A Step in the Weird Direction.

This morning a coworker of mine sent out an e-mail showcasing a few absurd pairs of shoes. Being that we are a shoe company, she was mostly joking saying some of these shoes could be the next big thing at LP. You’re going to laugh, but there are maybe one or two pairs that I would actually wear. Can you guess which ones?

My first ever earthquake experience! I must blog about it.

Ok, so by now today’s earthquake is old news… I mean, Bennifer is preggers again, the Smith’s are separating… an earthquake on the East Coast is child’s play compared to all of this earth shattering news! However, this was my first ever earthquake and dammit, I’m blogging about it! I’m on the 3rd floor of my building and when I first felt the effects of the earthquake I thought I was experiencing early-onset menopause. Like, for real. I got all hot and woozy and then I started getting all wobbly…. little did I know it was my rolly chair that was wobbling all over my cube. Then I heard this strange “tap, tap, tap” noise. I look over into the office next to my cube and the strings on the window shades are swaying back and forth tapping against the wall. Instantly I thought I was in some sci-fi movie and started to mildly panic. I vaguely remember standing up and grasping onto the edge of my cubical as I’m sure that ever-so-sturdy structure would be the best form of protection. I’ve never experienced a natural disaster before, leave me alone. So anyway, then some guy who is not an LP employee ran into our office and told us to evacuate the building in a hot panic. So I took off for the door… remembered my Chanel bag…. ran back to my desk to grab it, and then ran for the door again. Once outside of the building news started to spread about just how far this earthquake had actually reached and that was a little freaky. After a few minutes passed and we all realized we were okay and everyone we knew and loved was ok we were able to relax and enjoy all of the funny Facebook posts and Tweets. Below are a few of my favorite Tweets (and yes, one of them is mine. I’m funny too!) At some point tomorrow I want to post my favorite Facebook posts as well. I know some funny people, so enjoy! Oh, and wherever you are, I hope you’re ok too!

The truth about your skin.

This past weekend Matt set up a spa day for me in lieu of our one year anniversary coming up and it was beyond amazing. It took place at Depasquale and it was my first time ever visiting this spa/salon. On one side it’s a full service salon and on the other side of the building a full service spa complete with “womens’ relaxation rooms” and “steam rooms.” Basically, it was love at first sight. They set you up with your own towel, slippers, and a warm robe. It’s heavenly and if you’re ever in the area it’s DEFINITELY worth paying a visit to.

So anyway, the point of this blog is to let everyone in on something I found out while getting my facial. Now, I just want to start off by saying that I’m probably the only idiot that was unaware of this, but in the event that there is someone else out there who didn’t know they were harming their skin more than helping it, I’d like to share.

I am a big fan of exfoliating. I’ll buy anything with the little micro-scrubber beads in it. I have been using a Clearasil face wash for probably over a year because I loved the results I saw when I used it. It is VERY strong and not really useable for people with sensitive skin (like Matt, he hates it). I, however, was addicted to it. I used it every day. So while getting my first ever facial I was asking the aesthetician about my skin. I generally feel like I have oily skin, not over oily, but just enough to bug me, so I asked her what I could do about it. Believe or not, I actually found out I was making my skin oily! My love for exfoliating came around to bite me in the ass. What I was doing, (which is what I think everyone probably already knows, but I didn’t!) is that I was over exfoliating my skin. I was scrubbing off new layers of skin every day so my skin never had a chance to protect itself. The over exfoliating and lack of newness was making my skin super oily. Who knew? (Aside from everyone and their mothers). SO ladies and gents! If you’re exfoliating every day, STOP! Once or twice a week is fine, apparently. Stick to a cream rinse wash for those in between days. Also, I would strongly suggest giving yourself a spa day and getting a facial. The aesthetician can tell you a lot about your skin and your daily skin care regiment and if it’s helping or hurting, just general things that you might not know. She can also suggest how many times on average you should see an aesthetician or dermatologist to keep your skin at its healthiest. Also, if you’re not wearing sun screen every day, START. Even on those overcast days where you can’t feel the sun on your face, those are actually the worst days for your skin. On cloudy days the sun works extra harder to break through, however, only harmful rays are strong enough to penetrate the clouds and you are more susceptible to sun burn from those harmful rays. I suggest investing in a face lotion with built in SPF so you don’t have to worry about it, you can never go wrong with that! (my personal fav, Olay complete all day moisture lotion SPF 15; about $6 or $7 at drug stores).

Every single one of these is me.

So my sister-in-law just shared this blog post with me. I have no idea who the author is, but I would love to shake his hand. In this post “7 things a twenty-something can do” he touches on all of the stereotypical activities of a twenty-something year old. And quite honestly, I am guilty of ALL of these… every single one. And I love it! They are hysterical. So please — follow this link and check it out. I guarantee you’ll at least giggle at yourself once because you know you’ve done that before too.  The one below is my favorite, but they’re all good!

 

Source: http://thoughtcatalog.com

Stripe a pose

Every so often I obsess over certain things, especially when it comes to my wardrobe and my look overall. For a while, it was lipstick. I had to have one in every shade and finish; I barely EVER wear it. For the past few months I’ve been in a much more practical stripe craze. Everything has to have stripes. Actually, I would say it’s been since last Fall when I found the most perfect striped sweater from The Loft (mom clothes, fo’ sho’ but cute none the less). It fit like it was made for my body and it was absurdly comfortable. Since then, every 4th item of clothing I purchase is in one way or another striped. Now, like I’ve said before, my office is uber casual so getting dressed up actually makes you look kind of silly. Sometimes though, you just need to! There’s only so many jeans and t-shirt combinations I can pull off in one week. This is one of my favorite outfits for work (and perfect for happy hour as well, I might add!) when I’m feeling a little frisky.

Blazer: H&M

[both] Jeans: Express

Top: Express

Booties: Nine West

Ballet Flats: Lindsay Phillips

This outfit is lacking a pop of color so I would suggest a cute slim belt, or a very Blair Waldorf style headband, and there ya have it.

Having a ‘relevation’

When Matt and I were on our honeymoon I had my first “relevation.” What’s a relevation you ask? Oh, well, it’s a revelation you come to while intoxicated and cannot actually say the word “revelation.” Picture this: we were sitting at the bar on the terrace at our hotel, I’m sipping on a pina colada, Matt’s more than sipping on dirty martinis with extra olives and we’re loving life. I had only had one pina colada, but I can’t help myself from eating the olives out of Matt’s martinis, which he had about two or three of. So I get up to go to the bathroom which is down a long flight of stairs, and I find myself holding onto the banister for dear life. If I had fallen down the stairs in front of all those people, which I felt like I was going to, I would have been mortified. Luckily, I did not. I successfully make it down to the bathroom and I am vigorously trying to figure out how in the hell I got so drunk. I only had ONE pina colada. I know I can be a light weight but dear god that’s just embarrassing! And then it hit me, imagine a little light bulb going off over my head. And there it was, my “relevation.” I stumbled back up the stairs and sat down on my bar stool all excited to announce my relevation to Matt. This was our conversation:

Me: Matt! I just had a relevation in the bathroom!

Matt: A what?

Me: A relevation! I know how I got so drunk… it was the olives!

Matt just stared at me, very intensely, like my face was a rubik’s cube he could solve just by looking at me.

Matt: Rach… did you seriously just figure that out? And what the hell is a relevation?

Me: A relevation.. when you like, you know, realize something new or have an epiphany?

Matt: A revelation you mean?

I thought about it long and hard. I swore I was right, relevation just sounded right. But alas, it is not, obviously. How embarrassing. Thankfully I didn’t make this announcement to everyone at the bar, just my husband who knows how weird I can be.

So anyway, today I came to another ‘relevation’ (minus the alcohol, I’m at work people!) When you’re married thinking baby names is almost like thinking about what you’re going to have for dinner that night. Maybe not that extreme, but you get the picture. I LOVE baby names… I always have. It took me years to like my own name so I would always flip through the pages of baby books to come up with a name for myself that I liked better. And so, I’ve always had a thing for picking out names. So today as I was washing my hands after lunch I was thinking about how much I liked Diana Argon’s name, her full name, Diana Elise Argon. It just sounds so pretty, so classy! So I immediately attached ‘Ross’ to the end to see how it would sound; Diana Elise Ross, che bella!? Diana Ross….. oh wait. I feel like I’ve heard that name before? I ran into a coworker’s office and asked her to Google the name for me, I knew I knew who it was I just could not put my finger on it. Clare laughed at me as she immediately recognized the name and then there she was: Diana Ross with her afro in all its glory. Aw crap. Back to the drawing board.

[Here’s a photo of the olives in action. Note the empty pina colada glass.

Judging by the look on my face that this is after the relevation… oi vey ]

My new addiction. As if I need another one…

This morning while surfing the world wide web I somehow ended up on this site… Boticca. It’s a site for jewelry and accessories where different designers can join and feature their own items. Everything is unique and different, but everything is beautiful. I have been on the site for the last half hour and haven’t seen much I wouldn’t wear yet. My favorites so far? Naturally this unicorn ring designed by LeiVanKash. It brings the cheesy sorority girl spirit right out of me. And I thought those days were behind me… nerp. As any girl in Delta Phi Epsilon knows, you can never own too many unicorns. Next up? This one REALLY speaks to my wish jewelry addiction… strawberries and cream wish and friendship bracelet set. Oh Vivien Frank… you know me so well. And the fact that is has a feather charm? Added bonus, as I am slightly obsessed with anything feathered right now.

3 states, 2 tours, 1 day.

So as everyone can see from my last post, Matt and I had high hopes to see the botanical gardens this weekend. We got a good night’s sleep on Friday and planned to start our day early on Saturday. So we woke up early only to have our hopes and dreams crushed; there was a craft fair at the gardens. That could have been fun, but we weren’t really feeling it so we had to find other plans. Somehow we ended up flip flopping between Greenwich, CT and Sleepy Hollow, NY. Matt & I are both huge fans of scary movies and, personally, Sleepy Hollow is one of my favorites! However, we figured that was kind of more of a Fall spot to explore, so we went with Greenwich. (WHICH, just a side note: should be pronounced “Green-which” it sincerely bothers me that it doesn’t, but that’s just me). Onward. Luckily Greenwich really isn’t that far from us, so we stopped at Dunkin and set off on our little mini road trip. Within an hour and a half we arrived on Arch Street and I immediately fell in love. Arch Street is like a beautiful out door Short Hills Mall, and it’s fabulous. So we did a little shopping…. and by we I mean me of course. We had lunch at a waterfront restaurant, L’escale. To be honest, I wouldn’t suggest it. It’s intensely fancy schmancy and the food is eh at best. We were delirious with hunger so we stopped there. Had we had more time to make a better decision we would have gone elsewhere. Here are a couple pictures from lunch, and also, Matt’s first appearance on the blog! Hi hubbs.

So, after lunch we hit the road to head home and we decided it’s still early enough, why not stop at Sleepy Hollow? It’s on the way home. So we did. When we found Sleepy Hollow we thought we saw the infamous covered bridge that the headless horsemen used to attack his victims (we later discovered that bridge no longer stands). So we were like, awesome! Let’s get out and do the tour. Upon signing up for that tour, we realized we were able to take the tour of Kykuit as well! Which is the Rockefeller mansion in Westchester. So we take the first tour of “Sleepy Hollow” all pumped to hear scary stories about the Headless Horsemen……. not. one. story. They didn’t even mention the words “headless” or “horsemen.” It was all about the owners of this plantation and their slaves. Which, sure, that’s interesting, but I was in the mood for some real life ghost stories! Not a demo of how to churn butter. The most interesting thing that happened on this tour was almost becoming lunch for a pack of wandering sheep. *exciting*

 So after this tour we headed over to Kykuit, which was absolutely breath-taking! The ride up the driveway alone took about 2 minutes… insane right? Here are some of my favorite pictures from the tour below!

Between my phone (which all of these were taken on) and our actual camera I have about 200-300 pictures from the house, including authentic Andy Warhol prints of Nelson and Happy Rockefeller. You really weren’t supposed to take pictures inside the house, but our tour guide was literally pushing 100 and I don’t think she seemed to notice. So if you want to see more you can view them here: http://bit.ly/qVEbvU

This house even had a “play house” which included 2 pools; one indoors and one out (one of which is Olympic size). Two tennis courts; one indoors and one out. A basketball court.. you get the picture. If you’re ever in NY and have some spare time, definitely take a trip out there to see this place, it’s totally worth it. And, between you and me, try to avoid getting Rosalie as a guide… she’s sweet as pie, but the tour will take FOREVER. If you’re like me and you’re more interested in the visual over the history, it can be a bit painful to sit through.

 

To read more about Kykuit http://www.hudsonvalley.org/content/view/12/42/

It’s Friday, Friday, Friday!

Sorry to quote the so un-inspiring Rebecca Black… but really, what better way is there to express our love and excitement for Friday? Even better when it’s half day Friday! So I’ll be signing out early today and heading straight to my pool to be a waste for the rest of the afternoon and safely bake my skin. It’s August and my tan is embarrassing. ::bbm hand over eyes face:: No big plans for this weekend but I’m hoping tomorrow the weather holds up so Matt and I can actually visit NJ’s botanical gardens! Our plans seem to get ruined every weekend so I have my fingers crossed this weekend. Hopefully I’ll have some pretty pictures to share with you guys next week. Til then, stay cool, see ya laaaater. :-*

I want her job!

So I follow this blog [Tiny Buddha] and it’s simply amazing. Filled with uplifting posts on how to cope with real life complications; awful relationships, bad friends, loss, anger. You name it, they’re coping with it. It’s great, everyone should check it out, but that’s not the point of this post. I saw an advertisement on their blog for this website called Iwantherjob.com and naturally I clicked on the link. I loved what I saw. It was an entire website 100% dedicated to every day women who loved their jobs. What most attracted me to this site was that these weren’t like A-List celebrity women just bragging about doing nothing and making millions of dollars doing it; they were real life women with normal jobs that they just really loved. After reading several interviews I noticed there was a tab at the top of the page that said “become a leading lady” and I was like hmmm…. I love my job… I want to be a leading lady! So I took a small leap of faith and sent the creator an e-mail. This is what I said:

My name is Rachel Ross and I am writing for a chance to be featured on your blog. I have a very important reason for wanting to be featured here; my job seems very unimportant, my company is very small, and I cannot get enough of it. I was unemployed for a long time (I’m only 23, but I had worked every day of my life as soon as I was old enough, being as my parents both owned their own businesses. One being a karate school and the other a small chain of Italian ice stores). When I graduated college I quit my part time job as a salon receptionist, mostly because my boss had Ari Gold syndrome. I was getting married in August so I just stopped working all together to be my own full-time wedding planner. After the honeymoon was over (literally) I had gotten so used to being unemployed that I lost all motivation to actually do something with my college degree. Months had gone by and the excuses as to why I wasn’t looking for a job started to get worse and worse…my husband had eventually had enough. I started searching for the right company to work for. I had this idea that I wanted to do something really great and work for an amazing company in the city. I had interviews with Fashion designers and Music producers, but nothing seemed to work. I submitted a resume to this small company called Lindsay Phillips somewhere in the midst of all the resume submitting. Lindsay Phillips herself is a 26 year old Florida native who started designing shoes when she was in high school. To be honest, I had sent out so many resumes I had completely forgotten all about this company. A few days before my birthday I found out that the job I was most interested in had fallen through; I was one of the top 3 contenders but didn’t make the cut. I was devastated. I had already started planning my morning commutes, spending every penny I had left on “work appropriate” outfits, even day dreaming what my co-workers would be like. To get a letter in the mail that says thanks, but no thanks, really sucked all the wind out of my self-confident sails. Christmas and New Years came and went and I was still unemployed. I was sitting on my couch crying to a Lifetime show when my cell phone rang and the woman on the other end of the line introduced herself as “Shelli, from Lindsay Phillips!” My heart dropped. To think, I almost let this call go to voicemail because I was crying so hard watching “One Born Every Minute.” I came in for a series of interviews with just about everyone who worked there and within two weeks I had a full-time job. The girl who I was replacing was supposed to train me, and just my luck, never actually came back. The position I hold is mainly “web representative” or “web customer service.” It’s a one person gig, and I was thrown into the middle of it blind. I had to train myself with help here and there from other coworkers who knew some of what my position entailed. After a month or two I was finally able to take the training wheels off and stop playing catch up and really make my presence known at this company. One of the main things we are trying to do is expand ourselves through social media, and that is where I really come in. The day Facebook opened up to anyone in or out of college, I had one. The day I learned about Twitter, I made one. I was a self-proclaimed Social Media guru. In the short months that I have been working for this company, I have nearly doubled the amount of twitter followers we have and grown our Facebook fans by over 4,000, and those numbers continue to grow every day. I have been able to put my own voice and creative ideas to work to attract people to our company. I get to do fun things like to go events we co-host and do live tweeting and Facebook posting as well as keep up with our blog and Youtube page. Holding this position has given me so much more knowledge about Social Media, and the fashion industry as a whole. There is about 20 people who work for this company, and 90% of them are women between the ages of 23-40. (There’s literally only 4 men what work here!) It’s an amazing company to work for. Over the past month or two, I’ve gone from web customer service to a social media strategist. I know that you’re very selective about the women you choose to be featured, and I know that being a social media strategist isn’t exactly the most glamorous job of them all, but I truly do love what I do. I think it would be fun to be featured on this blog for young women soul searching right out of college to know what options are really out there. It is a tough pill to swallow when 9 out of 10 companies shut you down. On the other hand, it’s a really special gift when that 10th company gives you a chance, and it ends up being the perfect fit for you!

It’s pretty cheesy but she loved my pitch so much she e-mailed me back within days saying she would love to feature me. I was very excited then and even more excited when she e-mailed me yesterday to tell me my interview went live. So check it out babes! Here’s my interview with Brianne Burrowes from I Want Her Job!

PS – Brianne is pretty amazing herself and she’s also featured on the site so everyone should check it out. Maybe you’ll end up on there too!