Well. I’m here again. I’m going to skip the excuses and get to the point. I’ve tried to document my fashion choices and life via this blog since apparently 2015. And now, I’m not even sure blogs are still relevant. But if you’re here, keep reading…apologies in adanvace to my high school English teacher. I am really good at reading, but not so much at writing or proof reading. Sorry Mrs. Peirce.
At the beginning of the year I actually made New Years resolutions, something I haven’t done seriously, maybe ever. One of my resolutions was to blog again, no matter if no one reads or cares…so far this year I’ve written one post. And hid my old ones. Yikes. But also this year, I sold my airstream, that served as my boutique and personal closet for the past four years, and dissolved my business. Got a new job. Broke a lease. Moved backed to Decatur from West Atlanta. And then…lost my new job. I contemplated renaiming my blog ‘the struggle is real. But I also hate when people say that, so I didn’t.
And this brings me to the point of starting to blog again. Originally, when I started this, I was a recent college grad trying to figure my life out. Here I am 5 years later, still doing the same! After owning a store and making trend forecasting and buying my job, it lost the sparkle to me. I still love clothes & fashion, don’t get me wrong. But I am getting older and starting to see a bigger picture. Or I’m just jaded from owning a small business. Who knows? So here I am…resurrecting my old website to blog about things I care about, am interested in, my life experiences, not just fAsHiOn. Anyways, the original inspo for this was because, long story short, I got fired. I was hired in February and spent three weeks traveling and training. I was right in the middle of selling my beloved airstream and dissolving my business, my baby for the past four years when I got the job. And I was let go in May, hardly three months in. The Glassdoor reviews on this company are not “5 stars/would recommend”, that’s all I will say. (But I try to go into anything I do with an open mind and form my own opinions, as anyone should.)
So here I am, I’m 27 and unemployed. I have had a job since I was 16. Most of the time, even two jobs. I am writing this in my backyard while I try to pretend I’m not having a quarter life crisis. No, really, this was a blessing in disguise, I am sure of it. I’ve always been the biggest advocate for doing what you love, and most of the time what I love, is doing what I want, if that makes sense. I loved Rolling Runway and still do. I love reading peoples real stories on instagram and blogs (yes i sometimes still read blogs!) I’m writing this for myself but also for anyone else that’s been let go. It’s not fun and it’s isolating, to be honest. But everything happens for a reason. So I guess I am writing this to reach anyone else this has happened to too, it happens and we will get over it.. And also to get my resume out there. Are you hiring? Email me ;)