a Taylored Approach
Hello, it's me, Tay. I was wondering if after a few months you'd like to catch up. To go over the latest with TC. She's back with some thoughts this Sunday night. The last time we chatted, I was escaping to Truckee, had a surprise visit to my favorite Palm Springs and am now sitting here nearly two months later, wondering how it's August. 2018, where are you going? I still have a few things to cross off the list so if you could slow down, that would be great. And although, there's a few points to highlight, a story about a meet cute with a swan at the Palace (yes, you read correctly, it's not a pink door this time) and the reason I am obsessed with the letter H; there's admittedly a realization about my current love/hate relationship with my career, centered around a new word, "uncomfortable."
To be honest, it's been hard for me to put the last few months into words. I walked into work on a random Wednesday, with another promotion and a large challenge laid in front of me. It was the sweetest reward because I got to share it with my work wife. Not to get lovey-dovey (ironically that's her last name) but she is one of the sole reasons I show up everyday ready to dominate. Even though inside lately, I am feeling insecure; she's taken the boss reigns to remind me I can conquer anything and it was me who led the way for us to storm into success. And it's that one word, "uncomfortable", that's hard for me to swallow, when usually I exude a bossy ere. Nothing work wise typically phases me. I'm a bulldog who can tackle anything and has little anxiety when charging through those office glass doors. Until now.
What's funny is that if you told me 5 years ago, I would have been promoted nearly every year, I would have laughed in your face. I remember high school TC who needed an SAT tutor and got the same retail related math question wrong every single week. Ironically about a dress discount. Without fail, the 10% off and then the 10% markup question tricked me every time. So for those of you who thinks it's not possible to prove your younger self wrong, I'm living proof you can. I never thought my best friend would be Excel, never thought a petite, 5'2 TC would have a presence and that anyone would listen. If I were to share a secret to my success, Lesson #1; don't underestimate yourself and no one else will. Lesson #2; cute office supplies don't hurt either. An "I'm very busy" notebook says a lot without having to tell someone. Lesson #3 which I am living everyday in my new role; never be afraid to tell someone you don't know. It will take you a lot farther to admit you need help from your team than to pretend you have all the answers.
So why the newfound obsession with the letter H? Well besides it being a luxury brand, it happens to be the letter of my middle initial, Hall, which is so special to me; even more so than Crary (sorry Freddie). It's part of the reason I am so connected to the blog and my love of decor because of my grandmother. Hall happened to be her maiden name and is my mom's middle name. A mosaic H has recently taken residence on my new white coffee table with a vintage Parrot brush. Blanche at her finest. Aside from the Hall that lives inside my heart everyday, it's the theme around my work life; Hustle and Hunger. Bring in Florence and Machine and the title of this post. And in the last half a decade, my Hunger has been just that. Setting myself up in my career to then coast into the other half of life's Hunger... Love. And for that story, stay tuned.
So what's this story about my swan encounter at the Palace? It's the old bitty in TC coming to life. A few of you may have seen the gold birds that reside in my place. It's granny chic to the max and one of the best decor finds. It's not unusual that a few times a week I venture to the Palace. It's beautiful, looks different every time you see it and is majestic. I think the best date would be the Palace, a striped blanket, rose and playing cards which I have yet to experience. And thus the point of my story. I usually blast some tunes to get amped for the week ahead and find myself there. I stopped at the water and I kid you not, the swan at the other end came bolting for me. I think she knew I had gold birds in my house and if you believe in those sorts of things, I think it was my grandmother, ML. She cruised up to me, did a little pose and let me get the most amazing pics. We had a moment and soon enough, a crowd formed around us. It's those life moments where you see what you want to believe and in that swan, there it was; the H in me, the Hall, the Hunger.
And with that, on what turned out to be yet another foggy, gloomy evening in SF; I'll leave you with this. Being a person who is hard on herself and has high expectations is a double edged sword. You don't let yourself revel in your success, you focus on the moments of weakness which in the end, only make you stronger if you let them. Accept the fact that sometimes you need to take a breath and a moment to figure out your next hand.
Until next time, the next martini, the next pink house or in my case in about 3 weeks, a pink hotel.
I couldn't tell you the last time I saw snow. As a young TC, I was taught the Maui way of a beach vacay thanks to my parents. I guess it was destiny, as I would always choose warm weather over a little chill when I decided to whisk myself away to Arizona for college. And in the spirit of trying to be more spontaneous this year, I jumped at a last minute invitation in April to hideaway for a few days in the cutest of Truckee condos; thanks to a girl boss bff of mine. A chance to bring out my fur Uggs? You bet I was in. And the search for every fur piece I could pack was in full effect.
To this day, I pretty much tell the story of our meet cute as me asking her out for coffee via email when I realized we had gone back and forth on Outlook about 20 times. As soon as we met, our bond was instant. A love of pushing boundaries, being creative and searching for our side hustle. You could argue if I start my own company someday, I have a bench of bosses already picked as the tribe I've surrounded myself in my life is a tough group who are driven, self aware and not afraid of the word "no." They inspire me everyday and my DC partner in crime is no exception.
I was terrified to put myself on ski's so I opted for the bunny babe route, grabbed a cozy spot by the fire with a vanilla latte + a Jax Taylor sighting, (Bravo!) and dove into a book called the Year of Less. Because I am terrible at finishing pages, I still have some chapters to go but it's fascinating. Look at everything in your life that weighs you down, both physically and mentally, figure out what's important and focus on it. The rest becomes insignificant when you realize the things that matter. Easier said than done. It was then, I felt so relaxed which for those of you who know me is rare but I'm always trying to stop my mind from racing a mile a minute. I can't slow down but the pace of a still snowy vacay taught me I need just that. A moment to escape, surround myself with amazing company and be still. The escape work version of Tay has a mission: find more meaningful distractions.
And Truckee gave me the nudge to do just that, let go. The downtown was adorable and I felt like I was in a time warp. Historic buildings and an easy way of living. Sign me up and I'm not even outdoorsy in the slightest. After a snuggled work from home day, it was time for a vino outing. By far, my favorite night was by the fire pit. A few cocktails in, it was the perfect setting to kick off the weekend. I love me an Adirondack chair and when the color coordinates with my wine, it's #heaven. Girlie chats fireside on life, relationships and goals are good for the soul. We played hooky that Friday, snooped around the shops, grabbed ourselves a giant, impossible puzzle and enjoyed a night in. And for this granny TC, it was bliss. I put in about a good 3 hours but gave up after #4. DC was amazing and took the project to the finish line. She deserved a medal and a whole lot of red wine. The puzzle I donated to the Snowpeak Retreat was much more simple... the kiddie version.
Driving out of the mountains that Sunday afternoon, I was so sad. It's been awhile since I've felt bummed to leave a getaway. Normally, I am ready to jump back into the office and pile on more work. There's a lot to be said when you connect with a place, are with a gal who just gets you and experience a few days that leave you wanting more. You realize it's just what you needed. Truckee, I'm coming back for you and maybe next time, I'll be brave enough to hit the bunny hills... in fur, of course.
This past year, I've found an overwhelming passion for photography. I feel like my mind works in clicks. I see something, I snap it and all of a sudden it turns out even better than I planned. It's totally the approach of "don't try to so hard, it will just come to you" and lately with my iPhone, photos have been just that, easy. We've got a good thing going.
I forget how I drummed up this idea but given my motto of being surrounded by pretty things, I figured why not surround myself with my favorite snaps. Of course, typically pink door inspired. I almost wish it could be like Mary Poppins where they jump into street art as lately my inspiration has been all about that Palm to the Springs. Shocking I know. But there is something about those rainbows brights that make me so happy that I wanted to incorporate it into my space.
If you want to craft up your own snaps into your home, here's a few easy steps to make those printed moments come to life.
1) Choose your theme. In the kitchen, I opted for food inspiration. The first was the prettiest avocado toast I'd ever seen at Bluestone Lane in New York on a trip with my sister. Check out her blog, Something I Want to Eat. The second is a must see in NYC. Boozy popsicles bathing in prosecco. It reminds me daily any gimmick is possible.
2) Choose your photo size. It's been so easy using Walgreen's. What's nice is on their site, once you've uploaded your photos, it will let you know what sizes won't print well. And better yet, you can always find a promo code, so most of my prints have been under $20. The kitchen images are 11x14.
3) Deciding on a frame. Given my space, I opt for clean white frames in my home. It lets the photos stand on their own and the colors shine. My go-to for frames is Amazon or Michael's. For my latest plants on pink project, it was my largest print yet and one that made me so happy from a SoCal gf of mine. 24 x 36 and I lucked out with the perfect clean white frame at Michael's for 70% off. The main wall in my studio has remained vacant since I moved in and now, these cacti fit in so well here on Chestnut.
4) Time for your photo debut!
I tend to change my mind about things in my home so have found this DIY hack is perfect for me. Change your photos with the seasons, feature a trip or give a nod to a place that makes you happy. See life through a pink house, a perfectly crafted 'tini and get whisked away in this road trip we call life, or in your home... on that palm printed couch.
A special thanks to CC for the photo that completed my studio decor & for making me realize I need to visit the Sands Hotel in Palm Springs... stat.