Working Girl

Hello from the sunburned Marina girl!  What used to be 100* heat in a pool with a side of tanning oil is now a hot 70* wrapped in a serape blanket and loads, well not enough, SPF 30.  It was a beautiful weekend in the city.  Not totally full of tripping the light fantastic, as my dad would say, but one that was much needed for mental clarity.  What's funny is this year, I set out to slide the personal life scale, and well, very luckily, work gained another big move with my third promotion in what has been an amazing four years thus far.  It's always been that right place, right time, right work and right people listening kind of thing.  And to be honest, some days I really surprise myself ala Melanie Griffith in Working Girl, where she lands a meeting with Jack Trainer.  1) Because he is totally dreamy and 2) she believes in herself, even with terrible hair, gets a briefcase and never accepts the word "no."       

I remember sitting here (at my adorable lacquered desk) as 2017 was approaching thinking this is the year that the other part of my life will catch up to my fearless Girl Boss self.  Not to say, I am not 180% grateful or regretful that I have worked my ass off to move up quickly but it helps put it all into perspective in terms of how life rewards you.  If you want something your mind has to be 100% in it, whether in your career, a new hobby, challenge or relationships.  

Speaking of something new, I am currently trying to make friends with my adorable Fujifilm Mini Instax 8 camera.  From someone who easily took to capturing effortless photos, this mini devil is really a challenge.  Of course, my first thought was something was wrong with it since I usually attract any technology mess but slowly, I had to admit it was operator error.  Insert, emoji tears here.  My mission is to figure this thing out.  Right now, I would give myself a 50% grade which is really annoying for someone who is a perfectionist thanks to my Virgo state of mind, who over analyzes all things and where good/great is hard for me to accept.  Call it annoying, call it particular, it's these little things that haunt me but I'll conquer it.     

And with that, I'll leave you with a few cute shots from the weekend while my Sunday night playlist is taking a trip through the 80's...

and of course, a line from Working Girl...
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"I'm not gonna spend the rest of my life working my ass off and getting nowhere just because I followed rules that I had nothing to do with setting up, OK?"