My Glass Is…

Hiya all! How’s your week been? Mine’s been a bit crazy. So, beyond planning a wedding that’s just five months away, I’m also in school full-time and interning at a fabulous start-up company full-time. Yep, as I mentioned last week, lots ‘o stuff has happened recently.

So, let’s start with the school thang. I’ve been going after my MBA for the past almost three years. However, after some not so happy circumstances, I had to make a painstaking decision and go back to school full-time, finish this stinker up, and find myself a smarty pants job {thumbs up}! Ultimately, this has been one of the best decisions I’ve made. Not only am I going to graduate in just two semesters, I am also learning so much more than I ever did while I was going part-time since I have so much more time to dedicate to studying… (heh, sorry Mom).

You know, is your glass…




Along with school, I’m also interning with a sweet startup here in NYC called NewlyWish, an online wedding registry. I manage the social media and marketing. But, best of all… I WRITE THE BLOG! NewlyWish is in the wedding industry, which means that I get to spend my days surrounded by wedding wonderful-ness and then in the evening I get to go home and plan my very own lovely nuptials (my boo, totally loves it…). Anyway, I recommend you take a gander at my most recent post on the NewlyWish Blog (shameless plug).

Have a great weekend!


As a woman, you probably love flipping through the television guide and coming across those fab wedding shows like Say Yes to the Dress, Four Weddings, maybe even Bridezillas when you need to rage a bit. But, recently, these shows have been making me twitch all over. I find myself screaming at the TV, “Stop crying you sissy! There’s no crying in wedding planning!” I then begin to get a knot in my throat and have to change the channel to something less confrontational… like boxing.

I think I’m feeling this way, because… well… I’m engaged.


Yes, a lot has happened since the last time I’ve written to you. My man and I both agreed last February that we didn’t want to be with any other cats in town, and he put a ring on it. Since then, I’ve been a walking disaster. I could easily have been a cast member on a show titled Bride-nado. Everyone tells you that wedding planning is terrible, but what they won’t tell you is that… it’s worse than terrible.

Since it’s US Open season, I think it best to compare planning a wedding to a tennis match:

First you must show interest in a vendor, such as a florist or band (this is your serve). They then get back to you with a response that includes pricing, availability and other extraneous things that nearly knocks you off your feet (a return of serve). From here you must strategize how you’re going to make this work into your ultimate wedding plan (how you’re going to win this point). Then, wham another doozy of a return, and wham, yet another blow until finally you’ve been pushed far into the backhand corner and your opponent hits a gorgeous drop shot to end the point. But, it’s not just you and your opponent involved in this back and forth, there is also family you must consider (the umpire), your fiancé (the ball boy), and the guests (the crowd).

I was having a mini breakdown last night when I came across a post on A Cup of Jo that offered some wise words:

“Nine times out of ten, you probably aren’t having a full-on nervous breakdown—you just need a cup of tea and a biscuit.”

And, she was right. All I needed was to take a two-minute pause between sets, have a cup of tea, and relax. Because, I’m marrying this guy…1002722_743163587224_105591843_n

How have you coped with wedding planning? Have you woken up in a cold sweat because you’ve dreamt your soon to be MIL came dressed as a mime (true story)?

Tenacious Tuesday

I know, I know…. I’m a horrible blogger. I’ve been neglecting you, and for that I am profoundly sorry. I am also very sorry for my last few posts… they were, shall we say… lackluster. Let me explain. I am currently at a crossroads in my career and have found myself desperately trying to find my ultimate job. I’ve been told many times, “do what you love!”. Well, if I were to do what I love I’d be laying around on the beach all day eating cheese and bread and reading the trades. So, I have to find the next option… do what makes me want to get up in the morning.

I’m sure many of you have struggled with this very same dilemma. So, I’m not going to be a Debbie Downer…

Instead, I’ve decided to offer you some sage advice that I read here:

Be enthusiastic. Be hungry. Stay hungry. Be proactive….sometimes being fired, or not getting what you want, is absolutely the best thing that could happen. Be a team player… But if something goes wrong, take responsibility, stand up and be counted. Love your life outside work – it’s the only way to stay sane, and that’s more important the higher up you go. Know your physical limits, but never stop dreaming. Never mock another person’s dreams. Don’t be a quitter. If you believe you can do something, you’ve already done the hard part. Be curious. Stay curious. Rules are overrated but respect is everything. Play for win/win scenarios. Don’t ask permission to succeed, just get on with it.

I hope you all have a tenacious Tuesday!

Friday, Friday!

Have you heard of HangMessage? No, not hang man…. we’re in a digital age, peeps. It’s similar to the technology iPhone uses with their Reminder App where you set a reminder for yourself and you can have a message appear when you arrive at a specific location or leave that location. HangMessage is a bit different in that you can leave messages for friends at specific locations.

What would you do with that technology? I know what I would do… I’d leave a salty message for my friend any time she steps foot into the vestibule of that grungy, no good, moocher, DJ’s apartment building. A booty call is a booty call, ladies no matter how adorable his French bulldog is (and no, that’s not a euphemism).

So, let’s start this Friday off right. How about a little Stevie, eh?

I Was Never a Disney Princess

I was in Disney World for eight days…. EIGHT DAYS. You know what that does to a person????? I  got back the other day and my co-workers had to peel me off the walkway after we landed because I was kissing the dirty, disgusting carpet in LaGuardia Airport (OK, not really, but I wanted to).

I was in the most magical place in the world for work. And, at first, it was a great experience. People were happy, the staff was chipper. But, then suddenly everything turned ugly on day five. That’s when the “New Yorker” in us all bubbled to the surface and all the loveliness of Disney was shrouded in a constant doubt. Why is everyone so nice? Is Goofy really “goofy”? Why can’t we buy gum on Disney property?

That last question actually caused quite a ruckus when we first arrived. We had to make a frantic phone call to an employee flying in a couple days later who was able smuggle in a couple packs of the contraband.

Anyway, I don’t have any really great stories for you, other than– well– I got married. OK, technically it’s not legal and, well, there was no exchange of rings, or even a kiss for that matter, but I did walk away with a feeling of mortification. My boss took us all out for dinner and a show at the Hoop-Dee-Doo Revue and proceeded to announce to the ENTIRE restaurant that I was there with my new husband celebrating our honeymoon. The place went up in applause and hollers for us to dance. So… we did.  Here’s a picture of us celebrating Hoop Dee Doo style… I don’t think this marriage is going to last….

What Would You Do?

What would you do for a free snack? in New York we are handed free stuff all the time. Free Tasti-D Lite samples, free soap, free newspapers, free granola bars. Anytime something is given out for free crowds are formed and the poor person offering the free product is bombarded by bodies. But, say you had to DO something for the item…. What would you do? How far would you go? An Australian rice snack producer set up a vending machine in a public area that asked passerby’s to take on a challenge for a sample.  By setting up a machine rather than a person it removes any aggravation at having an actual individual force you to work for something. “There is no lack of fairness, no attempts to reason with the machine, just command and response.” (AdWeek)

See what these people actually do for it!