Hello, fake doomsday- what a poser you are. Yea I already posted today. But since we seem to be in the clear on this Mayan business, I'm feeling pretty chuffed to be here, running through crowds in Chelsea Market to buy soem client gifts, talking myself out of fussy dresses in Anthropologie, getting a last minute dye job because my ratty highlights were so not, and watching the sun beams peeking out from clouds on the Hudson right now, though I must admit they are moving pretty fast those clouds are. Weird.
And although we're not in the clear just yet, I just wanted to tell everyone out there that we now have a huge opportunity to flip the script, change the game, and rewrite the book. I mean, we're going to be post apocalyptic so let's start changing and do everything we can to stay alive. And now that I've used a bunch of bad cliches to describe said opportunity, let's stop talking about what time zone the shit is going to down in first, because really we are just so damn lucky to be here at all, with all the horrid events of the past week and the state of the world. I'm lucky to have my wonderful husband, doggie, family, and outlet to say how I feel and share what I love. I do feel that somehow this next year is going to be one of great change for so many of us- our patience has run thin with the insanity we've grown accustomed to, with the events in Connecticut taking us over the already brimming top. I for one am going to seek a purposeful and marked compassion from myself towards others and from others. Perhaps 2013, post- apocalypse, will be the year of compassion- when we all jump off the fiscal cliff, stop keeping up with Kardashians, and give peace a chance. We all could use a big deep breath after this crazy year (and how lucky we are to do so).
It's my last real day of work till 2013 and it's been a full year since I've been back in New York- and though it's been a bumpy ride of emotion, chaos, and pneumonia, I've managed to stay alive and make our apartment a home and wake up next to someone I love more each and every day. And yea, all of this doomsday shit has me a bit mushy- but how I can help myself? I'm a lucky girl and I bet a lot of you out there are lucky too. This holiday, be kind, be considerate, be enlightened. We must pick ourselves up and make the world a better place- it's not that all of us need to quit our jobs and give out hugs for a living, but we do need to channel that vibe and do eveything we can to be more loving and kind. So put that in your Santa hat and smoke it. And though I had my All Saints Mad Max attire at the ready, I'm glad I'm able to wear all of that stuff without a hint of irony, and perhaps just throw it on for a stroll through Brooklyn while all gets right in the world.
And that's what's up this gloomy but not doomy Thursday in wonderful New York. Spread love and be good. So happy to be keeping my head above, I hope all of us can swim to shore this year and get on solid ground. XO