FASHIONABLY FUNEMPLOYED Week 1

Day 1:

My first day off from work is weird. It's fucking weird. I woke up early for a dentist appointment, came home and cooked breakfast, and then took an epic college nap. I didn''t know what to do with myself. I've spent the majority of my life with some sort of responsibility, school, work, sports. I have never not had something to do - I've never found myself with so much free time.

So naturally, I feel a little lost. I just quit a highly coveted job at a pretty famous fashion company with what some people might say, no "real plan". But I have never felt more free in my entire life. I just spent the last 3 and a half years spending all of my time and energy into the beginning of my career. With the mindset that if I don't get a head now, I'll never catch up later. So after 40 some odd months of slaving away, gaining a SIGNIFICANT amount of weight, and wasting the early half of my twenties to a company, that for the most part, could not give two shits about me, I am finally F R E E.

The other difficult part about it is that I can't flat out say that I was unhappy, because there are a lot of things in my life that I am happy about. But I also can't say that I am happy, because well I'm not. I found myself debating for months about just up and leaving, and that got me excited. And I didn't want the fear of the unknown keep me from doing something that I believe could make me happy. 

This past year has been an extremely tough, both mentally, physically, and emotionally. At 25 years old, I had a different expectation of where my life would be at this point. And to many on the outside, they may have thought I was exactly where I should be. I graduated from a great college, with a great internship, that lead to the start of an amazing career. My experiences and all of the opportunities I have had are definitely once in a lifetime - ones that I have never taken for granted. But the more and more I looked at, the more I realized that I was the one being taken advantage of. 

So after the first day of freedom, I have declared to myself, to the universe, that I will not take this opportunity for granted. I will use the time that I have to accomplish my short term goals, and I will set out on this journey called life to become a better person with hopes that I constantly find myself and my purpose here along the way. I don't think this will be easy, and I'm sure I will have my moments where I am scared as hell questioning everything that I am doing, but I will make the most out of it. 

Cheers to being 25, Fabulous and Fashionably Funemployed - 

All Girls Deserve to Sparkle

-H