Day 1. For the zillionth time… 
I’ve been struggling with a small series of unfortunate events lately. Not ONE big thing has happened or gone wrong, but bunches of little stuff has started to catch up with me. I obviously have been lacking blog post consistency, which sucks. This weekend when chatting to my best friend about life, my career, and the blog, she said, “I just thought maybe you were getting over it.” YIKES. 
I’m not over it, I’m more into it than I’ve ever been. The last thing I ever want to do is publish a half ass blog post, but in the same breath I have to remember that “done is better than perfect”. So here I am, getting it done, and as a perfectionist, it will be challenging to post this puppy without rereading multiple times and holding back the honesty a bit. 
I live a life of organized chaos. Some of you do as well, you take on the world, and prefer it that way, but there’s simply not enough hours in the day. Others think we’re crazy. Someone actually said to me this week, “What could you possibly be doing that you’re so busy?” To people like that, I say this…
I have BIG goals, and SO much to give. I take on so much because it makes me genuinely happy, stressed but happy. I STRIVE for balance, and admit I haven’t perfected it. The battle of “too busy” is between me and my goals, and to anyone that chooses not to contribute to my life in a positive way, stay out of it. 

So today is Day 1. It’s not the first time I’ve had a Day 1, it’s not even the 20th, I’ve truly lost count. It’s embarassing to proclaim motivation for newness when really you feel like the boy who cried wolf, but as long as I’m hungry for a fresh start, I can absolutely make it happen.
Today’s Day 1 consists of sitting here writing and publishing an imperfect post, just to get it live. The green and fresh stocked fridge. The laundry currently tumbling. My first workout with a personal trainer. A still drying pale pink, self painted mani. Today is my Day 1 of striving for a more consistent, more productive life with higher return. 
It’s not too late, why don’t you decide to make today your Day 1 too?XOAJ 

Day 1. For the zillionth time… 

I’ve been struggling with a small series of unfortunate events lately. Not ONE big thing has happened or gone wrong, but bunches of little stuff has started to catch up with me. I obviously have been lacking blog post consistency, which sucks. This weekend when chatting to my best friend about life, my career, and the blog, she said, “I just thought maybe you were getting over it.” YIKES. 

I’m not over it, I’m more into it than I’ve ever been. The last thing I ever want to do is publish a half ass blog post, but in the same breath I have to remember that “done is better than perfect”. So here I am, getting it done, and as a perfectionist, it will be challenging to post this puppy without rereading multiple times and holding back the honesty a bit. 

I live a life of organized chaos. Some of you do as well, you take on the world, and prefer it that way, but there’s simply not enough hours in the day. Others think we’re crazy. Someone actually said to me this week, “What could you possibly be doing that you’re so busy?” To people like that, I say this…

I have BIG goals, and SO much to give. I take on so much because it makes me genuinely happy, stressed but happy. I STRIVE for balance, and admit I haven’t perfected it. The battle of “too busy” is between me and my goals, and to anyone that chooses not to contribute to my life in a positive way, stay out of it. 


So today is Day 1. It’s not the first time I’ve had a Day 1, it’s not even the 20th, I’ve truly lost count. It’s embarassing to proclaim motivation for newness when really you feel like the boy who cried wolf, but as long as I’m hungry for a fresh start, I can absolutely make it happen.

Today’s Day 1 consists of sitting here writing and publishing an imperfect post, just to get it live. The green and fresh stocked fridge. The laundry currently tumbling. My first workout with a personal trainer. A still drying pale pink, self painted mani. Today is my Day 1 of striving for a more consistent, more productive life with higher return. 

It’s not too late, why don’t you decide to make today your Day 1 too?

XO
AJ 

   Beauty doesn’t always come in a bottle, and what’s trending now doesn’t even come with a price tag.
The beauty industry is always evolving, and trends constantly morph. We play an adult game of follow the leader. It’s exciting to keep up on the current nail tutorials, hair DIYs and beauty pinboards, but sometimes it’s totally fine to step away from the scene, and model your best look.
I’m talking about optimism. Noticeable, contagious, beautiful, positivity.  
I promise, (and my mom taught us young to never make promises you can’t keep), your positive attitude this season, is a REVOLUTIONARY trend, one that is timeless, and should last more than just this season. When those around you, strangers or not, witness and feel this positive energy radiating from your smile, they won’t be able to help but smile back… making optimism the most contagious trend, and a smile your best accessory. 
:)AJ 

Beauty doesn’t always come in a bottle, and what’s trending now doesn’t even come with a price tag.

The beauty industry is always evolving, and trends constantly morph. We play an adult game of follow the leader. It’s exciting to keep up on the current nail tutorials, hair DIYs and beauty pinboards, but sometimes it’s totally fine to step away from the scene, and model your best look.

I’m talking about optimism. Noticeable, contagious, beautiful, positivity. 

I promise, (and my mom taught us young to never make promises you can’t keep), your positive attitude this season, is a REVOLUTIONARY trend, one that is timeless, and should last more than just this season. When those around you, strangers or not, witness and feel this positive energy radiating from your smile, they won’t be able to help but smile back… making optimism the most contagious trend, and a smile your best accessory. 

:)
AJ