It seems like just as soon as I clink the champagne glasses I notice they’re half empty.

Todays is a better day.  I am exhausted, bloated, and staring at $1000 dollars worth of textbooks on the couch.  Sounds like the ideal friday night, right?

Actually, it’s slightly refreshing to be completely worn out.

I finally finished my job hunt- I think.  I was asked to work for THREE different places.  It’s really flattering, but I forgot how much work, work is. If that makes sense.

I decided on taking jobs at Coach and BCBG, and thanking but declining Ann Taylor’s offer.  I was really excited about Ann initially, but did not expect the incredible response.

These job opportunities are making it easier staying home.  It gives me another purpose!  But, I have a feeling 2 20-25 hour a week jobs and 23 credit hours is going to make me declare an insanity plea.

In my Coach interview I did say my weakness was biting off more than I can chew.

Except you have to understand where I am coming from.  Coach only hired me for 2.5 weeks, seasonally.  And then they have to make the decision to keep me or let me go, and this goes through Coach headquarters.  The store is only allowed to ask a certain number of seasonal people to become part time employees, if any and I won’t know until February 3rd if I am one of them.  I couldn’t resist the job though, such a big job and a generous wage that I was unfamiliar with in small town USA!  I am taking the risk, but I changed my starting date at BCBG to February 4th in case Coach is not interested or I decide it isn’t for me.

I think it was a smart decision, that way I am not “looking a gift horse in the mouth” as my dad says.  I am happy with the outcome, although there are cons to working at such a strict serious company.  The dress code of indigo jeans, british tan or cognac shoes, white pressed and starched button down, navy cardigan or v-neck sweater (no sparkly buttons), light make up, only essie ballet slipper or really red nail polish, and understated jewelry is definitely preppy.. but I feel identity-less, even if it isn’t an atrocious blue pilled K-mart polo.  BCBG is flexible with leggings and dress pants, but there are cons to that too.

Don’t get me wrong, both stores are wonderful and as my contracts with both stores entail I am not revealing any company secrets or something..  I just forgot how nice not being told what to do was.  How working retail no matter the status is tedious and fake feeling..  It’s constantly about impressing people, and being treated like an ID number in some clock-in clock-out system.

I’m reading a book in Intro to Entrepreneurship about.. you guessed it: Entrepreneurship.  And I completely understand the appeal to being your own boss.  I don’t mind waiting on people, I just like being treated with respect.

And after a man rejected my 30% Coach coupon, because he did not need my pity cash (after purchasing nearly 1000 dollars worth of inventory, I think that’s incredibly dumb) and many people walked past me greeting them saying they were so happy not to have me job.. Respected wasn’t exactly what I was feeling.

So maybe that means I pay my 2.5 weeks dues, and move on to BCBG. But maybe it’ll be the same deal, just a little less pay. So is that worse?  I know I need to work, I need the money.

Or I want the money.

I need a thicker skin. I need a more positive attitude.

3 out of 4 locations I applied to at the outlet mall wanted me!

It seems like just as soon as I clink the champagne glasses I notice they’re half empty.

All things that glitter.

Hello preps and prep wanna-bees,

It’s yours truly, Allison! Today was a very good day, better than they have been lately. I went to church, and then shopping with a friend. We found many great items, but I didn’t have my typical amount of money due to the Savannah/Atlanta trip, so I had to make things work. Before I tell you about my purchases, (which I will do, no doubt) I figured I should fill you in on my trip to Boston from friday…

We didn’t get to the hotel until 10:45, and the pool closed at 11, so I just hung out in the room for most of the night. In the morning we went to Lasell and I was glammified in a yellow lace dress, pearls, and red lipstick. My mother warned me about appearing intimidating, but I would rather be that than underdone or scummy. Anyways, we went to a few fashion and financial aid meetings, wandered the campus, ate lunch with a professor, and I bought a vera wristlet.

I wanted an epiphany as a result of my trip, but I don’t have one. I like the Victorian houses for dorms at Lasell, and I like POLISHED magazine, as well as the possible internships, but nothing overly impresses me. I don’t feel the feeling I had at Savannah, but I’m worried SCAD was distorted because I was being treated like royalty all trip going to 5 star restaurants and living in a lavish townhouse. Life as a college student won’t be so lovely, I know it.. but a masquerade ball? Palm trees? Marc Jacobs is 4 blocks from my dorm? Boys outside the Cathedral I went to were drenched in Lacoste and Ralph Lauren everything? Not knowing anyone from my town, maybe even New York state? Getting to ride a pink Vespa to class? Mall trips on the weekends? Ralph Lauren mentoring my class? No snow? The Beach? All within a 4 mile radius? A quarter schedule so I can go home -wherever home is then- for 2 months?

If I was reading this post, I would probably just say, go to SCAD then. Why not?

I’ll tell you why not.

If I screw this up.. if I choose SCAD? And SCAD is not what I think it should be.. if its too eclectic and artsy and crappy education wise it’s all on me. My parents haven’t seen the school… they won’t when/if we send a deposit.. and I know they’re routing for Lasell. It’s so far away from home.. it’s so unlike anything I’ve ever had.. what if the mosquitoes eat me to death? I did have quite a problem with them.. I would need to learn to read a map, for sure. I would need to learn how to be Southern.

This scares me.

If I go to Lasell, things are different, but with an undergrad population of approximately 1500, it’s not that intimidating. SCAD is around the 13,000 mark and it’s just completely uncharted territory..

All this college talk is getting me down :(.

Lets change to shopping, besides what clothing/shoe size I’m going wear, it stays pretty consistent. I leave satisfied and with something glittery :).

I bought a neon pink tank with wide cut outs that says “<3” on the front and on the back “U” to wear with a black bandeau for summer… It was way more casual than my typical purchase, but I like it. I bought 2 pairs of JCrew shorts, impulsively of course. In turquoise for the 9 in length and hot pink for the 5. Oh, and it’s going to be an all time high of 50 this week.. so I guess those should go back in a box :P. I bought 2 pairs of shoes as well, glittery black TOMS, wetseal style. And rose covered flats.


I’m so good at shopping.. when I have money. I can’t make my decision of where to go to school based on shopping access, but part of me wants to. The impulsive part of me. The part that also wants to sleep past my 8am class tomorrow.

But because of the part of me that is semi-responsible, I’m going to bed now. I’ve done my share of responsible things this weekend, while having fun.. maybe all I need is sleep.

One of the great things I was working on this weekend, was my guest blog entry for Frock Stock. We need more preppy followers guys! And maybe this will help :). Feel free to spread the news, and please check it out March 30th! You can find my entry, as well as many other fashionista’s at

Love you!