We Wear Pink

We wear pink for her. For the mothers and grandmothers. For the sisters. For the aunts and cousins. For the best friends. For the co-workers. We wear pink for him too.

We wear pink because one in eight women will be diagnosed with breast cancer in their lifetime. We wear pink because over 220,000 women and 2,150 men in the United States will be diagnosed with breast cancer this year. We wear pink for all of those affected by breast cancer.

Our aunt is one of the 220,000 women. A couple months ago she was diagnosed with breast cancer and has since started her chemo treatments. In her honor, we wear pink bracelets because she is not in this fight alone. We are here for every step of the battle and offering support in any way we can. Keep fighting, Aunt B!

Of women whom I personally know, four were diagnosed with breast cancer, one defeated the son-of-a-b, and one lost her battle – all within the same month. Everyone is affected one way or another, because we all know someone who is at war with the ugly giant. Fight for them; fight like a girl. Together, we will continue to support them, love them, and be there for them even in their darkest hour.

We wear pink in order to fight for the cure, because cancer freaking sucks.

Why do you wear pink?

This is for all of you out there fighting, supporting, believing, and praying. 

So Long Summer

Today calls for shorts and sandals. Even though fall is my all-time favorite season, I am sad to see the summer go. I am still trying to wrap my head around the fact that we are crawling up on 2016. Let’s pump the breaks a little bit, 2015. Slow your roll.

In October, I will be coming up on the end of year one at my very first big girl job. After college, I moved home in pursuit to find a job in the city and boy let me tell you, the job struggle was most definitely real. No one ever tells you that looking for a full-time job is a job itself. With every passing month, I got more and more down on myself, convinced I would never find a company who wanted to hire a new grad like me. I felt that I had wasted the past 4 years, including 3 summers worth of full-time internships, and lots and lots of money (student loans are an entirely different animal). All for a degree that was getting me nowhere.

Fast forward a few months to October 2014 and I am accepting my very first legitimate job and actually putting my major to use. The company I work for is great and our industry type is just as fantastic – interior design and architecture. Am I working and living in the city? No, but I can deal.

I am grateful that I was able to land a job in my desired field. I know many new grads don’t always get that same reward. This post is for all of you new grads out there, because last summer I was in your shoes. Welcome fall as a fresh start and new opportunities will come your way. I pinky swear. Stay positive, stay consistent, and never give up. Your time will come.

Calling All Cider Slushies

If my personality had to be summed up in one phrase it would be: girls like me are made of sarcasm and wine. I figured it’s about that time where you get to know a little more of me and my witty ways.

So, you have already learned that I am the one who is in a perpetual love triangle with margaritas and wine. Being the margarita connoisseur that I am, I am always down for a solid tequila drink, as long as it’s not straight – you can blame my 21st birthday for that one. Though I have my favorite wines, I do try to spread my wineo wings by consistently buying bottles that I have never tried. Dry reds aren’t my thing just yet, but I am working on that rocky relationship.

I’m a lover of anything that has to do with fall – all pumpkin everything. This weekend was the definition of autumn perfection. Leaves had fallen, festivals were in full swing, outside concerts were playing, the weather called for a cardigan, and cider slushes were being served. Nothing screams fall more than sipping on a cider slush while sitting on a pumpkin.

Another tidbit about myself, if you haven't already gathered from this post, is that I am head over heels for Beyoncé (I did not wake up like this, in case you were wondering). Beyoncé is my spirit animal. So much so, that I was actually once in an interview, and they asked me to draw my spirit animal, and what did I draw? A bee wearing a crown. When I am needing a self-confidence booster, Beyoncé. When I need to get my groove on, Beyoncé. When you’re out with your ladies and the night calls for that one song to get the party started, Beyoncé. Do you see a pattern here? When in doubt the answer is Beyoncé. She has taught me valuable life lessons like, girls do in fact run the world. She’s #flawless and the ultimate queen. Beyoncé, if you ever want another daughter and are open to adoption, holla at your girl. Sorry mom.

I’m also a margarita induced karaoke singer, dog lover, self-taught knitter, and one that enjoys a neutral palette. As this blog unfolds and blossoms into whatever it may be, you will be exposed to more of myself and my adventures. You will probably be figuring things out as I am figuring them out for myself. After all, I am a twenty-something girl who is in the beginning stages of my career and taking on life as it’s thrown at me.

Who Knew A Monday Could Be So Great?

My life is usually go-go-go; moving from one event to the next. During the week I am usually busy until the wee hours of the morning and on weekends I am traveling to see family or friends. However, this past Monday gave me the gift of all gifts – a day off. Monday became my saving grace.

If we are being honest, I could have used an entire weeks’ worth of Mondays like this. You know, the kind of day were sleeping until noon is acceptable, drinking countless cups of coffee just because I can, and jamming to music while enjoying some good reads in a hammock. Days like such are few and far between because this is the real world now and there is money to be earned and bills needing to be paid. Sigh.

This Monday off was a chance for me to get my life back in order because my life is a hot mess, like all of the time. I hope everyone else enjoyed their extra-long weekend!