gonna wrap this up before I let the cold medicine take over and I really start to ramble {I’m feeling loopy}. As I said last week I have some exciting things coming up over the next month or so, and I can’t wait to share with everyone. Until then be on the lookout for this week’s post on my first “poem dissection,” in which I explain a piece of my poetry and what it means {for all the non hippie beatniks out there} =)


Checking In


Hi there, how was everyone’s weekend? Mine wasn’t too bad, studied for the most part. My son started Kindergarten yesterday so my brain was a bit preoccupied from blogging. We’re watching Courage the Cowardly Dog now and eating cereal with sleepy eyes. I’m back on a better sleep schedule but I’m still always tired!

Everyone’s talking about the VMA’s per usual {I didn’t watch}. I tend to steer clear of award shows, they’ve never interested me much and I’m really not a fan of the majority of the music… {give me an award show for metal and I’m watching}.

I’ve got some exciting things coming up in the next couple weeks and I can’t wait to share them with you all. :)



Wander Wednesday: Veni Vidi Vici, Roma

Alleyway in Rome, Italy

Alleyway in Rome, Italy

As I was combing through old pictures, I came across some from my trip to Italy in 2008 and wanted to briefly share my experience there. Although I’m more than proud to be American, I can’t deny that I have both Italian and Serbian blood in my veins, so when my parents booked this trip, they decided to ask my dad’s parents to come along. My Grammy’s family was originally from Abruzzi, but my Pop’s family was from Rome which is where we visited. I took away memories from that trip that I hold close to me every day, especially ever since my Pop passed away in 2013.

Rooftop foliage on Santi Cosa e Damiano

Rooftop foliage on Santi Cosa e Damiano

Throughout college I took four years of advanced Italian, so I was able to help in translation, along with my Pop who was fluent in the language. It was something that I got to share with him that no one else could; it was a special bonding experience between us that I cherish to this day and will forever.

We had the opportunity to visit family on Pop’s side that none of us had never met before. They lived on an adorable farm in Castelliri just outside of Rome. Their land was sprouting with love and home grown produce.

Driveway leading to my family's farm outside of Rome, Italy.

Driveway leading to my family’s farm outside of Rome, Italy.

We joined Pope Benedict XVI in a Vatican mass and explored Vatican City. Our sights also included St. Peter’s Basilica, the Roman Forum, Cripta Cappucini, The Spanish Steps, The Temple of Caesar and tons more.

The Roman Forum from the rooftop of Santi Cosa e Damiano

The Roman Forum from the rooftop of Santi Cosa e Damiano

Beggar woman praying in the streets of Rome.

Beggar woman praying in the streets of Rome.

View from the rooftop of Santi Cosma e Damiano

View from the rooftop of Santi Cosma e Damiano

Amongst everything else that made this trip special was that I had been only weeks pregnant with my son, and although I didn’t officially know it yet, I just knew it {blame that on my gypsy Serbian side}. Realizing that my little baby was experiencing everything vicariously through me is something that cannot be replaced or topped.

I would love to go back to Italy one day {among many other places of course}. What are some of your most coveted vacations?


Weekend Recap: My Last Hoorah or Whatever


Hi. I like this gum.

Well it’s finally here, the end of my summer break from nursing school {sigh}. Regardless, I had a nice weekend; Friday I watched Turbo with my son, and later on watched Insidious 3 with my brother and cousin. Usually we get stuck watching some awfully made horror movie that we spent 3 hours looking for on VuDu {we’re picky}, but the Insidious series never ceases to disappoint. I’m a huge scary movie fan, it’s basically the only movie genre I’m interested in. Also I was up until 4am again. Worst.Sleep.Schedule.Ever.

I spent the majority of Saturday with my mom, Grammy, aunt and son at a craft festival which I absolutely adored. Later that night played Mario Kart 8 with my son, brother and cousin {can’t you tell they’re some of my favorite guys?}. No matter how old we get, whenever we all get together to play Nintendo we instantly turn into kids again….honestly, who am I kidding, we never stopped being kids. Being able to crack up laughing at something is one of the best releases for me, especially during stressful or anxious times.

Sunday I was lazier than ever with only one goal in mind: mentally prepare for class on Monday. Needless to say I’m drained after only one day of lecture and barely any sleep…welcome back to me!

How was everyone’s weekend? Comment below


Outdoor Country Craft Festival


First and foremost, let it be known that I am a first class A1 rummager. I love flea markets, yard sales, antique shops, auctions, old attics, and craft festivals. There’s just something so inspiring and authentic about sifting through someone’s handmade or has-been treasures, on their approval of course {my “Harriet the Spy” days are retired}. I’m not the only one in my family who shares the love for junkin’; my mom, grammy and aunts are all drawn to it. Like fireflies to shiny bright bug zappers, we float willingly to these places, especially one’s as primitive as Shaker Woods Festival in Colombiana County, Ohio. Like the pack of gypsies we are, my mom, Grammy, Aunt Mickey, my son Tino and I all hit the road to join the fuss. It was my first time going so I was excited to experience everything, even if I didn’t want to buy anything, I was smitten with the fact that I would be moseying through the woods, homemade candles burning, with the sun barely peaking through the tall trees above me. The festival hosts over 200 vendors, along with live musical entertainment throughout the day. All of the workers are dressed in period clothing, which adds to the magic of the overall environment. Here are some of the shots I got throughout the day:




I came home with some pottery, a lace scarf, homemade blueberry candles and a vintage tin cup for root beer {it’s the little things}. It was the perfect way to spend a Saturday, for me, with some of the most special people in my life. My advice to anyone is go out and do the things that inspire you and make you feel alive and whole, and if possible, enjoy them with people who matter to you. It’s those moments that stick with us, no matter how small.