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My Intern Diaries

Yes, after what seems like forever and ago that I decided to share my internship experiences, I finally sat down and actually started to recollect my thoughts to write Chapter 1, How it all began.

Thankfully I did keep a journal throughout most of my Fashion PR related experiences so it’s just a matter of perusing through them to jog my memory on each. 

Since I started sharing my internship experiences, I’ve received a handful of emails with questions for advice and questions about finding volunteer/internship/job postings. Don’t be shy, feel free to leave your question in the comments section. I will answer it under the comments too so others can benefit from your question!

Enjoy.

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While I was on vacay from writing here… I spent some time with my pupster Mo and his friends Gus and Toonie (from left to right). It was so great to finally enjoy some sun and welcome Spring.  

They were also soaking in the beautiful weather and sunshine at a park bench by the pond.

On the street - Another facet of Paris by The NY Times

A friend of mine forwarded this link to me. I found it quite entertaining! It compares the fashion scene in the United States to that in Paris… Enjoy!

Writer's Block

Dear lovely readers:

I have hit wall. Ha! Similar to the cartoon up top, a mental block. More like blogger’s writer block!

I have repeatedly for the past week tried to write a post but nothing seems to come to mind. I am a firm believer in creating meaningful content and refuse to post something for the sake of posting.

I am feeling uninspired.

Le sigh, what do you do to get over what feels like the BIGGEST writer’s block of  life? Your ideas are very welcome!

So… incase you are wondering where I’ve gone, i’m granting myself a 2 week vacation from writing here and promise to be back re-inspired and posting regularly.

Yours truly,

Melissa

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This is completely random but purchasing my favourite, most dependable and if not THE BEST hairspray in the world today was almost a traumatic experience.

Having had two bad hair days two really bad hair days in a row, I finally walked into Trade Secret looking to replace my SEBASTIAN Professional Shaper Megahold hairspray. (I’ve been using this hairspray for the past 2 and a half years. It is because of this product that I remotely have a presentable hair-do. I have really flat hair, i’ve tried every hair product imaginable to keep the volume in my hair and nothing except for the Shaper Megahold works for me.) But to my disappointment and for the third time in 2 months, I did not see it on the shelves. Border-line distraught and a little panic stricken I began to think they discontinued the product and my hair would have to forever look volumeless and undone. After my mini meltdown re the hair situation, I turned to the sales associate and asked her if they were ever going to re-stock the Shaper Megahold.

And then she told me… “SEBASTIAN Professional’s Shaper Megahold is no longer in the white bottles they were actually just on the shelf below in the black bottles.” As it turns out my beloved hairspray got a make over and a new name. It’s now Professional SEBASTIAN Shaper Fierce. And ofcourse all I could think of after reading the new name on the smaller black bottle was Sasha Fierce… why you ask? Probably because i’ve been scarred by Beyonce’s alter ego which has successfully ruined the word fierce for me forever.

Anyway, the moral of my story is just ask the sales associate the next time you go in there when you don’t see something because, i’m not even joking she had a “just ask” tag pinned on her shirt (I don’t know why I didn’t think to ask someone the last 2 times I was in there) and SEBASTIAN Professional Shaper Megahold lost some weight, got a make over, a new name and fooled me into thinking I was destined to bad hair for the rest of my life.

MoIt seems as though my cute, furry little friend here is suffering from the “in-active bowel syndrome”.

I know there’s nothing fashion-able about the issue, he’s not involved with the PR industry and I’m sure it’s something you didn’t have to know. But he hasn’t done his business in two days and I’m beginning to get a little concerned. Because of that, I’ve taken him out an average of 10 times a day, making this small part of my daily routine a BIG part as I am constantly thinking to myself “maybe he has to go now!”

First he, for the life of me couldn’t grasp the idea of doing the number two outside, then he wants to go outside all the time, then somewhere in between there he’s developed a phobia for rain and refuses to use the bathroom at all when it’s wet outside, and now he’s decided to with hold all his toxins in his body.

I was talking to my mom today, and she’s convinced I just need to rub his belly. Honestly? Really? I love him and all but seriously? Anyway to make a long story short, when I decided I would share this crap-tacular news with everyone here, I tried to thesaurus the word “constipated” because I thought the word con-sti-pated/con-sti-pa-tion sounded gross.

And behold! Three words caught my eye in the Ad’s by Google bar below the list of synonyms. They were “Dog Constipation Info” …

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And after a bunch of clicking around on that website I somehow found this very informative YouTube video:

So for your information, I learnt today that dogs can indeed get constipation and Mo is totally constipated!

Hello Metamucil!!

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So I think i’m being a little ridiculous, but just a little…

I really want to buy this Coach dog collar, that is $78, for Mo (please excuse his unflattering, green eyes from the flash of the camera). I think it’s time he gets a new collar, you know spice things up a bit. He wears a plain, boring silver chain and when I was shopping online on the Coach website today, I found this bubble gum pink collar that I thought would totally bring out his personality. 

Ok, so it may have been more of the fact that I thought his beautiful curly gray and white coat would go really well with something pink. And it just so happened to be a Coach dog collar. 

Le sigh – the shopaholic in me is looking for the common sense in me to agree to this absurd purchase.