Monday, November 29, 2010

reality of it

People experience a paradigm shift when they start to accept something that they were once opposed. This happens more often then you think.

Though I don't think I've experienced a paradigm shift as much as a shifting of priorities. New York has that effect on people. Everyone is moving and going so fast, doing their own thing, they just don't have time for mediocrity. So it forces you to re-evaluate what is important to you. 

I guess at home I had more time for peripheral friends; the ones that aren't really at the core, they pop in and out sporadically, but don't stay long enough for a substantial connection or relationship to occur. And it does occur to me that some people's social network is only made up of peripheral friends.I can't tolerate these things. I, being the only one responsible for my relationships, choose to have higher standards. And those who cannot or fail to live up to it, will fall by the wayside. A little heartless I guess, but those who give me their precious time and energy, I give back double.

This year I am sending out holiday cards once again. And I want my mailing list to be small and concise. And I don't want to have to include anyone just because they think we are close, or because they have good intentions but are awful friends. 

Saturday, November 20, 2010

do right by your feet

Winters in Maryland were always so easy. You barely spend any time outside and getting anywhere requires getting into a car first. Now all this walking nonsense I have to do in New York totally throws the idea of cute shoes out the window in lieu of practical ones. Practical usually means flat because I can't imagine pounding the pavements of this city in anything above 1 inches. Remember back when I said my feets are a source of pride for me? This is how a girl gets away with living in heels all her life and walking off with still soft baby feet. My rules for shoes:

Never ever skimp on the price: I know Forever21 makes adorable replicas of your favorite overpriced Zanotti's but unlike their well-made counterpart, they were made on the cheap. Cheap in the footwear world equates to pain. You really do get what you pay for. These shoes are made with fake leather insoles which can wear down on the soft skin of your feet, made to fit a standard universal mold that usually isn't very ergonomic to the human foot, off balanced or use toxic materials and dyes. Uncomfortable shoes can lead to blisters, callouses and you walking a little funny (or barefoot) within a few hours to avoid pain. I know how tempting it is to have the latest and greatest without the price tag, but in the long run, your precious feets will suffer, and your evening may suffer as well. How long do you think you can dance on shoes that are literally killing your soles? Well crafted shoes are made with natural and quality material that usually conform to the shape of your feet, not the other way around. These shoes will have added cushion on the soles to increase comfort and extra care is taken during the design process to avoid any unwanted discomfort (ie, the back of the shoe rubbing against your skin to cause a nasty blister).

In the dead of winter, which ones would you most likely slip and fall in?

A well heeled heel goes a long way: Here's a mantra that I like to stick to: the thicker, the steadier. I have very few stiletto heels (the stick skinny ones) and they usually are so exceptionally well made that I don't have to worry about coordination (as much) especially after a few glasses of wine. But most of my heels, even the 4 + inch ones, keep me well grounded because they have wide and sturdy heels. Not to mention, you will find that wider heels leads to a more comfortable wear then their skinnier counterparts.
Flat by Daniblack

Own a great pair of flats and wear whenever possible: This goes a little against my image of wearing heels 24/7, but every girl has her secrets. In order to appear like I'm always in heels, I wear flats in my downtime whenever possible; during errands, quick grocers run, or getting a mani/pedi. No need to wear heels when there really is no need to. And its good to give your tootsies a day off once in a whiles. In the long run, you will see how thankful they are. 

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

letter challenge presents quite a challenge

Remember a few posts back when I so resolutely posted up this letter per day challenge? Well my resolve has since diminished once I realized the thought and depth required of each letter. I mean I cannot push out a letter to my parents in 24 hours. That's some deep issh that will probably will never see final fruition in my lifetime.

I don't know the purpose of this entry except to somehow justify my laziness and postpone emotionally exposing myself in the task that I signed up for.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Religions are, by definition, metaphors, after all: God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a house of many rooms, a watchmaker who left his prize chronometer in the desert, someone who loves you- even, perhaps, against all evidence, a celestial being whose only interest is to make sure your football team, army, business, or marriage, thrives, prospers, and triumphs over all opposition. Religions are places to stand and look and act, vantage points from which to view the world.
— Neil Gaiman

Thursday, November 4, 2010

head in the constellations

A few years ago, I pretty much sponged up anything Vanity Fair or Vogue printed out. Add W to that. I had a subscription to W in middle school. I remember running across an article about these two brilliant people who started a PR firm together in New York. They were oh so prestigious and had some amazing brands under their belt. I remember looking at the picture that came with the article, and ingraining it into my head; two sleek New Yorkers, founders of the PR firm, standing casually, their expansive loft in the background, brick walls exposed and wooden columns abound. I wanted to be a part of that company.  This girl from a semi small town in Maryland was somehow going to find her way into this massive loft in New York in the nondescript building described in the magazine. One day. 

That was years ago and so much has happened since. I settled into my comfortable conventional job to earn a steady income. The article was forgotten and the magazines got recycled. And then I got fed up and gave that all up on a whim (in a matter of 24 hours) because I got an unpaid internship in New York.

Then a week or so ago, I googled the name of my PR firm trying to find a logo of it for a report I was working on at home, since I didn't have access to our files. As I was looking through google images, skimming down the pages, my eyes halted at a familiar picture. There stood the two founders of our firm staring right back at me in the very loft that I've been interning at for the past month and a half. I couldn't believe it. 

Somehow I had found my way to the very PR firm that I had wanted to so badly years ago to be a part of,  that I only had enough courage to fantasize about then. It's reality now, and I really don't know how to explain how it happened.

Things are looking bright at the office. More news soon. I hope. =)

“When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” The Alchemist, by Paolo Coelho