“Oh, the places you’ll go!” – Dr Seuss once said.
But who wants to venture out? Allow me to stay in my zone of comfort – so familiar and safe. No risk, no challenge, no effort – let me just scatter my days in the wind. As surprising as it may sound – most of us sin with these thoughts, and lately I found myself justifying – and almost convincing myself that the familiar and safe is the right place for me.
But the time has come to recalculate my route and reinvent myself. That’s how start-ups are – one day you’re a star and one day you run out of funds. Time to face complicated questions such as: what do you want to do? What do you love? What are your passions?
So what’s my secret?
I was challenged with this question by James Richardson Duty Free over the last holiday, upon receiving the new perfume by Parisian beauty and Perfume brand – Eisenberg Paris: Secret III Voile de Chyrpe.
The search for an answer led me many places. I tried to think about my professional and personal secrets in order to derive a certain essence from them, which would serve as a key to any change or process I’ve gone through… It is a new year, we’ve sorted out our resolutions and now – it’s time for action, right?!
I decided not to travel to Fashion Week.
It was important for me to spend the holiday break with family and friends, I was nominated for a new and demanding position, but – to be honest – I was experiencing a creativity crisis.
After two particularly busy years, I realized I needed a vacation. To find the break-even point, to locate new sources of inspiration and to relight my fire – the “conservation of energy law.”
A few weeks ago, I celebrated my birthday (38th, just in case you we’re wondering) A total carnival that started with a Coldplay concert in Warsaw and finished with a fancy garden party in Tel Aviv. I don’t know about you, but for me, this whole age thing has always been somewhat of a joke. After all there isn’t any logical way to explain all the changes that have been happening to me in the last year, let’s not assume that the "middle age crisis" has come early :-)
On the other hand, for those who claim I look younger for my age, I always say – “late bloomer”.
Good morning, the sun is back in our lives and it’s time to wake up from winter hibernation.
If you believe the commercials, you probably woke up with your glowing skin and began the day floating across a blooming chrysanthemum field, with your hair blowing in the wind.
I don’t know about you, but with me … how would you put it… it’s not every day that spring comes around.