I was just getting ready to write a more trivial piece last night, but I am so glad I did not. This topic next topic is not a light one, and has been on my heart for a while to write about.
And it is the growing number of suicides that we are seeing in our lives.
This morning, I text from my boss at 6am asking me to please give him a call because something serious had happened overnight. Since I work in the risk business at a large nonprofit, I am used to getting emails overnight about serious things. Accidents, possession of illicit substances on our site, trespassers escorted off site, etc. However, I had not gotten a text asking me to call my boss as soon as possible.
So before I tell you about the more formal volunteering I’d like to do, I did get to help out an undergraduate and law school student this month. I formally mentor a first year law student and I also informally took under my wing a smart undergrad former Navy lady!
It’s been super fun hearing where these “kids” want to end up and the thoughts going through their minds as they search for who they’re meant to become. I know I had a similar path and really needed a helping hand and kind ear to listen to my aspirations. So far, I’ve really enjoyed connecting these bright ladies with people that can help them even more, and just sharing my own story on the path to finding where I’m meant to be!
Happy 2016, everyone! We’re two months in, and it feels like this year is already moving right along.
I know I haven’t shared in a very long time, and I have been realizing more and more that I really miss this outlet to share and introspect about what is going on in my life (and the greater world).
Let me just say that life is wonderful! I moved out of a fairly horrible living situation, with an amazing living opportunity thrown into my lap completely unexpectedly. I’ve reconnected with good friends in the area, traveled to big cities for all of my holidays, and just had a wonderful time growing up and being content with who am I am and what I’ve become.
As I am nearing the corner of turning 30 in a few years, I’ve noticed that I am significantly more at peace. I’m more confident in my body, even though I was much skinnier in my most insecure years. I’m calmer, even though my responsibilities have grown. I’m happier, even though I’ve seen true cruelty, encountered monsters, and had my share of debt.
Note: This post is a continuation of Monday’s post about roommates!
The Perfect Roommate
In terms of roommates, I’ve lived with the elusive PERFECT roommate (alas, I got the dream job, and had to move away from the city we shared, and had to live with complete strangers, who indeed are not perfect).
Ever since I’ve moved out from my parents’ house to go to college at the ripe age of sixteen, I’ve lived with roommates.
As an introvert who needs space from people, a mini-OCD freak who likes to live in an orderly fashion, a wannabe chef who cleans as she goes and never leaves dirty dishes in the sink, and early bird who goes to bed early, I’ve always made sure that I lived with people to learn to adapt, work on compromising and generally not turn into a nutcase who talks to herself because she’s alone all the time.
Anyways, what books are you reading this summer? I’m reading Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. If you haven’t read it yet, I really encourage you to! It’s very well-written, funny without trying and very insightful.
As an immigrant, I’ve never really been able to put into words some of the confusing things I’ve noticed about the Americans, let alone my own culture. Or maybe I just never sat down to think about these things because I was too busy adapting and trying to hide my roots while being a good little American girl, just as I was busy hiding my “American” accent while talking to my fellow kinsmen and pretending I hadn’t Americanized the pronunciation of my last name.
Hello again! Hope you’ve all been enjoying your spring! I hope you forgive my absence. It’s funny… when things are going really well in all spheres of your life, you sometimes enjoy living to the fullest a teensy bit too much, and forget some of your obligations. But I’m back, attempting to be back on a more regular basis again!
I recently heard about a priorities matrix that can shine some light on the reason why I’ve been absent yet again. The matrix puts Urgent vs. Important in two separate grids and reminded me that I sometimes struggle with always doing things that are urgent (things that I feel like I have to do right away), concentrating on things that might seem pressing in the moment, but that generally do not lead me to focus on the big picture, the important, that is the true goals I have for my life. And so, I keep putting out seemingly urgent fires and by the time I’ve put them all out, I find that I have no energy left for the truly important things.
Technology is great, right? We can connect to anyone across the globe. We can deliver presents to our friends in Thailand, Russia, or Costa Rica, regardless of whether we speak the language. We can Skype from the remote island we visit on our honeymoon or for a vacation. We can share our innermost thoughts and feelings with the world through our blogs. It’s pretty incredible.
And yet, when technology fails, it fails big. When Apple did something wonky in January, we all felt it. From thousands of undelivered text messages, to people losing ALL OF THEIR PHOTOS, many of us wondered if we should just move back to the cave we came from and hurl our iPhone through a window.
Hi, I’m Mirabelle. I’m a Shopaholic. I got my last fix an hour ago… and I want to go back for more. No… muuuustt… stop!
Have you ever heard of having an addictive personality? For some people that means being addicted to drugs, alcohol or getting an adrenaline rush.
Ever since I was young, I’ve known that I get obsessed with new fads, or listen to the same song on repeat, and repeat that for days, and days and months…
And so, I was wary of the addictive trait I knew I carried when I went to college. I was afraid that this addictive personality would carry through to alcohol, or worse, heroin or cocaine. I had heard that a sorority on campus hazed its members by forcing them to try cocaine, and then used it to get sisters to stay skinny, the effortless way.
Hello!! How was your weekend? I snuck in a V-day blog post on Saturday, despite my firm desire never to write on the matter.
Today, I just wanted to share some of the things I’m loving right now. A truly kind friend of mine sent me a housewarming/Valentine’s Day gift in the mail that reminded me to get back to the things I love. She sent me the book Death Comes To Pemberley by P.D. James, which is a sequel of sorts to the classic Pride & Prejudice.
Apart from reading Bridget Jones #3 when it came out last year, I haven’t read a single paper version of a book in several years. All of the reading in law school made it really hard to even glance at a book, and working long hours staring at a computer made me value my eyesight. But now that I finally keep regular hours, I finally have time to read!!!! IN REAL LIFE!!! So thanks to my friend for sending me the literal reason to get back into real life reading!
I generally don’t recognize Valentine’s Day as a real holiday. My current thoughts on the matter: we should always celebrate the ones we love, it shouldn’t just be when big chocolate companies and greeting card people pressure us into buying stuff.
I’ve gone through years when I hated Valentine’s Day because I felt really excluded when all my friends were celebrating with their boyfriends, husbands, fiancés, etc, and I felt like the only person on the planet who had never had a boyfriend, much less a Valentine. From when I was seven, to when I was an awkward teen, to being in my twenties, I wallowed in my loneliness every Valentine’s Day.
Hello, y’all!!! Today is a day to celebrate good times COME ON!
Whether you’re single, married, affianced, betrothed, or simply spellbound, today is the day kick it with your ladies. Your crew. Your peeps. Yo’ gurlfrands!
No seriously, drop your significant other like a hot potato, and grab your besties because it’s the day eat waffles with your girls.
For my newbies, Galentine’s Day is a day of celebration. It’s all about ladies celebrating ladies, breakfast style!
Last year, we discussed all the great reasons we have Galentines. Obviously, you’ve known most of your Galentines way longer than most significant others that you’ve had. So let’s go back to the people that have been there for you to make your life awesome!
Happy One Year Anniversary, fellow readers! Today marks one year of sharing my inner thoughts and quirks with friends around the world. And while we’re at it, last week’s post was the FIFTIETH POST I’ve written! Thank you so much for reading throughout the Year of the Horse.
How has your year been? Was 2014, the Year of the Horse, a year of action for you?
Looking back at my first post, I find that I’ve achieved a lot since then, but my priorities are still the same. Finding balance. Growing in a rewarding career. Being less self-centered, and instead giving to others. Documenting and reflecting the major events and little details in my life. Working on these areas is going to be a life-long quest, but hey, you’ve gotta fight for the life you deserve!
What did you want to be when you grew up? I know I had aspirations to be a famous actress, then a teacher, then a gangster (I know, bling bling!), then an FBI agent, then a judge (is a hottie!) and then I realized that I just wanted to be me.
But, even still, I sometimes dream that Mira “Left Feet” McC could be a dancer! Especially when I’m going the wrong way in Zumba class and collide with my tall bestie. Lesigh.
But let’s get back to the point. Now that we’re all grown up our dreams can actually become a reality. I’ve dreamt big, I’ve dreamt little. I’ve had a clear vision for my dreams like when I was moving forward in my interviews with a county prosecutor’s office and had to envision myself as a District Attorney (if you believe, right?). Thankfully, I did not land the job. I know I would have been ok, but I think that my real talent is writing, and unfortunately criminal attorneys are oftentimes too overworked and overbooked to be able to properly focus on writing tongue-in-cheek motions or noteworthy memoranda. I’ve dreamt of being a federal government worker, and applied to countless countless jobs on USAJobs.
As someone whose personal motto is carpe diem, I’ve been thinking a lot about time. What do we do with it? Who has it? Do busier people really get more done?
Right now, I’m in a concerning part of my life when I feel like I actually DO have time. Instead of the 65, 70+ hours I spent at work, I am now only working forty hours. And I find that I am actually less productive. Squeezing in less of the things I love to do than when I was under the pressure of a long workweek. Why is that?
I’m sure you’ve been hearing about the Quarter Life Crisis (“QLC”) all over the place. I’ve touched on it, my favorite blog Hello Giggles has written about it, heck, Huffington Post has an entire page dedicated to it. And apart from reading about it, I know that at least I have spent a lot of time thinking about a lot of the questions that come up with having such a crisis, and discussing this with my friends.
So before diving deeper into what the QLC really is, while a lot of people I know agree that they either went through a QLC or are going through it now, I was surprised to hear several Millennials say that they’ve either never experienced a QLC or vehemently oppose its existence, arguing that having such a crisis is just being overly dramatic or fussing over something that really doesn’t need to be over-analyzed. I’ve noticed that the general theme for those who do not believe in the QLC is that they don’t think that having an outward crisis is something they’ve ever had.
Have you ever looked at people who have it all? Their lives seem to be so easy, right? They have a fab job they love, or maybe a beautiful house with that cool swing hanging from a tree in their front yard, or they have a fancy hybrid that lets them save tons on gas, or they are married to like, the perfect guy who makes them oatmeal pancakes with apple chunks for breakfast on Sundays and does all the cleaning…
But then you look at the things that you love in your own life, and realize that they took years of sweat and hustling to achieve, right?
This will make sense as you read on… (hint: I just love Sherlock) – gif via
On Wednesday, I revealed that the sexual harassment that I was experiencing had FINALLY come to an end! And I shared rather vaguely what it felt like. I didn’t want to be dishonest or hide things. In fact, the opposite is true. I think that sometimes the best way to heal is to put things out into the open… for the twin reasons of admitting to yourself what happened and learning from how you handled things. Oh shoot, I should make those twins triplets, as connecting with others is the third reason to put things out into the open and move on.
Hey there, remember me? I know, I know, I disappeared again. But come on! This is me, Mirabelle. I had a good reason. No really!
Anyways, I’m working hard to get an awesome job, live healthy, find balance and stay positive… and things are looking up! (As I’m sure they are for my awesome readers – you are all WINNERS in my book!)
Have you ever really really wanted something? And then you try this, you try that… you do everything in your power to get it. But no matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you push, that thing just seems to be just out of your reach? You’ve gotten closer to it in on instant, the next it’s wayyyy out of your reach again?
Have you ever noticed people who are always negative? Whether they talk about themselves in a critical way, or if they constantly judge or gossip about others?
Well, this post isn’t about those people! This post is about YOU, my cheery and kind friends!
Being caring and interesting will always be remembered longer and harder than any of snooze-fests who see drama in everything.
Think back to your childhood, college memories or your first move to a new city… Who stands out? I guarantee that the role models that gave you wise advice, and friends that made you pee your pants from laughter fill up your memories… not the people that made life difficult. You know why? They’re not worth it. Sure there are some horrible moments that stand out, but I’m telling you, there are a million magical moments to each bad egg that tried to break your spirits.
Ok, so I was just enjoying a laid back Labor Day Weekend (i.e. took a WHOLE day off, completely!) and came across this wonderful article. (oops, took a while to post this little guy!)
Now I know that world peace isn’t being restored, but this is pretty game-changing for me. It’s pretty fabulous that the magazine has taken a stance on an issue that has typically only been discussed in women’s magazines, etc.
It’s great that the issue, which was once only discussed by us gals, is spreading to more manly publications.
Happy Wednesday! I hope you have a lovely mid-week. In my case, I’m exciting to learn that jetpacks are a real thing, not merely accessible to double-O agents like James Bond, but to ALL of us! On that happy note, hope you have MANY hours to spend learning the very useful craft of jet-packing so that you are prepared for the year 2030 when we ALL jetpack everywhere. (Beware the jetpack rush hour – it’s not going to be pretty!)
Do you own a jetpack? If so, please share your jetpacking experiences!
As a person who succumbs to awkwardness and anxious feelings almost every day… I’ve noticed that whenever I am about to go into a situation that brings out anxious feelings, I tend to yawn.
My mother has often chastised me that this makes me look disinterested in a moment when I should appear to be starting up into high gear. But is yawning actually the exact response your body needs to rev up your engines and get ready to face the worst?
Is yawning a form of self-medication or a means to calm my brain? Or is it a sign that I’m too tired to possibly perform under high pressure?
Robin Williams made us laugh, cry and pee our pants a little. He inspired people to be doctors in Patch Adams, and teachers in Dead Poets Society. I really love his view on creativity, something he said in an interview:
”You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.” ~Robin Williams
He reminded us that being quirky, happy and over-the-top is always welcome, whether you’re a genie or a Patchy doctor. He made us laugh in Mrs. Doubtfire and inspired us to be better people in Patch Adams.
Being a minority in a sea of extroverts, I’ve often wondered, why would we need introverts to begin with? Aren’t we like… genetically mutated or something?
We suck at being in big groups of people. We get exhausted from talking constantly. We get bored by people who chatter or talk our ears off. Like, this is the worst, no?
But THEN it came to me!
We rock at being on our own. Or silent. We don’t mind it when people give us the silent treatment – bring it on! And we don’t mind going on long walks by ourselves because we need time to think and process.
So after crying in yoga class after a VERY long work day, I wondered, what is going on with me? Granted, I had been working long hours (one day almost 15 hours), so I’ve been getting tired. But then again, this isn’t all that new.
What I realized was that I stopped having my afternoon snack (aka dinner) and dragged myself straight to yoga from work.
Duh, duh DUH! I’ve been hangry all week.
I called my mom who gave me a very useful explanation for the new phenomenon. “Did you know that only women, not men, get hangry?” she asked me.
How much time do you spend obsessing over that rude person that keeps encroaching on your personal space, or that guy that likes to stare at you pervily as you pass him in the hall?
Or the unfairness of that one person getting in to work late, but still getting out at the same time as you… and getting away with it? What about those women that will comment on your appearance or make underhanded remarks about what you’re wearing with a fake smile plastered on their faces?
Do you ever wonder about the effect of rude people in your place of work?
Happy Monday everyone! I hope you all had a wonderful weekend.
So this week is going to be a little bit of last week in reverse… I’m going to start on a great note, and then go back to how I got there. So keep up, and follow the week’s posts.
How to spread good karma, for REAL!
So last week was rough. Without going into too many details, people were pretty horrible at work. Normally, there’s some sort of drama at every kind of job you might have. But I like to steer clear of that. I don’t like gossip. Not a fan of rumors, or speculation.
This one goes out to all you single ladies out there!!
Recently, I’ve had a series of animated conversations with friends about the difference in being alone and being independent. Everybody seems to have a point of view on which one is good/bad for you, and how our attitude matters. I’ve decided to address my feelings on the matter.
Views on Independence
As someone who moved out from home for the last time at age 17 – when I moved to university, then law school and then to seek gainful employment – independence has never really been an issue for me.
In honor of a beautiful Monday, please welcome my very first guest blogger, my good friend Natalie! Thanks, Nat!
Being Worthy of Me
by Guest Blogger Natalie Connick
When I was young, I used to think I would be a wonderful wife because I would be really fun and wildly successful. I imagined that I would grow up and be irresistible due to my high-powered career, many accolades, and quick wit.
When I was 20, I met this really handsome, fun, ambitious guy. We dated and talked about getting married and I thought, “I am really becoming someone worthy of marrying. He is really going to appreciate that I’m such a successful wife. Look at me halfway through college.”
Recently on a roadtrip with some good friends, I asked a friend to take over snack duty since I knew that I wouldn’t get the chance to hit up my favorite spot – Trader Joe’s. And I’m glad I let go of the reins because I discovered a new fad, apparently permeating our society as you skimm this post! Even The New York Times wrote about it, so it’s for realzies.
Drum roll pleeeease… baby food. But with a twist (off cap).
Now I’m not talking feeding your kids from new baby food containers (squeezable pouches)…
“‘If you are always trying to be normal, you will never know how amazing you can be.’ ~ Maya Angelou – who was utterly amazing.”
Hi everyone!! Happy Monday! Sorry about the delay with this post – I had it written the day I heard that Maya passed away, but did not get a chance to share it with you. I hope it is still useful, as Maya’s writings and timeless wisdom will continue to us for many, many years.
I know that I have definitely been touched by the writings and wisdom of Maya Angelou. I certainly remember the first time I read I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings.
Hello everyone! Sorry for the brief hiatus. Between work and travel I haven’t been getting nearly enough sleep. Something had to be put on the backburner so that I wouldn’t go mad. Besides, I’d rather write something worthwhile instead of scrounge half-awake to write a post that wasn’t from the heart… or a rambling post that made sense only to a Martian. But I’m back. How’ve you been? So without further ado, check out today’s post about the monsters that come out once the weather heats up.
Happy Wednesday, everyone! Hope you had a relaxing long weekend if you celebrated Memorial Day.
So I was really hoping to discuss a more cheery topic this week, but after being set onto this story about the treatment of NFL cheerleaders by a great blog/newsletter I subscribe to called Seth Godin’s blog, I really had to share.
You might have been hearing that sports teams and networks have been vying for female fans. More cute clothes and gear are available in feminine cuts and colors, and sports teams are marketing in a way that is more friendly to women. So I was completely shocked by the way that cheerleaders are treated. Definitely not a good way to get women to support teams – bad business, bad press!
Ok, ok, so you might think that I’m obsessed with health and lifestyle issues… But why shouldn’t I be? Being healthier and happier means you’ll be more productive at work, and just a better person to be around.
Again, as I’m struggling to find balance (working enough to pay off my debt but also living a little/a lot), I’m back to pondering work hours.
While people are advocating working fewer hours left and right, I’m not seeing this as being realistic or practical in my life. While, yes, ideally I’d love to only work 40 or 50 hours a week, in my financial state this is impossible to justify. With all my law school and credit card debt, I can barely pay my rent and expenses at the rate I earn working 40 hours. I just get in more debt doing that, and can barely keep my head out of water. And that was before ObamaCare – since obviously I have no medical coverage from working, even more of my precious money lines big companies’ pockets.
As our lives become increasingly digitalized, it’s more and more apparent that having some knowledge of code is helpful, if not necessary. Think about it – simple things you use every day – your cell phone apps, your email, the websites you check out on your lunch
There’s an ongoing debate of whether we should teach our children coding languages in addition to foreign languages… I know that one of the most useful classes I took in middle school was my computer class where I learned to type blind and how to use computers in general. During my stint as an administrative assistant, I had to prove my typing proficiency (haha, 75 WPM, take THAT suckers!). Compared to calculus or history, which served in getting a well- rounded education but not something that was practically useful, I type every day, and it really helps me get things done faster and with less of a hassle to be proficient at typing blind.
My best friends and I have been dying to see the movie The Other Woman for months. Personally, I wanted to see it as soon as the paparazzi snapped a picture of Leslie Mann with Cameron Diaz. Right away, I knew that I wanted to see this movie. Why’s that, you as? Before I even knew the plot, or who was directing the movie, or even a clip, why did I know I needed to see it? I feel like this year has been a desert for girl-driven movies in Hollywood.
Recently here and here, I’ve said that Hollywood needs to start paying more attention to women. I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve been starting to get more and more bored, and excluded, by Hollywood movies. I want so see a comedy where women are real people, not objects for some guy. I want to see an action flick where women and men work together, not where the guys do all the heavy lifting, and the girls are saved from some scary mob dude. I’m looking for a movie I can escape into, just as everyone else wants a good escape, but I want to feel included in the plot.
As I’ve been in the proximity of very smart people whom I found to be universally boring, I started to wonder what makes someone interesting.
Let me explain. Right now I’m in a season in my professional life where I am spending more time in the office. I’m not in the 80’s, so things are swell, but I’m definitely spending upwards of sixty hours at work. This means that I spend too much time with the same group of attorneys who had previously made me feel excluded by boring me to death. While I now have more people to talk to, I’m still noticing that when certain people start talking, I physically cannot listen because they’re so boring. And the content of what they’re saying could easily be interesting… so what is the matter?
I recently wrote about fighting society’s objectifying women, and said that I do think that on average men (at least in my professional life) treat me as an equal. However, I realized that I was ignoring a phenomenon that does mimic the way our media objectifies women. I don’t feel it at work very often, but I do feel it when I am out and about in public.
Now let me preface this by telling you I have no delusions about my looks. I think I’m an average-looking lady. I’m petite, of average build, but no knock-out or bombshell. I dress modestly. I don’t show a lot of skin or wear skintight clothes. I’m very happy with what I look like, thank you, but I know that I’m not going to be a trophy wife or a model. The only thing that sets me apart physically, I think, is my youth. I’m in my mid-twenties, and look like I can be anywhere between sixteen and thirty. By the way that I dress, I assume that people know I’m not in college, but I still get carded all the time and get an incredulous “You’re already a lawyer?” by guys at bars who assumed I was just out of college. I don’t get a ton of attention from guys my own age – and frankly, being an introvert, I don’t really want it. I’d rather have a quality conversation, not get hit on for something superficial, anyways.
Recently, a reader asked me about tips on how to befriend coworkers. First of all, thank you so much for the question! I welcome questions and comments – I really want to write what you guys are interested in. I’m always looking for debate (I know my opinions aren’t the only ones out there, and I’m always eager to hear the flip side that I haven’t thought about). So bring it on!
I wanted to delve into the topic of making work friends since I do remember initially finding this to be as nerve-wracking as finding a date to prom. Do you take it slow, or rip off the band aid?
When I went to law school, I knew I wasn’t going for the money or for some crazy high profile career. I wanted to make a difference. I wanted to affect people and help those in need. I chose internships where I worked for nonprofits, governmental agencies and volunteered to help the needy in a non-legal capacity. I did this work because I enjoyed it, and truly feel that I was
All in all, I’m SO incredibly happy that spring is finally here, and summer is just around the corner. I’ve been working hard to figure out how to stay healthy, and get my vitamin D. Reading this article reinforces my goal of getting outside as much as I can every day to get a healthy dose of green. Especially since concrete
gardens make no difference, it’s crucial to get ourselves into a green area to decompress, and avoid all the risks associated with being indoors far too much.
Do you ever feel like you’re indoors TOO much? “One of the UK’s top doctors says an accumulating body of evidence supports a link between urban green space and benefits to human wellbeing.” I feel like childishly saying, “Well, no duh!” But then I still have to make a conscious effort to get outside at least once during my twelve hour work days. Ever since my hours went up again, I have been pretty good about going outside at least once to break up the long work days… and of course I still spend about 45-60 minutes total to walk to and from work. But I do still feel like I can improve this to feel healthier. Why do I go straight home to watch a tv show before bed? Shouldn’t I walk to a local park to read under a tree before the sun goes down, or go play with a friend’s dog? This week I’m going to try to add more time outdoors to my routine.
I’ve been following the street artist Banksy for a while. In honor of a new Banksy that just popped up, I’d like to dedicate today to his art.
Banksy is a person whose street art often brings light to societal issues like global warming and pollution, and otherwise he does social commentary on personal and political issues with today’s way of life.
For instance, one cool Banksy is his “Show Me The Monet” where he depicts a scene of Monet’s waterlily bridge adding some modern artifacts to the mix.
Happy Monday! So unfortunately, I must report that I’m going against my own advice (for purely financial reasons) and going back to working insane hours for a while. As a result, I want to make sure I keep my health a priority. That means:
1) Getting at least 8 hours of sleep. Depressing, since I have to go to bed by 9pm sharp to make this happen – there goes Modern Family and Netflix.
2) Eating healthy food. Again, tough since that means I have to wash my lunch containers the minute I get home, and refill them with delicious and healthy food for the next day – tough when I just want to pass out when I get home.
Part Two: Using Our Wits and Our Wallets To Fight Stereotypes
Why is a change in our media due?
On Monday, I started the topic of changing the way media portrays women, and suggested that maybe we can change things around with our wallets. I proposed that headlines and studies about “female roles hav[ing] positive impact on box office” suggest we might have to use our wallets to change things once and for all! It’s also great to see some women in the media who serve as positive role models for the fight towards a health body image. My favorites like Jennifer Lawrence who loves chatting about her love of food, Lena Dunham who decided not to conform to Hollywood’s stick-thin standards, and Kristen Bell who is vocal about the dangers of body disorders and who is super talented – Frozen anyone?
Part One: Using Our Wits and Our Wallets To Fight Stereotypes
This week, strong women are on my mind! I have to wonder… What is it going to take for it to be the norm for Hollywood to depict women as people, not objects? Does it all come down to numbers? I have a feeling that money will be the reason Hollywood changes its ways. Headlines and studies about “female roles hav[ing] positive impact on box office” suggest we might have to use our wallets to change things once and for all!
Psych (to yesterday’s post)! Happy April Fools! Don’t worry, no charges for this site! Hope you enjoyed your #Hoffsome day! Although I do hope disgruntled/underemployed Millennials do crash my site one day!
Five, ten years ago, I was a very hopeful and trusting person. While I will forever be an optimist, I’ve noticed that some things have changed dramatically in the last few years. I’ve become more cynical of promises made to me by politicians, and I have more interest in “how will this help ME” when I hear flowery political rhetoric.
Overwhelming traffic has caused multiple crashes to my server last week. The explanation my web development team has give me is that a surge in unemployed and underemployed attorney traffic has led to the increase of hits on NotQuiteLegal.com. To correct matters, I have been advised to charge $8 per view. This change will be retroactive, but true grandfathers will be grandfathered. Thank you for your patronage.
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Caution – there are a lot of Leslie Knope references today. However, any post on friendship really needs to reference a true friend like Leslie. Don’t say I didn’t warn you!
“Good friendships are like breakfast. You think you’re too busy to eat breakfast, but then you find yourself exhausted and cranky halfway through the day, and discover that your attempt to save time totally backfired. In the same way, you can try to do it alone because you don’t have time or because your house is too messy to have people over, or because making new friend is like the very worst parts of dating. But halfway through a hard day or a hard week, you’ll realize in a flash that you’re breathtakingly lonely. Get up, make a phone call, buy a cheap ticket, open your front door. Because there really is nothing like good friends, like the sounds of their laughter and the tones of their voices and the things they teach us in the quietest, smallest moments.”
We’re all friends here, right? Now that spring is here, I’ve been thinking a lot about … moccasins.
Remember how I do rely on friends to turn me away from taking the wrong (fashion) path? Well, today I really want to discuss the fashionableness of moccasins.
A few years ago, a West Coast friend of mine talked about her moccasins as if they were one of her most precious possessions. She told me they’d been from continent-to-continent, and on many an adventure. We all have shoes that go with us everywhere, whether they’re a cute stiletto that shows off our gams and makes us walk tall, or if they’re the comfiest flats that have witnessed all of our exploits and adventures.
Alas, while I myself did grow up on welfare for a very short period of my life… glitz and glamour were never on my radar. And for me, a square job was also never something I thought I’d land. I did think I’d land a “legal” job, but to me, it never meant a 9-5. My sights were set MUCH higher than that.
How Body Language and Appearance Reflect On Your Perception of YOU
Happy MONDAY everyone!! So I wanted to start this week off with a bang. This post might be a tadly bit long… but I promise you it will get your week off to a good start. Plus Leslie Knope/Amy Poehler and Kristen Wiig ALWAYS make everything better! Share the positivity!
Under the Guise/Cloak of Invisibility
So I have absolutely nothing against people with mousy hair, but this morning, I came across a very meek-looking woman with mousy hair, who clearly did not want to make eye contact. Don’t get me wrong, plenty of people at the firm I’m currently stationed at don’t like to make eye contact with minor pawns in the chess game of life. Oops! Too cheesy? Back on track, you fiend! Hazzah!
According to Urban Dictionary: “Hipsters are a subculture of men and women typically in their 20’s and 30’s that value independent thinking, counter-culture, progressive politics, an appreciation of art and indie-rock, creativity, intelligence, and witty banter.”
Translation? From my experience (and research on the topic), hipsters are people who are ahead of the game on all things trendy. Their style often ironically references fashion/culture from the past (i.e. Rambo is cool! i.e. Retro rocks!) They refuse to be mainstream, and pride themselves on discovering things first. They have an aura of effortless “I Don’t Care What You Think,” but also put a great deal of thought, effort and money into their presentation (i.e. a collection of one-of-a-kind glasses is SO expensive!) They generally look down on people who jump on the cool train too late (i.e. if you didn’t listen to this band since its inception, you aren’t worthy of loving it).
Hello everyone! Sorry for the mini break – I didn’t realize how hard it is to juggle blogging with a job and other responsibilities. I promise I will do MUCH better on writing a couple posts a week. If other bloggers make it work, so can I.
Anyways, let’s get to it! This week I’d like to explore nerds and hipsters.
Having been a legit nerd in high school – awkward metal-rim glasses that didn’t fit my face right, eating my lunch in a bathroom stall, and wearing a GIGANTIC hiking backpack every day to school – I happen to know that being a nerd was never cool. In fact, it was the opposite of cool. So I’ve been realizing that I’m getting really old because nerds are becoming über cool in pop culture.
This is part two of the hustling series… To read the first part, go here.
So now you know what hustling is… but what’s it really like for us hustlers? And how did we get here, by the way?
Still Hustlin’ – My Experiences
I graduated from law school a couple of years ago… seeing a bright future ahead of me! A strong resume, good research and writing skills, and awesome mentors who supported me… Alas, no adventure story ever has fate handing its heroine her dreams without throwing some obstacles her way.
Hello everyone! Hope you’ve had a great weekend and a very happy Valentine, Galentine and Balentine’s Day
This week, I would like to cover the ever-important topic of hustling. I originally planned on discussing all the details in one post, but I quickly realized that the topic is too complex to squeeze into a single post.
I’ve been asking myself a lot of big questions this year. Who am I? What makes me happy? How do I get there? But the question that really makes me scratch my head is, When will I stop hustling?What is hustling?
So what do I mean by hustling? I don’t mean being out there on the street doing something deceptive or sleazy. I also don’t mean prostituting yourself in the literal sense, although you might come close to it. I do mean struggling to make a living.
With Valentine’s Day approaching, I’ve been going back and forth about whether to post on the 14th (the day of St. Valentine), or if I should post on the soon-to-be mandated by Congress as a national holiday: February 13th – otherwise known as Galentine’s Day. As the wise Holiday Creator, Leslie Knope, best put it: it is the day to be with your gal pals: “ladies celebrate ladies.”
Hi! Welcome to my new blog! I am so excited to finally have a forum for my thoughts and experiences.
As I’ve mentioned in my About page, I am a relatively new law grad, and so I am still learning to navigate the sometimes turbulent waters of the working world.
As we recently celebrated the calendar New Year, as well as the Lunar New Year (also known as the Chinese New Year), I have been reflecting on 2013, and what 2014 has in store. Last year was the Year of the Snake – a year of planning and getting things lined up. But this year, the Year of the Horse, is a year of action! It’s also a year of “fast victories, unexpected adventure, and surprising romance.”