On March 26th, Girl Gang Appreciation Day, I took a giant leap out of my comfort zone and invited ten ladies I barely knew or didn’t know at all to join me for an evening of coffee, pastries, and deep conversation about the reality of being a busy woman with a plate full of responsibilities and aspirations. Continue reading
Disclaimer: In theory, I should be posting on my blog about fall/winter 2017 Canadian fashion right now, but to be honest, it would not be genuine (at this moment).
Over the past couple of weeks, I had to come to terms with the reality that I was not balancing everything on my plate as well as I should have been. My grades were getting significantly lower than last semester, the bags under my eyes significantly darker, and I found myself breaking into tears every so often worrying about how I was going to get everything on my list accomplished through the next day, the next week, and the next month. Whenever I’d head out of the house without makeup on, people would ask what was wrong, and if I was getting sick or something. I even lost the will and inspiration to write on my blog, which usually was a 20-minute escape from the hustle and bustle. Continue reading
The #GirlBoss movement, created by Sophia Amoruso, is one that not only empowered women around the world to unleash their entrepreneurial spirit, but glorified being a female entrepreneur and go-getter. Though I never read her book, nor supported Amoruso’s Nasty Gal brand (for reasons to be brought up at a later date), I have to give her credit for creating the Girl Boss empire and inspiring so many women around the world.
So at what point can one consider herself a “Girl Boss”? I think the whole dynamic of being a woman changed when we stopped living to cook and clean for our families, and started becoming educated, having careers, and creating something for ourselves. Continue reading
A little over a week ago, on my birthday no less, I woke up to an email containing an invitation to the Francesca Liberatone runway show at New York Fashion Week (NYFW). Attending NYFW is not something I dreamed of since I was a little girl, but definitely since I started my blog in August 2015. To say I was ecstatic is an understatement, but I did realize it entailed quite a bit of commitment. The next few days I got more and more invitations flooding my inbox, but unfortunately due to my university and work commitments, I had to miss out on majority of the shows I was invited to. That didn’t stop me from making it out for the weekend to NY. Continue reading
Birthdays have played tricky games with me over the past 6-7 years. Sometimes I had unrealistically high expectations (Prince Charming knocking on my door at the knick of midnight), and other times my lack of self-confidence had me down. Some years were fantastic where I was surrounded by loved ones, and felt nothing but like a queen all of February 3rd. All in all, my birthday was just another day, and the only thing that changed was the number representing my age. This year, however, I self-reflected, and realized a lot has changed. Here are the 24 things I learned by now:
- Smile at least once a day. Even if you have to force it by watching an episode of Friends.
- Success does not have one definition. It is ever-changing, and it is different to every individual.
- Always apologize to your mother after an argument. Even if you’re right.
- Have hobbies.
- Admit your mistakes. Not necessarily to other people, but definitely to yourself.
- Give yourself the chance to be lazy. Sometimes. Not everyday.
- An education may cost you $35,000. If you make the best of it, it becomes priceless.
- Don’t let the small stuff get to you.
- Cancel out your negatives with three positives. They exist, I promise.
- Never dishonour your values.
- A couple amazing friends is better than a lot of acquaintances.
- Family always comes first.
- Forgive your family, even if they don’t apologize.
- Out of sight, out of mind. Don’t let the things that bother you or hurt you stay in your line of sight.
- Invest in your bags and shoes. These are pieces that will carry you as well as carry your tangible valuables.
- There is no finish line for success. Life is a journey full of big and small victories along the way.
- It’s fine if life doesn’t take you on the journey you expected at age 16, at age 18, or at age 21. Changes usually happen for the better.
- It’s ok to cry. It’s not ok to cry everyday. If you’re crying everyday, figure out how to replace those tears with smiles.
- When something bad or undesirable happens, compare it to the grand scheme of things. Not so bad anymore, right?
- If it can be fixed with money, it’s not that big of a problem.
- It’s more sustainable to own one fantastic shirt for $200 than 10 bad quality shirts for $20 a piece.
- Never stop learning. Beauty will fade, but intellectual beauty won’t.
- If you’re stuck in a job you hate, don’t quit until you have another option. You need money to survive, but make sure the rest of your lifestyle is awesome.
- Getting older isn’t so scary. It’s simply the evidence of growth.
Whether you are 16, 24, 40, or in your 60s, I hope these are life lessons that you can ponder on and potentially learn from as well. As they say, you can learn something from anyone, and who’s to say you can’t learn from little ol’ 24-year-old me?
Though this was not the post I had initially intended to begin 2017’s archives with, when the idea came to me (after conversation with my boyfriend, obviously), I felt it was appropriate with the influx of go-getters and goal-setters during resolution month aka January.
Do not tell each other “I love you just the way you are“. Maybe in the short term you are making each other feel good, feel loved, and generally giving each other a dose of dopamine, but in the long run, you are doing nothing but damage. Continue reading
There’s something about the Christmas and holiday season that is super romantic. Whether you want to or not, you get sucked into this world of watching people pick out the perfect gift for their loved ones (especially if you work retail), groups getting together to celebrate at parties and dinners, and couples perusing on the absolute cutest dates imaginable that either aren’t as magical the other eleven months of the year, or even possible to begin with. Continue reading
It seems like December is the time that we not only spend all our money on presents and turkey dinners, but we always begin to reflect on the past year and what we have or haven’t accomplished. For the past five years or so, I would write my resolutions in the Notes section of my smartphone, and closer to December 31st, review that list and check off what I’ve achieved. It was always the same old song and dance: lose weight, get good marks in school, keep my room clean, don’t piss off my mother. Continue reading
Do you ever cry a little when October rolls around, and you slowly but surely start shoving your summer clothes into the back of your closet, or worse, boxing everything up and putting it away in storage or in your basement? Continue reading
I’ve been extremely lucky to have been hired this semester by Ted Rogers School of Management at Ryerson University as a course facilitator for BUS100, a position in which not only do I lead classes for first-year students, but I’m meant to be a role model and a first point of contact for these students during their endeavours in university. Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve had a few individual students approach me with the same question:
What drives you to be passionate about what you’re studying?
Though each student introduced or followed this particular question in different ways, this was still their biggest concern: how are they going to get the most out of the next four+ years and enjoy it along the way?
I guess on one hand I am lucky to have had a few years between high school and post-secondary to truly think and decide what I wanted from my future career as well as my education. Though it is setting me back a few years before getting my “big girl job”, at least I am appreciative of the whole process, and, what my students seem to have trouble finding, I have feelings of passion towards this process.
So what’s my secret? How am I getting through the tedious compulsory courses that don’t interest me (information technology, I’m referring to you!), how am I so 100% sure of what I’m majoring in, and how am I so happy with what I’ve chosen to study?
The courses that aren’t major-related are tough, as they are for everyone, but they are the foundation of getting your bachelor’s degree. Whether you like it or not, it’s reality, and you’ve got to make the best of it.
When it comes to the courses that go towards my major, marketing, those are fun. Why wouldn’t they be? I’m studying what I’m passionate about. I guess the real question here is, how did I realize that passion, and how can I encourage someone else to realize theirs.
Whatever faculty, program, or major you’re in, it’s essentially building the blocks towards your career. And as they say, if you love what you do, you’ll never have to work a single day of your life. So as soon as I decided to apply to a business school, I began trying to understand the business/managerial side of everything I saw, did, and heard about.
I pick up a cup of coffee, but it’s not just any cup of coffee. Someone opened the shop, paid the rent, bought the coffee beans and equipment, hired staff, trained them to know the difference between a latte and cappuccino. I go to work, but I’m not just selling goods. Someone designed them, put a price on them, figured out the combined costs of the materials and labour, decided where to sell them, decided how to acquire customers.
I write this blog, but I’m not just writing. I’m figuring out how to promote it, how to get new subscribers, what my subscribers want to read, what template will look best on the website, where to put the “read more” tag to keep the reader hooked.
Before I knew it, I started living and breathing business management and marketing. Here I am, almost halfway done Year 2, and I am enjoying (almost) every moment of being in school. You’d think I would be having the worst time, knowing all my high school classmates are done post-secondary and out in the real world already, but I know I’m willingly stuck here for the next little while, and I’m making the best of every moment and endeavour.
I know I’ll get there, to that finish line, where the big job and piece of paper with “Bachelor of Commerce” written on it are patiently waiting for me. Why not enjoy the run?