To the cavewoman that invented dresses: I owe you.


Good good morning?  

I’m double gooding you because it’s good friday after all.  To celebrate my good friday, I am sitting on my bed in a sea of clothing trying to pack.  It looks like J Crew, Express, and Francesca’s Collections threw up everywhere.  

Seriously, I’m judging myself  for how badly this looks.

I don’t know how to condense my various clothing options into a weeks worth of a mini fashion forward summer.  I’m supposed to be cleaning, but I prefer to dance around my room to anything Pandora decides to throw at me.  I’m also supposed to be taking a Business Communications test, but lets not make this Good Friday, bad.

Tonight, Katie and I are on a mission.  After taking advantage of my employee and friend discount on the gorgeous Coach legacy collection, we plan on hitting up the Casino!  I’m looking forward to a productive friday off obviously.

We’re having a heat wave today in Western NY (46 degrees!!!) therefore I am tempted to wear my neon pink dress with leggings.  Plus, I look mad tan in it and I’m not going to let that go to waste.

I’m sure the drunk gamblers will appreciate it.  

Thank god for dresses.  I owe a lot to the cave woman that decided not to weave grass in the middle of her giant leaf attire.  That’s my theory of how the dress was invented, and I’m not turning to google to clarify.  That cave woman is a fashion icon.

I’m appreciative of the women that made dresses considerably more elaborate since then to.. because I don’t know how many neon pink leaves were readily available and I’m really in the hot pink dress mood.

Without a doubt I will wear at least 3 dresses on vacation, 1 easter sunday and 1 when I have my Love Culture Interview.

Yepp!

I have an interview at Love Culture for a Management position.  I’ll be wearing a dress to that too I’m sure.  I’m excited for it, but not sure if I’m ready to leave Coach.  

I also don’t know how well people will respond to 18 year old direction.  One way to find out!  

Allison

 

 

A Bachelors degree is like a Little Black Dress.


Hello preps,

My last post was anger ridden, not typical, but it happened.  I know its controversial and part of me regrets it, but not enough to take down the post.  I’ve decided to call LIM and have them clarify my scholarship package just for shits and giggles.  It can’t hurt anything and I can pick a fight over all the reasons I should get more -as long as I don’t blame gender, sexual orientation, or marital status.  Because honestly, I have no idea why I got such a pathetic scholarship, it’s just easier to give the reason to something I can’t control.  I know my post resembled something like a 2 year old temper tantrum, but I also think it was a well written hissy fit that should be given some credit for being original if nothing else.

Since the LIM debacle Momma, Daddy, and I have been brainstorming.   Quite frankly, I’ve been brainstorming since long before that.. but my parents are at least taking my stressing out about a college decision seriously now that I’m running out of options.  Not having a Bachelor’s Degree is like a huge hole on your job applications I’ve come to realize.

A BA is like a Little Black Dress, you don’t need one… But it’s tradition, and an expectation. Everyone “should” have one.

So since I like dresses, I’m going to college.. something like that.  And the FIT option in Manhattan has bit the dust because I selected Advertising, Marketing, and Communications as my major stupidly: but I don’t really like 2 out of 3 of those classes this semester and FIT doesn’t let you switch.  I am performing phenomenally in those courses.. but I don’t want to compromise my major.

I did that once before remember?

So, theres a new option: Villa Maria.  Villa Maria is a pea-sized Catholic college in Buffalo with inexpensive tuition for a private school and the flexibility of Fashion Merchandising, Creative Writing, and Interior Design majors.  I really like all 3 areas, but the given choice of major is Fashion Merch.  I would look into the other areas for minors or concentrations, if I could accomplish them in 2 years.  Villa Maria is about an hour from my current location, so I’d have to move out (YES!) into these really cute apartments that cost way less than Manhattan, get a job at a way better mall, and  lease a 2013 Pop Fiat.  Doesn’t that sounds awful?  (;

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This all being said, the cookie could crumble and the waiting game begins again.  Since I applied last night I still have high school and college transcripts that have to be sent out.  I still have my never satisfied personality to deal with too, so I’m obviously not giving up on finding other options even if this sounds like a 75% good one..

After all I was never a C student.

I’ve been applying to fancy hotel and high end waitress jobs for the summer while I kill time.  The money is good in the touristy area that I live in now and I haven’t heard from Coach (yet, pinkies crossed) so life has to go on.  If I got a job with any of the 246 Craigslist, Indeed, Monster, Twitter posts, I’ve responded to I wouldn’t necessarily give up my part time gig at Coach though because during the summer I will have a lot more time.

And speaking of time, starting monday I have loads of it!  While I’m in Panama City for the break, I will have the option of letting all of my stress go… but my brain functions like this so probably not:

*laying on the beach for 5 minutes*

“Hey, Allison you should go shopping!” –brain

“Okay, brain sounds good… but do you know what you need for shopping?” –Allison

“Money.  Lots of Money.  Hey, Allison did you see that 700 dollar pair of shoes?  They would look great on you.” –brain

“They would, but I probably wouldn’t be able to see my feet because I’d be drowning in so much debt.” –Allison

“I wish you had a real job, so we could have nice things, Allison.” –brain

“I wish you could get me a real job, brain.” –Allison 

And guess what happens?  I spend 4 hours on the internet trying to find a real job that I qualify for.. but those are far and few in between, because those 700 dollar shoes look better apparently with a Little Black Dress/Bachelors Degree.

The horrible thing about that self motivated attitude  is it comes with a side of impatience.  I don’t want to wait for my LBD/BA to come!  I want a real job now.  I’m worse than a 6 year old on Christmas Morning when it comes to having a career.  I’ll have an Associates Degree in May and you have no idea how badly I want somebody to approach and go “Here, Allison we know you’re more than that sheet of paper and we’re willing to take a risk” but I guess that doesn’t normally happen with a 2 year degree.

Unless you like Radiology, like a girl in my aerobics class.  Good for those people.

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Those are the same people that take aerobics for fun.

But for the rest of us, that like subject matter such as Fashion or Travel (that is actually fun):  I heard Wal Mart is hiring and they’re going to demand a college degree for all employees in 2020 since they’re practically being handed out on street corners now. #kiddingbutnot

All fabulousness must come to an end


Hello preppies ❤
I'm still in foreign territory, but I am officially outside of Savannah. It's been wonderful, so wonderful I'm considering going there for the next 4 years of my life.. But that's such a huge decision I don't know if I want to make it yet. Anyways, today consisted of an early morning INSTRUCTED tour of SCAD. It was lovely, to say the least. They show you the nicest possible parts of the campus, and honestly, the real SCAD probably lies somewhere in between Caroline's description and theirs. The fashion connections the school has are amazing, I was shocked. I could get used to life in such a wonderful place.. But nothing is wonderful and free.
The school is nearly $50,000 per year. I can barely wrap my head around that total. My family doesn't qualify for much federal financial assistance, so I better be a kick ass retail buyer or something to make up for all of this later. I'll be completely honest and say it worries me.. I need a lot of outside scholarships. I also need to lower my level of taste. Easier said than done.
We went into the most adorable shops in Savannah today. The stores where the REAL shopping is done. That REAL shopping comes with a very REAL price tag too. Thousand dollar cocktail dresses capture my attention before anything else… The shops were right around the corner from Jones street. That's where the phrase keeping up with the Joneses came from for crying out loud.
Anyways, were on our way back to Atlanta -and to the outlets-. We had lunch at a darling little cafe before we left and quickly packed up our belongings from the townhouse. I'm going to miss it significantly. Having my own bathroom.. That's a prize in itself.
Thank you for following me through this journey dolls. I remain stuck with my small town budget and high class taste, but I still have you. I hope you feel loved catching up like I am via iPhone. My thumbs must rest now. Check out a few pictures from my trip, I definitely owe you those ❤
Allison

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