Two, three years ago, you could find me in Manhattan, walking the red carpet at a movie premiere or at an exclusive launch party. I had a dream job. But that all changed when I was laid off by email. And I wouldn't change a thing.
As I look back on the last year, I feel fortunate to have adopted these three principles, now so wholly ingrained in my thinking that they might as well be a part of me.
This isn't just superficial fashion advice. Looking like a tourist can make you a target for pickpockets and scammers—you CAN look good while traveling without sacrificing comfort and function.
I came to a realization earlier this week. These expectations. Where did they come from? They were mine. I'm a perfectionist. And I put the unrealistic, backbreaking standards on myself.
I prepped for the future. I made major, life-changing decisions based on my plan.
And I was constantly disappointed when what I expected didn’t come to be.
Do you ever feel like you’ve collected a whole bunch of crap you don’t need for a reason you can’t place?
This Christmas, I spent the holiday weekend packing, cleaning, and moving, from my 1,600 square foot house into something one-quarter the size.