Excuse me, miss? Lets get crazy

These sketches are to show you I'm being proactive about design. Be brave, it's no time for waiting. Get active. Chase your dreams.

 Enjoy

Mahalo

Dip it in the hole, walnuts.

To brighten up everyone's day we've sought out the worlds finest comedian, Jiggy. 

Enjoy this tasty little lick!

Cheers.

Progression takes time

Quick update:
Work is what makes you happy. Brings you fulfillment. Unfortunately 50 hrs a week may be daunting and redundant, but necessary for the bills. The time I spend working creatively, I'm happiest. We've been hard finding the grind, but thinking of y'all! Enjoy our creative process and designs!
Color and an actual layout (not on our floor) to follow!

Mahalo

Working on days off

Today marks my first day off in ten days.
G's to do list: grocery shop, map out dinner, clean, laundry, corolla tune up, bank, work out, pay bills, pay rent... Make sure I make the most of my day off. If you asked me back in college what I thought I'd be doing on a Wednesday at the end of February in 2013? Sitting at a Toyota service lounge for 2 hours on my day off wouldn't have been my answer. Playing 18 with a practice session or maybe writing a blog post, creatively venting and thinking of new designs, that sounds more realistic. Here I go, day dreaming about taking a week off at the beach as I have B's "island playlist" humming ocean tunes in my ear. The sunshine, sand, and break from technology sounds more than divine but more unattainable. To play devils advocate to myself, what else would I be doing today if I didn't have a check list? I can't say I'm unhappy keeping busy because I feel accomplished after a full day of activity. Granted I'm a little embarrassed my average bedtime is about ten o'clock... That includes weekends (because my Friday happened to be a Tuesday, and I'm mashing my Saturday/Sunday into today!)
Man, that's why I enjoy the occasional bender after a couple weeks of hard work. Much deserved I'd say! That's what leads me to the exciting month ahead, Mad March. Birthdays, visitors, beaches, breaks.
I think in all what I'm trying to say is that it's ok to keep busy and dream big. Day dream rather, it creates a world we strive to obtain. Our ultimate bliss. Whether it be a vacation or a day running around, take care of yourself: mentally and physically! Enjoy time for you, and mine happens to be doing nothing with my feet kicked up at the Toyota lounge for a couple hours.


"Nurture your mind with great thoughts, for you will never go any higher than
you think."
-- Benjamin Disraeli

Mahalo

Creative Outlet

We all have those days. You know, the day that feels as if it's never ending. The one when things don't go right, you wish the day would be over so hopefully the preceding day will bring more exciting events. Yeah, it turns out I've been having those days more often than I'd like. The tough part is that my frustration has been driven by work. The nice thing about what I do to pay the bills, I get to leave my work at work. Its also less dramatic because I work with mostly men, note that I didn't say it was completely drama free. Boys will be boys, and sometimes they bitch. That's besides the point, I love the people I work with. They're honestly the ones that have kept my head on my shoulders. As of late, I've struggled with being unnoticed, under appreciated, and rejected. One doesn't get much validation for working in the hospitality industry. Yeah, tips are a nice gesture, but so is gratitude. My scheduled work week begins on a Saturday, I get my schedule on Thursdays (if I'm lucky, you can throw the occasional Friday morning in there). Needless to say, my life revolves around work. Last but not least, my employers know that my dream isn't doing the dirty work, but creative work. They know I've been looking for jobs, and they're being as supportive as they can be. I just haven't had much luck with my applications.  Which takes me to my point. I live for work at this stage in my life because I have bills to pay. I haven't received that phone call yet telling me I have a long lost great grandfather and a huge inheritance... I'm still waiting. I've neglected my outlet. In college my outlet from school was golf. Now my outlet from work is art. Aside from all the other things I love to do like exercise, golf, and cook, I put my design to the waste side. I didn't mean to, but I keep making excuses about time and money. Screw it, it brings me happiness. I spent time this past weekend using colors that bring me joy, and styled a couple of goofy outfits that made me smile. How could a little gingham and chambray not make you smile? Enjoy my "lime layout", I think I might have margaritas on the mind. Stay tuned for more creative processes and sketches!

Find things that bring joy into your life, and make time for them. Trust me, it'll bring some peace.

"I found that if you love life, life will love you back." --Arthur Rubenstein

Why Worry?

Gerontophobia - (from Greek γέρων - gerōn, "old man" and φόβος - phobos, "fear") is the fear of growing old, or a hatred or fear of the elderly.

via Wikipedia

The fear may be a little premature at age 24 but let me tell you, it is real. Don't laugh, it isn't funny. Aside from my current battle with crows feet, the specific fear of turning 30 is what keeps me up at night. 

The reasons behind this fear are probably irrational, but sometimes I just can't help thinking about growing up. Why turning 30 is scary, I don't know but its just the next "big" age, I guess. There is this perceived notion at that age you really need to have your shit together. House, car, marriage, kids...the whole nine yards. Yikes. Don't get me wrong, I want that. The stability of it all is very appealing. And yet, the mere thought of it makes me want to soak up my 20's like the summer sun. Now is the time that it is still acceptable to stay out until 2am in Clearwater Beach, to run up an obnoxious tab at a classy hotel bar, to eat Doritos Loco tacos picnic style on your living room floor and to play hooky from work to hit golf balls. 

Will that stop at age 30? 

Will people look at me differently if I wanted to do those things? 

Will happy hours really end the evenings at 7pm?

Will I still be fun?

Will hangovers stretch into multi-day recovery periods? (cause lets be honest, we've built a fort in our living room with air mattresses and pillows, taking the whole day to recover once before. Maybe even twice, if we're being really honest.)

I guess I won't know until I get there and certainly am in no hurry to speed things up, that is for damn sure.

I recall a texting conversation I had with G when she was back home for the holidays and I had already returned to Florida and she wanted me to come up with one thing for real self-improvement to focus on for this year. Really think about it, don't be hasty or come up with some superficial "goal" that you will never think about again. I have decided right now after hashing things out about this ridiculous age fear. And they always say you are more likely to achieve things when you tell other people about so they can hold you accountable. Well, here it is, my aim for self-improvement this year is to worry less about what other people think about me and to just continue to put myself out there. Keep living life. I'll do me and you'll do you sort of mentality. I think that will be a first step to enjoying life more. Letting go and controlling what I can about my life. 

With 25 creeping up on me, now is the best time to start implementing this plan to just be me. Keep my head down, work hard, have fun and enjoy life more. Reflecting on what kind of shenanigans G&B have gotten into since moving to Florida, it brings a smile to my face. I keep hearing the phrase "You are only young once" from old people and it is really true. Now is the time to work for the weekend and then make the best of that free time while we are young. 

I will leave you with with this wonderful video that we all should bookmark immediately and watch when we are feeling uninspired.

Your welcome. 

Committed.

Idea board is up and running. Expect big things!

Mahalo!