When I stepped into the fashion world, I subscribed to thinking beauty was an idea that I had to look a certain way, weigh a certain number, and acceptance was woven into that thinking. Being loved was accepted on the outside, preferably with a boyfriend in tow. Continue reading
It’s hard not to be distra-er excuse me. My phone buzzed.
As I was saying, so many selfies, so little time! Ahem. Where were we?
Something about staying focused-so much for wearing Warby Parker’s today! (kidding!) Back to business. Whether it is our expectations for ourselves and others, technological advances or a combination of completely unrelated reasons, the equation for distractions feels endless. Continue reading
A few months ago I took an improv class as a team building with coworkers. After overcoming the initial fear of potential embarrassment, the process of ‘clearing out the attic’ of your imagination became such a blast and illuminated a new outlook on life, my creative soul soaked right up.
Fast forward a few months and I find myself wrestling with a question that had become lodged in my attic, packaged up nicely but left to collect cobwebs. Continue reading