Hi! Its been SO long since I posted anything on my site and I've been feeling incredibly guilty about it, but hey! Life happens and I guess I should be happy I'm getting back to it.
Let me fill you in on my excuse for why I haven't sat down and written a post.
In May I interviewed for a job as a Product Development Coordinator for REVOLVE's private label (woohoo!). Afterwards my mind was swirling. There's an interesting thrill you get after a job interview. Its unlike anything else. You find yourself in a state of limbo. A gray area when you realize that "what's next" is no longer in your control. You did the deed- and now your potential new bosses are discussing your career fate. I realized that my entire life could change... again, but I oddly felt comfortable with it. Odd, because my life back in Seattle was in every way perfect.
I knew in my heart that I did want this. I made up my mind, though, that if I was declined for the position then I guess it just wasn't my time yet. (Wow that is a lot of trust in the powers that be.)
I decided to go to The Standard rooftop to kill time before my flight back to Washington. I was wearing a professional white poplin shirtdress, but I needed to get in that damn pool. It was hot. I pulled my dress up to my waste, took my heels off and got in. A few friendly strangers sparked up some conversation with me. (I'm sure they probably just wanted to know why I was in the pool dressed like I was.) Soon thereafter... I got the call. I honestly had no idea how I'd feel if I got an offer. I just assumed that I'd know what to do if/when it happened. I won't forget that moment for the rest of my life.
Trembling, crying, smiling, wet and barefoot - I accepted as fast as I could.
Well. Shit. What now?? Now it was time for the hard part.... tell my man, my job, my friends. Oh, and not to mention make a whirlwind move. Somehow, I managed. I could write an entire post on those couple weeks between jobs. Of course when I'm leaving do I have the most incredible time in Seattle. Those asshole friends of mine made me feel so warm and so loved. It was hard.
I decided to do something I always wanted to do; road trip down the coast to make my move. Thankfully, my Jamie flew in from Michigan to help me with everything. I would probably still be back in my Queen Anne apartment, sitting on the floor amongst all of my belongings if it wasn't for her coming. We had the most remarkable time driving down Highway 1. Let's just say we made a dirty spit-pact handshake-promise to each other that when we're older we'll do the same trip again with our kids. (The saliva filled handshake really grossed us the hell out.)
Well, that was months ago now and I've been working for REVOLVE's private label ever since. It's a damn dream to be back in the sunshine, have an exciting new job, and rekindle old friendships. Transitions are never easy, though. If I've taken anything with me from these past few months, It's WOW how absolutely incredible is this thing we call existence?? It's so temporary. Life can change in the blink of an eye. I now find it impossible to believe that anything is permanent. Therefor, I'm making the promise to cherish what truly makes me feel happy... like a really good pair of old boots, or an even better pair of old friends. I KNOW! IM. SO. CHEESY.
Thanks for reading my stream of consciousness and here's to another new begging.
xx,
Syd
Look:
LPA Dress
Urban Outfitters Belt
Vintage Falchi Bag
Vintage Cowboy Boots
Location: Malibu Cafe Malibu, California
Photos by Jayme Peterson