On the rocks

White t-shirt / Long grey cardigan / Denim shorts / Navy Keds

What wonderfully weird weather we're having. It's the end of September and hot enough that I can go out in shorts and a t-shirt. I took advantage by going to the beach over the weekend. As I walked there, I was crunching on freshly fallen leaves, which is a really strange contrast since leaves and beaches usually don't mix. Some people were at the beach running around, eating ice cream, and flying Hello Kitty kites. Instead of using this kind of environment to contemplate things like what I'll do over the weekend or if I should buy some new shiny accessories, I think about things like life. Y'know, careers, success, mortgages, etc, etc. That's normal for a 23 year old, right? 

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Buyer beware

Houndstooth skirt from TJ Maxx / Black blazer / Contrast trim blouse 

Here's a bit of a fun story for you. During my lunchbreak at work, I decided to get my hair cut. I work in kind of a trendy neighbourhood where the average haircut is $50. So I was really happy when I found this little place that said that they did $20 women's haircuts. The place was small and definitely not glamorous, but I'm going for a haircut, not to gawk at nice decor. I told the hairdresser I wanted a haircut ONLY and he told me to sit down to wet my hair. As he started shampooing my hair, I asked him if there was an extra cost. Yup, my "haircut" would now cost $25 because wetting my hair was necessary (though he didn't mention it when I walked in). Otherwise, he suggested that I come into the salon with my hair already wet. So finally, he cuts my hair, but not as short as I wanted it because he insists that long hair will look better on me. But the worst was next. He left my hair wet. Yup, he wouldn't dry it because he said that a "professional blowdry" would cost $10 extra. Dude, I wasn't looking for an intense style & blowdry or anything. I just wanted to be able to walk back to work without wet hair. So instead, I sat there blowdrying my own hair. Needless to say, I won't be going back there. So here's a picture of the neighbourhood instead.

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Rebellious

via Pinterest

Since high school, I've made sure that I dressed nicely and said things like "oh crackers" instead of swearing so I'd be fully prepared for the work world. But the place I work at now can best be described as anti-corporate. All sorts of language flows freely and I'm thinking about showing up in sweatpants (nicely styled, of course). Since I work somewhere that does't expect me to be in a pencil skirt with hair tied back everyday, I've been tempted to be rebellious since I never went through that stage during my teens. In keeping up with my previous post of subtle badassery, I've been contemplating wildly coloured hair. Except that my rebellious side takes a backseat to my laziness though because I can't be bothered to upkeep hair like this. Oh, and since I'm asian, I risk looking like an anime character. That's a big factor too.

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College dropout

Short black blazer / White corduroy shorts from West49 / Studded bag / Chain necklace 

After being in school for nearly two decades of my life, it's a bit weird that I'm not going back to school this year. After finishing my undergrad, I decided to take another two years at college. I knew that I wanted a job in digital marketing, but I wanted a way to stand out in this competitive market. So I thought that learning how to code and design would give me an edge.

Only one term into college, I had the feeling that it wasn't for me. Sure, I was learning stuff, but it was at a slow pace and I had a feeling that I wouldn't learn enough in two years to make it in the real world. After talking to my profs about these concerns, I got the impression that school politics favoured low failure rates over exceptional success rates. That's not how people get a proper education, which is the point of higher education after all. For the record, my profs were awesome at honestly telling me about the curriculum and guiding me towards a better direction for my goals. That's something I definitely recommend: talking to the right people.

So I spent my second term applying for jobs and sending out resumes. For 4 months. Job hunting while still in college was probably my best move. I said that if I found a good job, I'd stop taking classes. But in the meantime, I would still be learning great skills. At the end of my first year, I ended up finding a great job, so I officially became a proud college dropout. Yes, being a college dropout has a negative connotation. That connotation almost made me feel like I was giving up on education. But I'm proud of dropping out at the right time where I grabbed a few skills and avoided wasting any more time and money.

Not that any of that matters because my workplace hired me because of this blog.

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Belated summer

Blue top from American Apparel / Long vest from Joe Fresh / Brown shorts from Forever 21 / Wood sunglasses from Woodzee

All summer long, I've been complaining about the weather not being summery and hot enough. Now September has finally rolled in and summer temperatures have finally arrived. I spent a day over the long weekend at the beach, which does not actually deserve to be called a beach. Just because it has a patch of gravel and thin sand, doesn't mean it's a beach. I've been craving the outdoors all summer long but once it was out there, I remembered that I hate the humidity, I hate the beating sun, and I hate sweating. So I took a different approach the day after and enjoyed the outdoors during a short walk to a local 50's style restaurant for a strawberry milkshake. Enjoying the outdoors from the comforts of the shaded indoors? Now that's the kind of summer I want. 

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