Fans of 30 Rock, lend me your ear. It's time to talk about the newest show to hit your Netflix account.
Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt is the same old story of a twentysomething moving to New York City to start her life again. The only difference is, she was trapped in a bunker for 15 years under the watch of an apocalyptic preacher before she got there.
Read MoreI have grown up more in the past few months than I have in the last 22 years of my life, and I owe all of that to heartbreak. Now don't get caught up thinking this is some mopey post about a boy because it isn't. (And trust me, I would be the LAST person to give advice about that.)
Heartbreak happens all the time. You lose a friend. You get rejected from a job. You realize that bad things happen to good people and that money means way more than you ever thought. And yes, sometimes you do lose love.
Read MoreFive months out of college, I’ve discovered that the triangle has now shifted to work, sleep and work. There are just not enough hours in a day. For the first time in my life, time itself has become my scarcest resource.
Read MoreAs I’ve said in my previous post on the art of reflection, I’m a journal fiend. So it comes as no surprise that I am absolutely smitten with the lovely May Designs, an Austin-based company that specializes in notebooks, stationary and photo books.
Read MoreNo matter what your regrets are, the feeling is toxic. And yes, everything happens for a reason, your experiences make you who you are and there is a larger plan for your life. We have all heard these encouragements during our college years, but no one offers tangible methods for coping with post-grad regret.
Read MoreThere is absolutely no way I can sum up these past few years, so I won’t even begin to try. And maybe it’s because I’ve never been someone who has ever been able to make a decision, or maybe it’s because I spend more time running from things that aren’t after me in the first place than I could ever explain. But milestones like this do…not…sit…well…with…me. I was a mess over my first sleepover, my first driving experience (and every other driving experience after that), my high school graduation. But in some rare attempt at bravery, I put on my cap and gown and looked into the mirror.
Read MoreI typically try to read at least one new book every month, but sometimes I can’t resist rereading the favorites. Finding books that encourage you to chase big dreams and to love the people around you well are worth reading…and rereading. I’ve curated a list of books that will translate to many of you in the midst of job hunting and your first couples years of your professional career. These are just brief descriptions to peak your interest — I could never do them justice in summary.
Read MoreThe closer I get to my educational finish line, the more laughable it is looking back at my freshman year self: how I pictured these four years to play out, what my career goals were, the expectations I held for everything and everyone, the expectations I held for myself.
Read MoreDonald Miller's Scary Close is the kick in the pants you didn't know you needed. But it doesn't feel that way.
Written like a tell-all from your most trusted friend, Miller shares how he's managed to find true intimacy in his friendships, romantic endeavors, canine companion, and every relationship in-between.
Read More“How vain to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”
My friend presented this Thoreau quote to me one evening as we sat at a sparsely-populated bar waiting for a band to go on, discussing life and the inevitable question of what exactly it is that we want to do with it.
Read MoreWell, I did it. I survived my first week in Corporate America, and I lived to tell the tale.
If you would have told me a year ago that I would be entering the Land of the Cubes after graduating, I wouldn’t have believed you. I’m one week in and I still don’t think I would believe it.
Here are a few painfully true stories about my first week on the job for your entertainment.
Read MoreYou see, in my day to day life I don’t get to create much. My job currently consists of polishing memos or creating communication maps. I like what I do and the people I work with, but I don’t get that hands-on feeling of diving into a project heart first… that feeling of falling asleep next to your project because you can’t rest until it’s right, eventually waking up the next morning with paint all over your hands and shouting “Eureka!” because you know what it’s missing to make it perfect. Though I don’t get that in my 9 to 5, I’ve been determined to find it again somehow. I can’t begin to express how excited I am to start learning and creating, but most of all, I’m keeping my motto alive, “Don’t quit your daydream.”
Read MoreMy morning is not complete without a cup of coffee and checking Instagram. Here’s my top 5 favorite accounts to spark your daily creativity. Keep daydreaming, my friends!
Read MoreYou always remember your firsts: your first kiss, your first heartbreak and yes, your first job. And much like other firsts, your first job after college is one that will stay with you for the rest of your life. It sets the tone for the decisions you will make throughout your career. In other words, your first job is what prepares you for lifelong professional success.
Read MoreI was under the impression that college was “the best years of my life” and all remaining years thereafter were a haze of settled, uninterrupted routine – a job in a cubicle begrudgingly working 9 - 5 every day, eventually marriage, the blessing slash curse that is offspring, spending the following 18 years raising said kids, having said kids move back home because they majored in the liberal arts and now can’t find a job, retiring with a decent 401(k), maybe taking one of those riverboat cruises around Europe that retired couples take and then finally dying (surrounded by my loved ones and with an aged-yet-still-talented Harry Styles singing me into heaven). To me, life after graduation seemed rather dull. To me, life after graduation meant the best years of my life were over. Done. C’est finit!
I was wrong.
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