Oh, Hey There…

By |June 14th, 2010|Uncategorized|


You’ve probably been wondering where the eff I disappeared off to last week. Yeah, me too. I wish I could tell you that I was sunning in Santorini with the man of my dreams after eloping on a whim, but alas, my reasoning is not nearly that sexy. This past week has been a bit of a rough go.  I had my heart broken, I got hired, I got fired, made up my mind, changed it, lost my way, found it again – not to mention my ongoing love/hate relationship with the city in which I reside.

That being said… I’m baaaaack. I’ve discussed a few times that I seem to be suffering from what they like to call a “quarter life crisis” and I’m hoping and praying this will be the last bout with it. (Um, besides, I’m kinda heading more into the mid life crisis range at this point). I’ve gone back to my old standby – making a lot of lists and checking things off. Unfortunately, organization is not my strong suit and I’m willing to bet I have adult ADD.  It’s so easy to get distracted by the constant “noise” going on all around us- especially living in NYC. My dad often tells me to go somewhere quiet and just listen.

Sometimes I feel like I’m supposed to have it all figured out and when I look around at some of my peers who seem to have a handle on things, I get completely and utterly flustered. At times, I just shut down because I’m so overwhelmed (hence I just could not manage to type a sentence, crack a joke, or make a video last week).

I don’t want to spend time complaining about my life, because quite honestly, I have it pretty good. What I would like to do is let you guys know that it’s okay to be confused. It’s okay to get lost. It’s okay to make mistakes. There’s no need to compare yourself to others and as long as you stay focused and hold onto your dreams (and sanity), you’ll find your way.

So I do apologize for my absence and lack of crazy antics, but believe it or not, at times I do run out of things to say. I know, hard to believe. Lucky for you, I’ve had a week to stew and am raring to go.



WhyDid Wisdom: Getting Back to my Roots

By |August 25th, 2009|WhyDid Wisdom|


I have again gone missing. Apologies.  However, I think I have a pretty good reason this time.  Perhaps, something even you can relate to.

Friends, I am suffering from my very own “quarter life crisis.”  When I told my father about this, he thought I had made it up.  After sending him article after article chronicling this ever growing epidemic, he started to understand.

After becoming part of the 10% back in May, I enjoyed my summer vacation.  However, now that people are heading back to school and Hamptons shares are winding down, I couldn’t help but feel like I should be heading back to something as well. Add to that a rough patch in my fairytale romance and I needed to head somewhere warm and I don’t mean South Beach.  I needed some good old fashioned TLC.  I needed to remember what normal looks like.

New York is an amazing place to live, but can really get to you if you don’t take a break every once in a while (St. Tropez does not count).  I am lucky to have an amazing family that has kept me grounded and kept me from forgetting my morals and losing track of my priorities.

So this is why I decided I needed to get back to my roots (and no, I’m not talking about my haircolor- though my grandmother did so sweetly point out that my hair is “darker” than normal).  I am enjoying front porches, lazy days, old friends, and fresh air.

I’ll be back to the city soon, recharged and refocused, but in the meantime, there are a lot of  fashion faux pas to go around.  Hey, I said it was normal here, not fashionable!



I’m Baaaack…

By |July 13th, 2009|Uncategorized|


After a brief hiatus (ever heard of the quarter life crisis?), I am back and in full effect. As I spent some quality time on the terrace perfecting my tan (always with SPF, people), plowing through some “summer reading”, and sipping on some summer cocktails, I also did a little deep thinking. There comes a point in every young woman’s life where she begins to reassess all aspects of her life- her relationships, her career (or lack thereof), and where she’s headed.  While I won’t get into the nitty gritty personal details of my own quarter life crisis, I will leave you with this:

“Just because they make it in your size, doesn’t mean you should wear it.”

I realize that sounds like a pretty straightforward statement, but let’s go a little deeper here.  Not only am I suggesting that wearing something unflattering for your figure  is a bad call, but also that just because you “can” do something doesn’t mean that you should.  For example, they say the reason that men cheat and dogs lick their balls is because “they can.”  Well, in my book, neither of these are particularly appealing or socially acceptable.  My point is, don’t do something that doesn’t feel right. It may or may not “fit” but how does it look? Hows does it feel?

Just something to think about.  Carry on.