A Rant

I'm kind of antsy today, so I'm feeling rant-y.

Here it goes:

Weight Gain
I'm super pissed off that I have gained weight. I blame it on living in Brooklyn. See below equation:

Blame it on Brooklyn Weight Gain Equation
Brooklyn = More Subway, Less Walking.
Less Walking = Weight Gain.

I was so HAPPY and PROUD and SMUG when I lost weight after I moved here. Now, I feel miserable about gaining some/most of it back. This is not a great 30th birthday present to myself.

Boys and Phone Numbers
In 2 months, I have had 3 guys get my phone number and not call. I am most upset about the not calling because these boys allowed me to HOPE. Each time one of you m-therf-ckers got my phone number, I got to fantasize for 5 minutes. Five glorious minutes fantasizing that maybe I won't die alone, maybe I will actually get married, maybe I would have someone to share my 30th birthday with, maybe I might find that person who is really worth loving with your whole heart.

Also - this makes me feel like I did something wrong. I know I didn't but it feels that way. It is hard to do something wrong when there hasn't been any interaction. Yet, why did you change your mind?

At the end of the day - it's fine. It really is. This is not the end of my world.

Pasty and Tired
Is how I look all the time these days.

And I'm sick of it. I look like sh-t. It takes 2 pounds of make up to make me look "tired" instead of totally hellish. Working 2 jobs and 6 days a week will do that to a girl.

The conversation I've had multiple times in the past month:

Concerned Friend: "You look really tired."
Me: "That's because I am. I look like hell."


I feel much better now. 

NYC Dating Annoyance #25

Why is it if you're a girl sitting at a bar inevitably the older guy, the too old for you guy, chats always thinks it's ok to chat with?

And it's never the cuter appropriate guy on the other side?

Behind the Scenes at Maggy London Holiday Shoot

This is probably my favorite shot - all of these people are necessary for one great shot.

Our favorite photographer, Sergio, making it work with our model.

Retro holiday shopping bags! Thanks IKEA :).

Lots of love and labor went into this wall of frames! Again thanks IKEA!

Amazingness . . .

Deep fried Oreos . . . courtesy of one my favorite places in Clinton Hill - Putnam's. Just wanted I needed and craved :).

Back to Blogging

Back in May, my loveable and monster cat, Bandit threw up on my Macbook Pro.

3 days later, I woke up to discover that my iPhone was dead. That was a great week for the technology I desperately depended on (like my alliteration?:)). 

I was freaked out to spend the $900+ to fix my machine but after my tax refund, working so much that I had no free but lots of money (mainly because the lack of free time negated my ability to spend any money) and the sharp realization that I NEED and CANNOT live without a computer - got my ass in gear and I AM SO HAPPY to have my machine up and running.

So long story short (which I often say and am crap at actually sticking to it) - I'm back to blogging.

Thank God.

I missed it.

My sanity did, too.

Bandit is Handsome

And happy in his new home!

Now What To Do

I've spent the last couple of days thinking about how much I miss blogging. How much I miss writing. How I'm looking forward to spending my first Friday night back in NYC writing.

Instead I can't decide on what the f-ck to write. I think my muse went to happy hour.

Or maybe I just don't know where to begin . . .

Ugh.

When It Rains It Pours

When I first moved to New York back in August of 2010, I spent my first month here with no job.

Thank God for my unemployment checks from Mercent! And selling my car.

I went on countless interviews. I dropped by numerous bars dropping off resumes.

Nada.

Then I had two jobs in a day.

Started working at Coach in Soho and Affair on 8th in Greenwich Village.

Then there was a drought in January 2011. No hours at Coach. No more serving shifts at Affair.

Then I had 6 jobs. Raining again.

I stepped back from working at Coach and Soho Park. I decided to work full time at Soho Park (aka I became a So Ho - inside joke :)) with the lovely Leila, Albina, Zalina, Wendy and Joy (who I can't call lovely because he is a guy but is awesome nonetheless).

After interviewing over a month earlier, I got an offer letter to be an admin at Prudential Douglas Elliman. After numerous discussions with Rebecca and my mom and my first round of negotiations, I decided to take the job.

A day later, I received a phone call about an internship at Penguin (a dream job). Raining again. I turned down going to an interview because I had just accepted my job at PDE. Scared of not being financially independent, I backed out.

Not going to lie, I often think about what would have happened if I hadn't declined.

Especially since I decided at the beginning of Spring 2012 I would love to design book covers. Moving on . . .

After a miserable 8 months at PDE - I got a job that I thought would amazing. It was not.

I realized that I never want to be a f-cking admin assistant ever again.

Upon my epiphany, I applied for numerous internships and junior designer positions via LinkedIn. To my shock and utter happiness, I got one.

Up until today, I had been hanging by a thin financial thread. I mean like spending less than $6 a day.

Nada luck with finding a restaurant besides hitting the pavement HARD. I mean dropping off like 20 resumes and applying to multiple Craig's List postings. And pimping out any and all restaurant connections.

It's raining again.

I have a training shift at Arabesque tomorrow. An interview at Fab.com for a position I applied for almost two months ago.

And I still LOVE my internship. My boss is badass. My other teammate is funny, nice and takes the time to teach and talk to me. The photo shoots alone make me happy.

New York is a tough city. It is full of endless possibilities.

Why do you think I live here ;)?

Old School Tunes at the Maggy London Photo Shoot

I am in love with my internship.

Today, I was at a photo shoot. Which I LOVE. It wasn't a great day for a number of reasons.

I lot of things went wrong. The chemistry on set wasn't as good as it should have been. There was a lot of tension. But I still enjoyed every minute.

I would be happy if I worked on a photo shoot every day of my life.

Ever changing cast of characters. You get to create something tangible.

And . . .

I can't help but to rock out to this awesome old school-ish play list:

JT: What Goes Around, Comes Around
Sublime: Santeria
BEP: Where is the Love?
Destiny's Child: Bootylicious
Ashanti Featuring Fat Joe: What's Luv?

There was more but I got too caught up to remember all of the fabulous high school style tunes :).