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?


High Fashion: Hilary

I like flipping through images of fashion shows because I find I have definite opinions about the clothing, the story they tell and whether or not I think it was a success. This probably isn’t too uncommon, but I love it because I was raised in a not-high-fashion house. My parents are modern, but not couture by any means and I’ll admit I shied away from my interest in popular culture and fashion because of a taught feeling it was ridiculous.


As I’ve gotten older I’ve realized how much my personality falls in line with the fashion world. I prefer shopping at thrift stores because they offer more variety; allowing me to mix and experiment and wear ridiculous clothes. Also, I can get more bang for my buck. It leaves me feeling unique, creative and guiltless.

This winter I won a competition with Diet Coke so they flew me to New York for their Red Dress Fashion show. While waiting in the airport to fly out I stopped to get a water and decided it was appropriate to buy a fashion magazine. I settled on Elle, then realized it was the first fashion magazine I had ever dared to buy. It’s actually a little sad; I’ve spent my entire life looking for inspiration and here were articles and images from driven, successful women who seemed to fall in line with some of my passions and interests. Why had I denied myself for so loassess my career path. Why had I denied myself for so long? 

No more. Whatever is inspirational, go for it, right?

Inspiration Wall

I have so many thoughts and ideas; too many avenues of interest. I know there are common threads connecting most of them, but I have a hard time seeing them. I need to start and inspiration board where I can rearrange, contemplate and discover the unity between all my random interests.

inspiration-wallIt’d be really nice to have an office, someplace I can put Hilary everywhere without worrying about impinging on my husband.

Maybe I’ll just take the corner next to my night stand. Or move the lamp on my desk so I can start attacking the corner I stare at all day. Yes, let’s do that.

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.