Creativity Outburst: New York City

My husband and I just got back from a long weekend in New York City. My sister + husband live in Manhattan, which means I get to spend time living and feeling like a native, which is amazing. I could do a whole monologue about how traveling, NYC and my personality mesh perfectly, but I’ll keep it short.

The second I walked off the plane in New York I felt like I was surrounded by my people, and I raided my sister’s closet in my multiple outfit changes. Not due to uncertainty, it was simply the enjoyment of exploring new combinations alongside an entire population who does the same.

new-york-city-stripesI’ve always had a mean creative streak in my personality, though sadly I never found myself naturally artistic. Or maybe, I just haven’t yet discovered how my artistic abilities should be expressed. Anyway, I am also a very powerful personality. When my husband and I first met he immediately noted we would never work based on the strength of my handshake and I thought he was too big a dick to be worth any effort. True story.

So, obviously New York is the perfect place to stimulate my entrepreneurial spirit. Walking the the Brooklyn Bridge at night, and looking out over the city skyline was powerful. Hello, Humanity and thank you, Capitalism.

NYC-skylineComing back home has been tough, because the lazy mindset is closely united with my old routines, so the struggle has been to keep the New York inspiration going strong. How do you stay motivated in an uninspiring schedule?


Unpotting Passion Thanks to a Gerber Daisy

Premise #1: I bought myself a set of three potted Gerber daisies from Costco for my birthday and have them out on my apartment balcony.

Premise #2: I work from home. As much as I try to make my work area thought-friendly and inspiring, it can be rough.

I brought one of the pots inside to keep me company and by the afternoon the flowers were all drooping, even though the other two were happy as clams out on the porch. So, I returned the sad flowers to the porch in a patch of sun and a couple hours later they were perky again.Gerber-Daisy-Potted-Plant

Conclusion: Ironically, it took a cheap potted flower to see what happens when I stick myself to my desk and refuse to do anything beyond pass the clock. Thanks to E-How’s “How to Make Gerber Daisies Bloom More” I itemize how to be better at taking care of my passion.

Gerber daisies will wilt or produce less if they have to compete for soil, nutrients or water even a little. Make sure your Gerber daisies have plenty of room, and they will reward you with multiple blooms.

Sadly, I struggle with competition. It fuels some people, but I’m a defeatist. I need to remember that I do have room, and currently no competition other than myself. So what do I have holding me back? Me.

Fertilize your Gerber daisies.

Easy. I love easy entertainment as much as the next girl, but thoughtful articles and TED talks keep me growing. I need to spend my free time ingesting those.

Dead-head your Gerber daisies carefully.

I guess the most important take-away lesson for me is to remember to dead-head. (If don’t know what that means horticultural-ly, it is the process of cutting off dead flowers.) Remove the baggage holding me back so I have room for what I want to create.

Make sure your Gerber daisies are getting enough sunlight.

Take breaks, but more importantly: Find the sun from your desk. It’s there, you just have to see it.

Regular misting can help a Gerber daisy really thrive.

This one I thought was really cool. Spray the plant, don’t just water it. As a lover of all things water, and a very intense self-critic, this is an easy connection: Have fun. Give myself credit and enjoy my hard work.

Fashion Trends Simplified

I’ve heard people talk about fashions changing in response to cultural norms and social dynamics. I think it can be simplified beyond that:

1 – Kids rebel against their parents.

I’ll use a classic example, the white t-shirt. Originally used only as an undershirt, youth took to wearing the undergarment by itself as a way to rebel against the traditional social stigma of their parents during the 1950s. The poster child? James Dean, Rebel Without a Cause, 1955. It may not seem like much, but this opened the door for The Beatles whose long hair continued the rebellious youth until we reached Led Zepplin in the 1960s and then the 1970s were mayhem.

2 – Adults just wanting to feel like a kid again.

I was born in the late 80s so my first fashion conscious decisions were made in the 1990s. Think, fanny packs, funky patterns, neon colors, washed/faded/ripped denim, windbreakers, or this kid.

my-ilaria-90s-fashionWhat styles are back in my mid-life era? Fanny packs, clashing patterns, neon jewelry, the Canadian tuxedo. In fact, I sometimes pick my outfit based on non-matching-ness. Welcome back, five year-old ilaria. Like this guy.

Hipster_Dude(But really, that has to be the same person, right?)

This is partially tongue-in-cheek, but let’s be honest. Why else do we make decisions as young people? And really, I think if we all challenged our parents’ accepted norms, and lived as happy as kindergartners, the world would be as awesome as a new slammer.

Don’t you agree?