New Year, Same Challenges

Ah alas it is time to admit my resolutions. I read somewhere, I believe it was ScarJo, who admitted she did not believe in resolutions because it only set oneself up for failure. Is that sad or is that just brutal honesty?
I feel without even the smallest goals to set up and reach for life is worth little to nothing. We need, I(!) need, small distractions to focus on and move me from moment to moment. Take a step back and realize our individual life is, on average, a burp in the grand scheme/large picture on the universal scale of history. My existence is a fart only to be instantly carried away by the wind that is time. Ok, I'm done with bodily functions serving as metaphors, but it's astonishing! I am upon the cusp of the finishing the first third, fourth if I'm lucky, of my life. I have little to show for myself. Honestly, goals are all I have. Future prospects, ideas, entitlements, objects, and even living creatures in the form of manifestations cannot be the only thing I have to show for myself.
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In no particular order...

1.) Wear my wardrobe! I have a large amount of goods I don't wear (outside playing dress-up when I'm bored or feeling like I have "nothing to wear")! Chic cocktail attire, designer heels, items I no longer feel comfortable in or don't believe fit properly. For instance, an Hermes CDC belt I've worn twice. I've worn those over the knee boots (mint GIANNI Versace, suede, scalloped trim, with a gold heel) twice as well....until this past Saturday! Nothing says confidence like wearing hot-shorts, thigh high boots, and no tights in 35 degree Chicago weather. Paired perfectly with a vintage Bottega bag and AK7 silk boho pheasant blouse, might I add.

2.) Purchase only items I WILL wear/decrease my consumption! COUGHthosepradaheelsCOUGH I've wasted so many valuable resources, namely time and money, on items that really aren't investments, just mindless splurges. One of my best friends even donates three items for each new item she buys. America's economic plunder is based on instant gratification and the manifestation of living outside one's means. I fall under such a tragedy in some circumstances, but have yet to use any credit for the past month. Look at those old Balenciaga's! I've never worn them and need to sell them on Ebay. Soooo cute but five inches of fury I'll probably never exercise.
3.) Continue to work-out and eat healthily! Since Thanksgiving I have been going to the gym 5-6x a week for at least 1 hour at a time. I hit one of my lowest points in the Fall of 2011. My confidence was killed, both by personal failures and the way I felt about my emotional and physical presentation. But after about a month of implementing the simple equation of burning more than I took in (in calories) I was down 13# the healthy way. Of course this DOES NOT mean eat nothing, or trade food for tissues and toilet paper. I just became conscious of what I was eating and realized food is fuel and nothing else.

Frankie says relax. Whatever your plans are for the new year be realistic, healthy, and try to have fun. Forgive my lack of fluidity, I've had a glass of red wine and need to retire for the evening and drift off while I listen to the Nina Simone station on Pandora...

Aloha

To celebrate the end of 2011 I am going to journey into the world of blog, if not to count down the days until the (next) end of the world. Who better to start a repoire and virtual diary with none other than perfect strangers? But seriously, how else am I going to get bags named after me and complimentary designer duds, a la Bryanboy, without compromising my self worth and decency entirely? Answer: blog.

So onto the visual splendors only anonymous forms of voyeurism can satiate. You will have to bear with me and my mobile artifact, the iPhone 3G, as I do not care much for other forms of photography at the moment.

I hope everyone's holiday and/or religiously sported celebration was enjoyable or at least remains tolerable despite the gallons of booze and tons of rich edibles offered. I received more than my share of fun items but by far my favorite is a brindle cow hide rug for my new digs.

There's the world's best French bulldog, my Frankie, testing it out. Pardon his free and luckily unseen spirit, but we had to compare coats, plus he's European. Do they need an excuse such as common decency, or crazy liberal enacted laws to cover up the gonads every second of the day? Of course not.

And here is an addition to what I consider my collection of Holy Grails, a pair of the ombre patent leather heels from Prada's F/W 2007 collection, in all their banana-heeled glory. I gave them to myself. I have been looking for them for quite some time after I missed out on them after their initial debut. Everyone has a laundry list of must haves every season, but I don't have the connections like the gals at Elle or Vogue do so most of those objects are only attainable as magazine cut-outs and outfits I envision while I dream. I won't lie and say there wasn't much I didn't like in that collection but this pair of shoes was definitely listed towards the top. Now they're mine! To dote on and manifest an object, theory, or even another person, for X hours/days/weeks/months/years and finally receive it is a fabulous feeling. I just need to start showing these sisters off, and that will segway into my next post on resolutions for the new year....until then enjoy the mild weather while you can!