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Friday, January 21, 2011

"Grey Sky, I think I changed my mind I find no need to pretend. Grey Sky, would you allow me to be so into you, my friend?"

Hello my little snow bunnies! It's bitter cold, campus is covered with snow and ice, and I want nothing more than to be on a beach. Keeping up with my one New Year's Resolution, I'm going to share my Word of the Week with all of you! I'm sure you can't contain your excitement! This word actually showed up in a poem, and I'm glad I wasn't the only who had no idea what it mean't or how to pronounce it. Fixed that. Turns out I love this word.

élan

-noun

dash; impetuous ardor, combination of style and vigor

Have a fabulous Friday!





Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Fa La La




Typically, I'm not a fan of overly romantic things. And normally I would never post anything like this, however, I do think the simplest things are the sweetest. And that its the tiniest things that reassure you about your decisions and choices. And this story actually made me smile. A lot. And that's rare. Because this is my definition of adorable. So I decided to share. Because I'm nice like that. Also, as a nod to my first day of my Intro to Creative Nonfiction class.
Glamour, a prime example of high quality, informative journalism..., did this spread called "How I knew," comprised of guy's memory's about "How I knew I would Really Marry Her," "How I knew I was going to Cheat," "How I knew she was the one," ETC. My absolute favorite, in fact the only one worth mentioning, is Adam Sternbergh's, entitled "How I Knew She Wasn't the One." Sternbergh is an editor at large at New York Magazine (not that that is relevant to the story at all, but maybe it accounts for why the article is so well written. Maybe not, what do I know)?

HOW I KNEW...
She Wasn't The One

"It's often difficult to pinpoint the exact moment when you know she's The One. But it's often really, really easy to pinpoint the exact moment when you knew she wasn't. Here are five such moment:
1. I was living downtown, and you were living in the suburbs. It was all very Billy Joel "Uptown Girl," except for when you came down to meet me for breakfast for the first time at my favorite greasy spoon and declared, "Oh my God, I didn't realize people actually lived down here!" And that's when I knew you were not The One.
2. You walked into my apartment and said, "Wow. You sure have a lot of books. Did you actually read all of these?" In your defense, I do have a lot of books. Maybe even more than you'd reasonably expect to find in the apartment of, you know, a writer. But the "Did you actually read all of these?" part made me worry that either (a) you think maybe I bought them in bulk from Ikea as decoration, or (b) you regard reading books not as something fun and essential but something your second-grade teacher used to make you do. Either way, you were lovely, and I wish you well, but that's when I knew you were not The One.
3. Leaving the movie theater with you, I spotted a Star Wars poster. Like a complete nerd, I floated the ultimate romantic trial balloon: "Hey, look--they're re-releasing Star Wars," I said nonchalantly, as if it was no big deal and not, you know, the biggest deal ever. To which you said, "I love Star Wars." And that's when I though, OMG, maybe you are The One. Then you said, "The Ewoks are the best! So adorable!" Not The One.
4. You wrote in your online-dating profile, "NO CRAZIES." You know who writes "no crazies" in all caps on their online-dating profile? Crazies. SO THAT'S WHEN I KNEW YOU WERE NOT THE ONE.
5. We were walking outside after a particularly successful date. It was only a few weeks into our relationship and about a month before Christmas. Leafless trees sprouted up from the snow banks, and I looked up at an apartment building and thought, You know, it sure is nice when people take time to put lights out on their balconies. I was about to say this to you when you said, "You know what I really like? When people put lights on their balconies for the holidays. It's such a small effort, but it makes things so beautiful." And that's when I knew you were not--oh, wait. You were The One. We're getting married next spring.

I don't know, this just makes me smile. I guess because one thing, one moment, above all of the other stupid, wrong, embarrassing, idiotic ones can mean absolutely everything. And I guess, to me, that's love. I'm also completely envious of Sternbergh because his voice comes through so beautifully in this and its compelling and short and sweet and most definitely, to the point.



Saturday, January 15, 2011

"But I don't know what you're supposed to say, to a midwestern girl a thousand miles away"


My enthusiasm for journalism just cannot be contained! I'm a fool. Must return to the Midwest today in order to continue to further my higher education. It's just swell.


Monday, January 10, 2011

"These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do, one of these days these boots will walk all over you."

I got my first pair of cowboy boots my freshmen year of high school from Lord & Taylors. I didn't really realize it then, but cowboy boots are a fashion necessity in the wardrobe of any well-dressed woman. It's just one of those things that should be in your closet, regardless if your from the West or not. Depending on the style of the boot they either add some edge or sweetness to a little sundress during the spring season. Mine are just your basic light brown boots, but I literally started drooling I saw this beautiful pair in the recent issue of Lucky magazine.
However, $500, for a pair of cowboy boots is a bit excessive, especially considering I'm a college student, and even if I scrimped and saved the money to purchase them I wouldn't feel happy about spending it all on one pair of boots. (This is why I don't put money away for anything in particular, because once I save all that money I can't bring myself to blow it all. I just can't do it.) Plus, between you know tuition, books, sorority bills, my coffee addiction and weekends out I'd just feel foolish, frivolous and selfish spending that much money on a pair of boots when I could be helping my parents out or making savvy financial decisions.
But who knows, maybe by the end of 2011 I'll have stashed enough away and will feel justified in purchasing them. And if not, I'll just continue to covet them and write about my current fashion obsession: The leather "Bonnie Vesuvio" boots from Allens Boots in Austin Texas.





Sunday, January 9, 2011

Have a lovely day!



"So step back for a moment to analyze all that you've achieved. And tell me was it what you wanted? Did it make you happy? Or had you been deceived?"



Happy Twenty-Eleven my fellow fa-la-la-ers...



If 2011 could talk, I think this is what it would have said to (warned) me at midnight:


Resolution. Anyone see a problem with that word? Look at it. RE. solution. Why would I RE solve something I’ve already solved? If I already HAVE the solution to a problem, why would I redo the entire problem? Mmm, 2011, I have a life, and as unimportant as it might be in the grand scheme of things, I still don’t want to spend it RE SOLVING my life. Especially at the beginning of a brand new year, I’d rather solve, you know, new things. Keep it fresh.

I don’t look to the New Year to solve problems. Rather, I bring anything important I learned from the last year into the new one. Here’s the thing. I don’t LIKE starting out the next 365 days of my life listing my problems that need solving (or rather RE solving). I don’t need a new year to go about remedying my mistakes or bad habits. And I understand it’s basically just a time marker for a new slate for most people, but why do I have to wait until the beginning of a new year to RE-solve my problems. Why don’t I just solve it on March 24, 2010 and be done with the damn thing? I don’t bring “problems” with me into the new year, it has enough of its own it will bestow on me, and they don’t need more friends. Rather, I chose to focus on bettering myself.

I look back on 2010 and take with me realizations I’ve come to, maybe about problems or relationships or just life. And I’m going to use those enlightened thoughts (HA!) to better myself as a person. I think 2010 is critical in making a great 2011. So many people are “GRR BUH-bye 2010,” “Thank god 2010 is over, “ and the classic favorite, “2010 sucked.” I like that it’s a new year, I really do, but stop beating up poor 2010. I’m pretty sure that after 365 days with twenty-eleven you’re going to be sick of her too! I don’t understand how people can shove 2010 aside without a second glance, THAT’S where you should be looking to improve your new year.

That being said, what 2010 taught me is that all of the cool kids hang out OUTSIDE of their comfort zone. They have a myriad of interests, they don’t give a damn what others think and they seem happier than the rest of the population that walks around feeling sorry themselves. You know how I discovered this? By becoming one of those people who took risks and did things that weren’t in my comfort zone. And you know what? Most of, if not all, of my successes and favorite memories from 2010 happened because I tried something new and different. Therefore, in 2011 I’m going to aim to seek out the different and interesting instead of shying away from them. My new years “resolution” is to simply to try new things. Corny, yes? Genius, yes! (well at least to me). Most people hate new things, case in point: when starbucks recently changed their logo and everyone had a conniption fit. It’s just a cup people. The overpriced coffee still tastes the same!

Guess what? It’s only day 9 of 365 and I can already count 4 new things I’ve done:

(So , technically I’ve already achieved my resolution…!)

I despise math, but I guess I can allow counting...

ONE: I actually followed through on advice from a copywriting blog. It was yet another article on how to be a more efficient writer and I’m actually following one of the tips. See I normally just read those, think, “Well this is really smart!” And then never try putting the tips into action. The tip was to pick ONE focus and stick to it, no matter how desperately you want to include information that is very relatable; you have to narrow down your topic for your post. Therefore, I focused this post solely on my resolution, not on the “What 2010 has taught me” collection of writing that has been growing in a saved word document anxiously waiting to be posted. Over the past two days I’ve been attempting to make the two mesh together for a post and, well, it’s been taking two days too long! Enough already, I just want to hit that beautiful 'publish' button. I was trying to fit too much into one narrowed focus, so you know what? 2010 is just going to get it’s own post, it deserves it anyways! Since I finally made this executive decision, I eagerly finished this post, no longer overwhelmed with the need to make an obscene amount of information tie together.

TWO: My friends and I love going to this fabulous Chinese restaurant, but every time we go we order the same thing. This time we ordered two new dishes plus the one beloved signature. I enjoyed the sesame shrimp and “new years party” noodles. And the orange chicken? Not as good as normal. Just saying. THREE: I then purchased a mega millions ticket. Never done that before. Didn’t win, but that’s not really the point, although 355 million dollars would have greatly improved the clout of this theme.

My plan for 2011 is to try more new things. It’s simple enough that I can do it on a daily basis (FOUR: right now I’m blogging from my desk, instead of my bed, a rarity!) but something that can also be applied to more monumental aspects of my life. Because overall, that’s what I gained from 2010, that the more you try, the more you love. And trying new things is actually an obtainable resolution. I’m perplexed when I read other people’s blogs and they are resolving to be more outgoing or to fall in love. Hmm, and how exactly does one resolve to be more outgoing? And love kind of just finds you, it’s not like you rejected it in 2010 when you really desired it; it just didn’t happen. I’m just immensely curious to see how people will put those resolutions into action. Yet what’s funny is, by trying new things I actually achieve other people’s seemingly idealistic resolutions.

Trying new things forces you out of your comfort zone. Which does two things, one scares the living shit out of you sometimes, which is good, because becoming comfortable is boring. It’s when you learn to take risks that you grow more confidence. And then suddenly you’re doing more and more that you would otherwise be petrified of. And the more you do outside of your comfort zone the more people you meet, and the greater the diversity of them. And pretty soon you are this charming, outgoing individual and you’re not really quite sure that happened, but it did. Second, it helps you get to know yourself better, and strengthens your self-assurance. So even to those who might have known you since the first grade, you appear a more brighter, confident shining version of you, which people will just love to be around.

And I can’t speak much about love because I’ve had minimal experience when it comes to the romantic kind but I can say that 2010 taught me to try new things when it comes to dating and relationships. I made a dating rule for myself last year that I would give every guy (unless you know, he was a complete creeper) a chance no matter how awful our introduction was, or how wrong I thought he would be for me. Can’t say any of those dates really turned out well, but it also didn’t cost me anything and I had nothing to lose by agreeing to go on ONE date with them. And the awful ones made for some really interesting stories. I wish I had this mantra in high school because I turned down guys who I thought would never be compatible with me, but I never gave them the chance to show me otherwise.

I also always assumed I could never just hook up with a friend. But I tried it. Yeah, I was right all along, it’s not for me. It was for a while, but eventually I couldn’t do it anymore. But I never would have known it wasn’t something I really couldn’t do if I didn’t first try it. Same thing when I first tried an oyster. I looked at it and said there is no way I’m going to enjoy eating this. I ate it and I thought it was disgusting. I was right. But I had to actually try it to know for certain. Doing new things, even if you end up disliking them, still helps you figure out who you are, because it shows you who you aren’t. Or, just what kind of seafood you don’t like.

I started dating someone in 2010. And while I’ve dated before, every new relationship is just that, new and different. This is also the first time I’m dating someone in college. And I’ve actually been extremely patient with this person, which is definitely something new to me since, well I have no patience. And there’s a difference of beliefs between us, but I truly believe that shouldn’t hinder a relationship, so we’re trying this.

I’m very perplexed when people RESOLVE to get a boyfriend in 2011. You need to RESOLVE to do that??? I don’t know, I don’t resolve to “get” a boy, I just live my life hoping to meet someone I click with well enough that I’d want to spend time with. I’ve never been that girl to have a boyfriend for the sake of having a boyfriend. That’s not my goal. I’d rather meet a guy I like so much that I want him to be my boyfriend. But maybe that’s just me. So, for these girls who are RESOLVING to get a boyfriend or fall in love, you just confuse me. Everyone wants love, you’re not RESOLVING to fall into it, it’s not like it was happening in 2010 and you rejected it. The right person just hasn’t come along yet. And there’s nothing wrong with that. You know what’s really the only way to maybe increase your odds of meeting him? Maybe by meeting more people? And when you try new things you increase your interests that connect you with more people. When you open yourself up to dating someone you normally wouldn’t, or pursuing someone who “isn’t your type” (whatever that’s supposed to mean) you increase your odds of finding someone special. And when you do meet that person, don't be afraid to tell them. Let them in, take a risk. And don't be afraid of actually falling for someone. It is scary, it should be, your heart is a huge thing to put on the line. But every once in awhile someone comes along and they are worth it, make sure you recognize that. Maybe instead of resolving to fall in love, you could resolve to open yourself up to the idea that the person you’re probably going to end up loving is the last person you’d expect.

But that’s just how I would go about all of those silly overreaching resolutions. But then again, I’m a 19-year-old college student who thinks $500 cowboy boots are in her budget, so where the hell do I get off giving out advice?

However, I do have the right to take my own advice! And I can tell you I’m going to be trying new things in 2011 because that’s what gave me my best moments in 2010. I left my lovely state of NJ to come to school in the Midwest. And some days I get so irritated by the traveling and the lack of diversity and laid back pace and I ask myself “Why the HELL I am here?” And then I remember, “Oh yeah, because I LIKE it.” Yes, the Midwest has some cons to it, and I can’t say I’d ever want to live here after I graduate, but for the most part, I enjoy going to school in the Midwest. I like that people are more down-to-earth and aren’t running around in a frenzy as though they are late for a meeting with the President when in reality they just need milk from the store. I’m happy I get to spend four years of my life in the Midwest. I’m glad I have this opportunity, because I far from hate it. Yes, it’s very different, and yes, I miss the east coast quite a bit, but for right now in my life I think the Midwest is exactly what I need. And I would never have known that there’s more to Missouri than open space and farms if I didn’t make the decision to come here. It’s something new, maybe not overly exciting, but it’s different and I’m glad to be gaining this experience.

Overall, 2010 taught me the value of trying new things. So guess what 2011, prepare for a plethora of exciting new experiences! My “resolution for twenty-eleven” (Digression: I have decided to refer to 2011 as twenty eleven because it sounds more chic. And it's different!) is to constantly just to try something new and different. Every single day. However, specifically:

· Every time I go out to eat I have to order something I haven't already.

· I’m going to learn something about a person, place and event.

o I’m going to pick someone I admire and am fascinated by and read their biographies and either purchase all their music, watch all their movies or read all their books (all depending on what their career is/was).

o I’m going to pick something obscure (to me at least) and immerse myself in it, at this point I’m leaning towards some type of sport, because it’s not something I would normally choose.

o And I want to follow some major current event and actually comprehend it. Preferably some bit of global news that is often overlooked, and constantly read updates about it and follow the story. Which, as an aspiring journalist I should be doing anyways.

Oh, and I’m also going to learn a new word every week. My vocabulary is in need of some sprucing.

I also think this is going to encourage self-learning and self-motivation. And when I’m in an interview for some position I’d never consider applying for, but it’s new therefore I had to try, and I’m posed with a question, I’ll have this answer that has 7 impressive words and includes some fascinating, obscure fact. It’s this new thing I’m attempting in which I showcase my intelligence instead of coming across as a “legit” college kid.



Wednesday, January 5, 2011

" Anyone perfect must be lying, anything easy has its cost. Anyone plain can be lovely, anyone loved can be lost."


Happy Wednesday! Due to my complete and utter disinterest in winter now that the holidays are over I've found myself reminiscing about those glorious, warm, beautiful days of summer. I love the outfit in the third photo. And sitting on windowsills while the sunlight streams in. And daisies are my favorite flower, they remind me of my grandparent's country house in NY. White and open-toed shoes are for the summer only and I love love love the city on a gorgeous summer day. I want my bedroom in my future beach house to look something like this. And of course the first picture is just full of sass and fierceness, both of which are better when its hot. And the pink flamingos just make me happy. Stay warm!