tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87627904330931838292024-03-06T03:40:48.731-05:00this yellow lifeAugenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-91981358568605876102015-12-12T01:23:00.001-05:002015-12-12T01:23:10.769-05:00Catching UpI know. I know. It's been almost 9 months since I've been around. Life has a crazy way of showing you how great it could be. To put the last 9 months in a short blog post would be impossible, so I'm going to break out the last couple of months for you. This is me desperate for you to understand why I've been MIA.<br />
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<b>April</b>: Coachella<br />
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Every year we as a brand sponsor Coachella. We have a tent on site and we as a team get to go. We work all day, and get to play at night. This was my first year attending, and it was so much fun. We're already talking about our next trip!<br />
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<b>May:</b> Herald Square<br />
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Similar to last year's opening in NY, we opened a new store in the heart of NY. This time it was the Largest H&M in the world. So much planning and time went into making this opening a success. Even John Legend came to celebrate with us!<br />
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<b>June:</b> Cover Girl<br />
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If you're a blockhead like me, you'll understand the title of June. I may be showing my age with this one, but I can't say I care too much right now. This was definitely one of my favorite days this year. PS Donnie Loves Jenny & Augenie<br />
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<b>July:</b> The Last Frontier<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">Like I always say, I travel a lot for work. Traveling to Alaska for work definitely tops my list as one of my favorite trips. With 23 hours of sunlight, it was a bizarre but amazing experience. We drove through the mountains, saw glaciers, and even went whale watching!</span></div>
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August brought a handful of small trips. I traveled to Chicago for the first time. Bucket List Check.<br />
Then my college girlfriends and I decided to do a girls trip to Montauk, NY. We haven't done a trip together in a long time, and we had so much fun. We're going to start making girls trip a tradition every year!<br />
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I'm going to end this blog post with the summer. It's been a crazy year with a lot of ups and a lot of downs. I just like to post about the good and happy times.<br />
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-20248997501499527212015-03-12T16:55:00.000-04:002015-03-12T16:56:54.607-04:00It Finally Happened..<div class="MsoNormal">
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long time since I've been here. I feel like I’ve let all 17 of you who read
this blog down, but I have some good news to share! I found my dream house (for
this stage in my life at least). It all started back in October when my realtor
said he had the “perfect” house for me. I had the day off and decided to go
take a look. Putting aside the cosmetic updates that it needed, I was in love.<br />
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<li>3 bedrooms</li>
<li>2 bathrooms</li>
<li>Closet in the foyer</li>
<li>Window in the full bathroom</li>
<li>Small yard</li>
<li>A lot of natural light</li>
<li>A lot of closet space</li>
<li>Close to public transportation</li>
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I went back two days later,
this time with my mom and my aunt. I couldn’t get that house out of my mind,
and made an offer the same day. After negotiating, they finally accepted exactly
a week after my very first showing. Then the waiting began. Waiting for the
bank approvals, appraisal, etc. After what seemed like forever, it was time for
the closing. For those of you who have never bought a house, a closing consists
of basically signing your life away to the bank for the next 20+ years. Even
though that sounds scary, it is the largest investment you will ever make and at
least your money is going towards something. Especially here in NY. Believe it
or not, my mortgage payment is less than some of my friends’ monthly rent
payment. We headed to the house afterwards to celebrate with some champagne and
discuss all the changes I wanted to do before moving in. <o:p></o:p></div>
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to meet contractors to get estimates for all the renovations. Renovations
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wall between the kitchen and dining room – Open concept people!</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> Changing all interior doors</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> Gutting the half
bathroom</span></li>
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and crown molding to the entire house</span></li>
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wood floors</span></li>
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paper and wood paneling</span></li>
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the 8 contractors, because we knew him. Unfortunately, whether you know the
person or not, all contractors are the same. I needed to get everything done in
3 weeks because my lease was up at the end of the month and I needed to be out of my apartment!
My renovation process was pretty seamless, minus the 3 weeks of <s>patiently</s>
waiting to actually live in my house. I took this time to pack up my apartment,
which I thought I was doing a good job of until my mom saw my progress and took
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On the very last day of renovations, (the day before I was to move in)
my contractor tried to pull a fast one on me and ask for more money. MORE
MONEY?! It was an interesting conversation to say the least. This is why you
should always make sure you have a contract in place before starting any type
of job. Even though it was a lot of blood, sweat and tears (I don't mean this literally), it was completely
worth the investment. I’m still unpacking boxes and deciding how to set up my
furniture, so it will definitely be a process. I can’t wait to share the before
and after pictures with you! And now that I have a home office, you’ll be
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-69813368797697366422014-08-06T16:27:00.000-04:002014-08-06T16:27:05.035-04:00Things I've Learned<br />
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Being in my <i>late</i> (insert scream here) twenties, has taught me a couple of things about life. To be honest, I've always been terrified to grow up. It means things will never be the same, and you're just getting old. However, I've managed to figure out a few things along the way that have made this whole growing up thing a little easier.<br />
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1. Nobody's life is like the movies.<br />
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2. Siblings are the only thing you have that will connect you to your past and your future.<br />
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3. Smile. Even if you don't feel happy, it will make you feel better. I promise.<br />
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4. Don't chew with your mouth open. It's just plain rude.<br />
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5. Plans change. Your life will never go in the order you thought it would, and that's okay.<br />
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6. Take care of your skin, or you'll look your age.<br />
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7. Coffee fixes everything.<br />
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8. Have a good solo dance party. Your day will only get better.<br />
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9. A dog is THE best friend you'll ever have.<br />
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10. Travel every chance you get.<br />
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11. Try to remember people's birthdays.<br />
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12. Keep in touch.<br />
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13. Laugh. A lot.<br />
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14. No one will clean up after you. After all, you're a grown up now.<br />
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15. Be a good friend. Remember things they tell you & keep secrets.<br />
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16. If you have time to do something now, do it. ie. send a text, put away your laundry, do the dishes etc.<br />
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17. Cleaning your house is actually free therapy.<br />
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18. Don't yell.<br />
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19. Be a good coworker and colleague. Others depend on you.<br />
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20. Nothing is that serious. When it's serious, you'll know.<br />
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-57046524122455463822014-08-04T12:16:00.004-04:002014-08-04T12:17:41.747-04:00True Life: The story of a frustrated House HunterHave you ever tried to look for the perfect house? How long did that take? It seems like it's taking me forever plus a day. It's tough because I know exactly what I'm looking for, and living in a city where the housing market is tight, is just not helping my cause. I'm not asking for the perfect house. I'm even willing to put in some elbow grease and renovate. In January, I thought I found the house I wanted until the sellers pulled the house off the market. Since then, it's been one heartbreak after another. It's frustrating and discouraging to say the least. What's the typical timeline when looking for a home?<br />
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<li>Lots and lots of closets</li>
<li>Minimum of 3 bedrooms</li>
<li>Minimum of 2 bathrooms</li>
<li>A window in at least one bathroom</li>
<li>Large windows that allow in a lot of light</li>
<li>Small yard</li>
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<li>Bury or place St. Joseph's statue on the property</li>
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<li>When your house sells or you buy one, be sure to bring the statue with you to your new home and place it in a place of honor as a reminder to thank God.</li>
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I googled religious stores in my neighborhood, and ended up finding more than I thought I would. Before making the trip, I called to find out if they had ever heard of this. Of course they had, and they had available kits. And by Kit, I mean a St. Joseph statue, along with a prayer and directions on how it works. </div>
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I realize it sounds a bit crazy, but as a woman of faith, I truly believe. And when I find that house, I'm sure St. Joseph will have something to do with it. Keep your fingers crossed for me!</div>
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What happened to July? It feels like this summer has flown by without any warning. Anyone else feel that way? I've been so busy with work, that I almost forgot to enjoy it. Here's a glimpse into my July.<br />
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<b>Beach Day</b>: Ocean Grove, NJ<br />
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My family and I try to always take day or weekend trips somewhere close and not too far. There's so much around NY, that people don't realize and we try to take advantage when we can. We spent the day walking the boardwalk and strolling through a flea market. Sometimes, those are the best days.<br />
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<b>Grand Opening</b>: 5th Avenue<br />
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As you know, I travel every week opening stores all around the country. With our biggest opening this year happening in NY, it was nice to be home for a while. A while meaning a month. I'm not going to lie and say this was easy, but it was such a great experience. Especially seeing what you worked on for the last 8 months coming to life. That's definitely a day I won't soon forget.<br />
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<b>Rooftop Nights</b>: A POVBroadview Panel<br />
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Every month my friend gets a group of working women in NY together to talk about our points of view on how to balance being a woman in the working world. It's really interesting, hearing what other women are going through and knowing I'm not alone. Of course, I don't have kids but listening to their advice and stories are super helpful. It begs the question: Can women really have it all?<br />
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<b>Pool Day</b>: Donut Judge Us<br />
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I don't get to see my girlfriends as much as I'd like because of my travel and work schedule, so this weekend was pretty special. We spent the day in the pool, drinking sangria and enjoying each other's company. We had a chance to talk. Talk about anything and everything. Those donut floats made it that much more fun!<br />
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<b>Happy Birthday</b>: HM.com<br />
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One year ago, we launched HM.com for the first time in the US. It's been such an awesome year and we were so excited to celebrate. We had balloons, cake pops, a cake and champagne! </div>
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It's always a fun night when I get to spend it with my friend Jessica. From college years to life in New York, it's a blessing to have her here. I don't get to see her much but when I do, there's always a memory to be made. This is one of my favorite pictures of us. It captures everything about our friendship. </div>
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-43205303178346250652014-06-24T08:59:00.000-04:002014-08-02T23:23:38.407-04:00The Meaning of Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The first half of 2014 has brought so many ups and downs. I am thankful for every experience, every opportunity and every blessing. After my grandmother passed away, I decided there's more to life than just work, and stress. Every year she would dedicate her time and money to volunteer with a local church in the Dominican Republic. To keep her memory, my family and I decided to keep the tradition. Earlier this month, we headed to DR to volunteer our time. A month before I left, I asked all my friends to donate any unwanted clothes. We ended up heading to DR with 6 large suitcases of clothes. With every donation, there was a great sense of emotion that people were willing to help in the cause. Once in DR, we headed to a small town called Sabana de la Mar, where we fed the poor and handed out the clothes. Clothes that these people would never have been able to buy. It's such an emotional, life changing experience to see how these people live, while we complain about the smallest things. We were bombarded by people who wanted lanyards. Lanyards. Something so small, and so cheap. But to them, it meant the world. Even though they have nothing, they still love life.One boy told me "The meaning of life is to be happy" and I couldn't agree more.</span></div>
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-61035668057116218062014-05-20T17:13:00.000-04:002014-05-20T17:13:04.575-04:00Aloha!As you know, my job requires a lot of traveling. Sometimes that means to traveling to places like Pittsburgh, where someone breaks into my room, while I'm in the shower. Yes, this actually happened. Thankfully I am okay, and nothing was stolen. Other times it's to places like Hawaii. For a week.<br />
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Everything was in great shape and ready for our press party the next night. On my down time I tried to make the best of my time there. I went surfing for the first time, and I must say I was pretty darn good. We went deeper then I thought we would and I didn't fall off. However, the next day my body felt the aftermath. It's really tough on the body. Well, when you're not in shape at least. That night I also went to a luau for the first time. It was awesome. The food was amazing and it was nice to get a taste of Hawaiian culture at the same time. </div>
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The next night was the press party featuring a performance by Best Coast. I was running around trying to make sure everything for the next morning was set. The morning of the opening, I woke up and grabbed my Starbucks. It was bound to be a long day. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">1,200 people lined up for the opening of our first store in Hawaii. Such an awesome experience and proof that marketing works! </span></div>
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Afterwards, I took the next 2 days to relax and really enjoy the island. A local friend I had just met, was kind enough to show me around the island. We started with a hike to Likeke falls. Keep in mind, I am not an active person at all. Yes, I walk a lot but I've never hiked. It was beyond muddy and slippery but it was so much fun! We came upon the waterfall and I couldn't help but think "Is this what life is about?" The water was fresh spring water, clean enough to drink. Then we were off to hike the pillboxes. The views from the top were breathtaking. I can't imagine waking up to that everyday. I truly believe your mood depends on where you live. And if you wake up to that view, there's no excuse to ever be mad. The way down was a project but totally worth it. </div>
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-90156444869507842402014-04-09T17:56:00.001-04:002014-04-09T17:56:08.178-04:00Time Heals AllYou know when people say "life gets in the way"? I never understood that phrase until now. Within the past year, life has thrown me so many curve balls, that I'm still learning how to catch them. About 10 months ago, someone very close to me was diagnosed with cancer. You never know how that word will affect your life until you're faced with it. I never talked about it because it's just one of those things where, when I said it out loud, that meant it was real. I didn't want to accept it. Or maybe I couldn't accept it. As the months went by, so many things went through my mind. "What if I don't get to say all the things I want to say?" "Will she ever know how much I love her?" "How much longer can I pretend to be strong?" Between starting a new job where I travel almost every week, to traveling 4 hours every weekend to see her, it became too much to handle physically and emotionally. I felt myself losing control. It's hard to stay strong in a situation you can't make sense of. After months of making memories, her time had come. I've gone through this more times than I'd like to talk about and even though I'm older, it never gets easier. I always tend to shut people out and not want to speak, because I feel like no one will understand my pain. It's something I can't explain, and I guess in a way I shut you all out too. I've learned time heals all, and I'm on my way.<br />
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-35996190945587968122014-02-13T20:41:00.002-05:002014-02-13T20:41:24.163-05:00A day in the lifeSo today I decided to take a page out of Erin over at <a href="http://www.livinginyellow.com/2014/02/a-typical-day-in-life-work-day-edition.html" target="_blank">LivinginYellow'</a>s book. She wrote a post about what a typical day in her life looks like. Not sure any of you care, but I decided I'd like to share.<br />
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I wake up every Monday-Friday at 5am. Before I do anything, I turn my curling and flat irons on. It's literally the first thing I do. This gives it time to heat up while I'm brushing my teeth and washing my face. Then I wander around for a good 5-7 minutes. I can't really explain that actually.<br />
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By 6:30am I'm walking out the door to catch the bus. However, this morning was a special day. It was what some of us may call the end of the world. I could barely walk. The wind pushed me down twice. Oh and did I mention I was soaked? Yep. That was fun.<br />
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After a 2 hour commute, I finally made it to work. Only to be one of 3 people on my team to come in. Surprisingly, I got a lot done. It was a day full of conference calls and follow ups. And by full day, I mean 5 hours. There was no way I was staying all day, while Armageddon was happening outside.<br />
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After trecking home, it was time to dig out my car. Sorry, I don't have pictures of that, as my hands would have fallen off. Unfortunately, I couldn't get it out as ice decided to eat my car. So what else is there to do, except call your boyfriend? Of course, he came by and saved the day. My car is out, and I can move it now in case you're wondering. By the time I got inside the house all I wanted was the left over Chinese food from yesterday. What? Chinese food is always better the day after. Then it was time to get back to work. Naturally, I laid on the floor and worked with my cup of coffee in hands reach. All while watching ID (Investigation Discovery). That's a completely normal thing to do, right?</div>
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-59784639903621222392014-02-12T17:26:00.001-05:002014-02-12T17:31:18.468-05:00Birthday FestivitiesOkay, so I may be almost a month late on my birthday post but I have a good excuse. I promise! I traveled to Canada (if you're wondering, it was beyond freezing), Mississippi, and Dallas. Not to mention, Superbowl happened. Hope you all caught our David Beckham for H&M commercial!<br />
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Anyway, my birthday plans were low key. Let's face it I'm not 25 anymore. Dinner and a night of karaoke is perfect for me. Not only was it my birthday, but we were also celebrating two of my other friends' birthday too! I had only invited a hand full of friends, because I really didn't want anything big. A college friend (Amber) who had told me she was coming from DC for my birthday, called that morning to say she's not going to be able to make it. I won't lie, that kind of put a damper on my day. I spent the rest of the day getting pampered and ready for our night out. The night started with dinner at <a href="http://www.mezzogiorno.com/" target="_blank">Mezzogiorno</a>. Food was delicious and the company was even better! Afterwards, we headed to a bar where we met up with more friends. While talking to an estranged friend, I felt a tap on my shoulder. There, stood Amber screaming "Surprise!" I was so surprised/happy/excited that I started crying. Yes, crying. It was that kind of night. I was overly emotional. Maybe it's because of the age I was turning (no, I won't mention that number). Maybe it was because I really love my friends. Maybe it was because I have so much going on in my life that not having to think about it for one night was exciting. Or maybe it was because I realized I haven't done many of the things I wanted to do by this age. It's tough to say.<br />
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-12548952678905281662014-01-03T18:59:00.000-05:002014-01-05T11:43:43.799-05:00New Year, New Uh..Okay, let's face it. Every year we say we're going to lose weight, write more letters, save more money, etc. Do we ever do it all? At least I know, I haven't. All over social media, people are proclaiming how great this year is going to be and how they're planning to change their lifestyles. I don't want to judge, but I am. Please stop telling everyone what you're planning to do and just do it. Am I right?<br>
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I've never been one to enjoy celebrating New Years. I've gone out maybe one time on New Years Eve, and living in NY, it's a nightmare to get home. Not to mention it was about 19 degrees out. So I spent this New Years at home watching movies, and enjoying the company of my family. I took this time to reflect on all the changes I've gone through in 2013. It was an emotional year to say the least. A lot of great things happened, and some things went horribly wrong but I learned from it. Hoping 2014 has some great lessons to teach!<br>
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-74369379008382816712014-01-03T16:50:00.000-05:002014-01-03T16:50:43.255-05:00High Five, it's Friday!For the first Friday of the year, I want to start off with some year end pictures, as I spent this week at work and at home. It's hard to believe the holidays are already over and that we're already a week into the new year! I'm working from home today due to 11 degree weather and 10 inches of snow. Thanks mother nature. Unfortunately, I'm sick. Guess that's the price to pay for not going to work today.<br />
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1. A couple of weeks before Christmas, my department at work threw a holiday party for the company. It was Gatsby/20's themed, and it was awesome! Everyone got dressed up for the occasion and it was a hit!</div>
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-6878702941683408452013-12-25T08:00:00.000-05:002013-12-25T09:32:36.176-05:00Merry Christmas!To those of you who celebrate Christmas, I wish you all the very best! I hope you are all enjoying this day with your loved ones. <br>
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Now on to the serious stuff. What Holiday movies are you watching today? I have a list of movies that give me that warm fuzzy feeling, and ones that I HAVE to watch every year. It's tradition! Here's a list of movies I'll be watching today, while cuddled up with some homemade muffins and some hot chocolate. <br>
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#1 Love Actually - I can watch this movie over and over. It never gets old. My favorite story is the Portuguese love story. What's yours?<br>
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#2 Christmas Vacation - Because how could you not watch this on Christmas?! It's a classic! Everyone knows the words to every line of this movie. At least my friends and family do. We're normal, I promise. Aunt Bethany quotes anyone?<br>
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#3 Home Alone - Another classic. It's like being in 1st grade all over again. At least for me! Being home. Alone. On Christmas?! That's some scary stuff for a 1st grader. <br>
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#4 Meet me in St. Louis - Please tell me you've seen this movie? 1944 - Judy Garland. The voice, the setting. Such a great fuzzy feeling movie<br>
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#5 Die Hard - And last but definitely, not least. I may not have mentioned my love for Bruce Willis (shocking, I know) but this 1988 movie is one of my favorites. Set in the midst of a Christmas party gone terribly wrong. Only one man can save them, John McClane. If you have not seen this movie, what are you waiting for? Seriously, watch it now. You'll thank me later.<br>
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What are some of your favorite Christmas movies? Click <a href="http://bit.ly/1kvYY6o" target="_blank">here</a> for a list of the 50 Best Christmas movies of all time.Wishing you all the best this holiday! Enjoy!<br>
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-90853664356117388792013-12-24T09:02:00.005-05:002013-12-24T09:34:32.183-05:00It's Been A While..So it's been a while. 2 and a half months to be exact. So much has happened. I haven't had a full day to relax and/or just do nothing. Those days don't exist in my life right now. I have a job that I love, and I'm able to travel to cities I've never been to. It's been awesome! Since the last time I wrote I've been to San Francisco, Sacramento, North Carolina, New Orleans, Denver, Charleston, Pennsylvania, and West Palm Beach! <br />
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New Orleans has been my biggest opening to date. I arrived at 12am and had to drive from Baton Rouge to New Orleans. All the flights and hotels were booked due to a pharmacutical convention. Finding a hotel was a mission to say the least! Anyway, the next morning I woke up with the worst migraine. I literally could not move and ended up staying in bed until a co-worker brought me Orange Juice and Advil. Worked wonders! By 6pm I was up, dressed, and ready for our press party. The press parties are always fun. You never know who's going to show up! Luckily, I was in charge of the social media pictures, and was given access to the red carpet area = <em>AMAZING</em>! Emma Roberts, Lily Rabe and Sarah Paulson were all there, because they were filming American Horror Story (one of my favs) close by. They were awesome, so nice, and willing to give spoilers!<br />
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Then Blake Lively showed up with a group of kids from the Sunshine kids. She works with them, and had only wanted to show up if she could bring them with her. These kids are all sick with cancer. I've never been a fan of hers but this made me change my mind about her. She was really down to earth. We also had a bar, candy bar, and it was the first store in the US to carry our Home collection! It was an awesome night, followed by an amazing opening the next day. 954 people lined up for their chance to shop at the first H&M in Louisiana! We had a parade and the Mayor announced it officially H&M day. Such a great start to a new career.<br />
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-35388775816425680002013-10-06T22:12:00.001-04:002013-10-06T22:12:48.407-04:00New Places, New Faces<div style="text-align: center;">
It's been 2 weeks since I've started the new job and I'm happy to report so far so great! There's so much to learn but I'm so excited, because I know this is it. This is where I'll be working for a long time hopefully. Two weeks in and I feel like a child beginning to learn. Soaking in everything I hear. It's been pretty awesome. I've already been on two work related trips in 2 weeks! First, was to Miami, where I used to live, so it didn't feel like a change. The next week I was off to California. Unfortunately, as much as I've always wanted to go to LA, I've never been as an adult. With a layover in LA, on the way to Santa Barbara, I took in all the sights, and more. It was slightly emotional for me. Just by looking from the sky above, I know LA is a place I need to experience/live in one day (Hey, I'm still young). Then it was off the Santa Barbara. The views were unbelievable. I kept saying "Wow". The amount of beauty, is exactly what you expect from California. </div>
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The company I'm currently working for is HUGE. There are so many people! In the past 2 weeks, I've met so many new people. New faces, and new names. Trying to memorize who everyone is and what they do is going to be a challenge. The best part? Every single person is nice, and welcoming! It's been a great experience so far...and I'm hoping this feeling never goes away. It's kind of like second nature, and that's a wonderful feeling. This work trip left me with the itch to <strike>move</strike> visit California again sooner rather than later. </div>
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Augenie Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881529544742448309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8762790433093183829.post-69150611973374366172013-09-22T18:24:00.000-04:002013-11-02T20:45:20.067-04:00A Countdown..<div style="text-align: center;">
After <strike>stalking</strike> reading fellow bloggers posts over the past couple of days, I came across Erin over at <a href="http://www.twothirdshazel.com/2013/09/a-countdown-of-sorts.html" target="_blank">Two Thirds Hazel.</a> She came up with this great countdown that I'm going to join in on this week. Ready..Set..Go! </div>
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1. Having Lunch with a great friend, that I can't wait to see!</div>
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2. Traveling to see my grandparents. It's been 2 months, and as I get older, I realize these are moments you may never get back. Time to take advantage. </div>
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3. Starting my new job on Monday! WOOHOO!</div>
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4. My first work trip is on Wednesday to the Sunshine state. Unfortunately, I won't have time to tan. What? I'll be working! </div>
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5. Hopefully, getting to skype with my friendy Nate. Click <a href="http://vagabondingheights.com/" target="_blank">here</a> to read more about his latest adventures! </div>
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1. Glade Plug ins. Don't ask. I love them.</div>
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2. Fresh flowers to add color to my apartment.</div>
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3. A Phillip Lim for Target satchel bag.</div>
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4. I absolutely <b><i>NEED</i></b> these Kristin Cavallari for Chinese Laundry Allure booties.</div>
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1. Anyone who knows me, knows about my obsession with Britney Spears. So as you can imagine with the release of her new single and the announcement of her residency in Vegas this week, I've been in heaven!<br />
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3. Recently, my sister took a trip to Seattle. With my new found obsession with mugs, she got me this mug from the first Starbucks store! Loving it!<br />
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4. Took a stroll on a farm last weekend and came across these beautiful flowers!<br />
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5. On my trip to Target this week, I chose this Revlon nail polish on a whim. Now, I'm in love! </div>
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I haven't completely finished decorating my apartment. Hence, why you haven't seen full pictures yet. But during my glorious days off, I've had a chance to make some new additions.</div>
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First, I desperately needed lamps for my bedroom. The lighting in the room is not so great, and I like things bright. Really bright. I knew I wanted crystal lamps, it was just a matter of shape and size. So on one of my weekly trips to my <a href="http://www.homegoods.com/" target="_blank">favorite store</a> I found a really cute lamp. It wasn't crystal, but had a white base and a beige shade. Notice I said lamp. There was only one. So in hopes of finding the second one in another location, I took it. Then I headed to another location, only to be disappointed. If Home Goods has taught me anything, it's that when you find something you love, you buy it. Right then and there. There's no time to think about it and come back. I ended up returning that lamp, for two reasons. One, I couldn't find a second one, and two, it turns out I didn't even like the lamp that much. I was just so desperate. A few weeks later on another trip to the <a href="http://www.homegoods.com/" target="_blank">homeland</a>, I found beautiful crystal lamps. It was like the clouds had parted, and angels sang "Ahhh" These were <i>the </i>lamps. I'm sure you're thinking "They're just lamps". But to me, they're more than that. It's a sense of accomplishment. The plus? They're 3 way lamps! This week, I also found these peonies and vase which match perfectly with my room. (Obsessed) </div>
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On a little trip to Target this week,(this hardly ever happens) I did some major damage. Lately, I've been really into quatrefoil patterns. I have pillows, curtains and now mirrors that I'm in love with. It's so classic, and clean. Two things that are important to me when decorating my apartment. So while strolling through the aisles, I found these great quatrefoil pattern mirrors. They add a little touch of beauty to my bedroom. </div>
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I also found this gorgeous storage "bucket". I've placed it in the corner of my living room, holding extra blankets and pillows for those cozy winter movie nights. Every time I look at it, I smile. I love great finds! I can't wait for the day where I can decorate an entire house! </div>
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Having this whole week off, has been relaxing to say the least. Today is the first day I've spent an entire day in my apartment. (I've lived here for 3 months). I've been thoroughly enjoying it. Windows are open, candles are burning, a fresh brewed cup of coffee in my hand, with my dog/love of my life sitting by my side. I'd say this is a pretty awesome day. I'm trying to take advantage of having this week off before starting my <a href="http://thisyellowlife.blogspot.com/2013/09/2-week-notice.html" target="_blank">new job</a>. I haven't had much time to spend soaking up having my own apartment. There's so much I want to do as far as decorating and designing, in so little time! I only have 9 months left in this apartment before I a) re-sign the lease for another year or b) buy a house. </div>
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When I first saw my front door, my thought was "I <i>need</i> a wreath!" I've always had an obsession with them. Not sure why. I think it just makes a home seem homier (is that a word?) I've been shopping around looking at fall wreaths for about a month. Now that fall has finally decided to show up (where have you been?, it's almost October), it was time to get a wreath up there! The last couple of times I stopped by my <a href="http://www.homegoods.com/" target="_blank">favorite store</a>, I found beautiful wreaths. One problem, they were $20-$40. I can't bring myself to spend that much on something that will either get ruined in the rain, or blown away in a storm. So I decided to take a trip to The Christmas Tree Shop. There, I found that cute little wreath below for $5.99. Does it get any better than that? This way if something happens to it, I won't feel so bad. It's also really warm and welcoming!</div>
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Then I found Mason Jars for $.89. That's 89 cents! So I bought 2, and filled it with flowers I made. I put the little pumpkin and lantern with it on my window sill. Adding an extra bit of "welcome" to those who visit. Last, I found this <i>AMAZING</i> lemonade scented candle at Target for $2.99 (mind blown). As you know, I love anything yellow. Add in the scent of lemonade, and I'm hooked. I currently have this candle lit, giving my apartment a freshly baked lemon pound cake scent.<br />
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Hoping I get to spend more time at home this week. In addition to spending more time shopping for my apartment. It's like an addiction. One I don't mind having.<br />
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Nothing beats apple picking in the fall. Driving upstate for a fun filled family day is something I look forward to every year. One day of running around, climbing trees, jumping to grab apples. I get butterflies every time. It's the memories I have of doing it for so many years. Getting to pick and eat your own apple right then and there is my favorite part. I probably ate about 8-9 apples. Add in some apple pie <i>a la mode</i>, a cider donut and you have a recipe for diet destruction at it's best.<br />
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Funny story here.. As I waited in line with my green ticket (as the sign says) I notice that I'm the only adult waiting to ride the pony. Yes, the pony. Listen, I've loved horses my whole life. Unfortunately, in New York, there aren't many times in ones life that you get to ride a horse/pony. So I took advantage. When it was my turn, the woman asked a little girl behind me to come up and get on the pony. I quickly realized they didn't know I was waiting to ride. So I said "Excuse me, I've been waiting" Then the "OMG, I'm so sorry" started for a good 45 seconds...As I walked up, I announced myself. "Yes, I am an adult who wants to ride the pony." In the end, I'm really glad I did it. Those 3 minutes were awesome. Hoping I get to ride an adult horse soon. Hopefully next time I won't be ignored. Happy Harvest! </div>
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And just like that, I gave my 2 weeks notice. The very next morning, the offer came through and this time I accepted. Having to resign to a very close friend was the hardest part. Although, I didn't exactly have to say the words to him. He had already known I was unhappy. It was really emotional to think I let him down. And having to say goodbye to people all over again, kind of sucked. However, I respect everyone I worked with and got to hear really great words of wisdom from each of them. One though, stuck out. "Don't worry about anyone else but yourself." Yes, I was upset I may have let people down, but in the end it's about me and no one else. So if I learned one thing from this experience, that would be it. Don't worry about what other people will think/say. It's about your happiness. In the end, it's your life. Thankfully, I'm still young enough to make these mistakes. So here's to a new adventure, and I can't wait to share it with you!<br />
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Remember that <a href="http://thisyellowlife.blogspot.com/2013/08/thank-you-june.html" target="_blank">time</a> when I talked about being offered my "dream job"? Yea, so that didn't work out so well. I had 2 amazing job offers and I was so excited about the opportunity to work with people I had already known and going back to something that I had already known, that I lost sight of what's really important. Not the money, not the people but my happiness. Yes, it's only been two months. But let's be honest..a) this is not the first time I've left a job /started a new job. and b) you just know when it doesn't feel right. Also, for the record, the position was not correctly sold to me. I'm much more than a glorified assistant. Much more than the person who sits back and takes orders. I know my worth. Unfortunately, I didn't know until it was too late. Or was it?<br />
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After two weeks of being angry with myself, I decided to change it. I made a move. One I thought could do no harm. I called the deciding factor in my situation to see if the <i>actual </i>dream job I was too stupid to see from the beginning was still available almost 2 months later. And somehow it still was. Turns out it was made for me. I was just blind to see the one thing I had worked so hard for, for 2 years, was the thing I was meant to do. I don't know what's going to happen from here but I'm sure I won't make the same mistake twice. Wish me luck!<br />
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1. Found these fabulous paisley jeans at Forever 21, and I'm in love!<br />
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2. My childhood dream came true this week! See the <a href="http://thisyellowlife.blogspot.com/2013/08/a-childhood-dream.html" target="_blank">post</a> for more.<br />
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3. Came across this really funny article about social media by Megan Mullally in InStyle's August issue. Definitely try to read it!<br />
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4. Drew + InStyle = Perfection<br />
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5. My boyfriend and I finally had a chance to get some beach time in before the end of the summer. It was beautiful and extremely relaxing. Much needed to say the least.</div>
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The VMA's were always something my sister and I aspired to attend one day. Watching *NSYNC and Britney Spears perform from 1999-2001 was something I knew I'd have to experience! In 2009, that day came. I was given tickets to the VMA's at Radio City Music Hall and watched as Kanye West famously interrupted Taylor Swift. No sign of Britney, *NSYNC or even Justin for that matter. </div>
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The next 3 years the VMAs were in LA, which diminished my chances. This year, since the day I heard the VMA's would be in NY again, I reached out to every contact possible to get my hands on tickets! Then with the worst kept secret (*NSYNC's reunion) in play, there seemed to be more pressure to get those tickets! On the day of, it happened. I was going to the VMA's!! Held at the Barclay Center in Brooklyn, I had to pick an outfit fast! I chose a little black lace number by H&M and Elie Tahari open toe heels. </div>
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Sitting through a live award show, is not that fun with commercials in the mix. There are a lot of breaks and down time in between. When Justin took the stage, I enjoyed myself calmly dancing and singing. When *NSYNC came out I died. The 13 year old inside of me lost it. Screaming, jumping, singing, dancing to the point that my boyfriend did not recognize the person I had become. (This is why I never take him to NKOTB concerts with me) Performing the exact performance and I should add, my favorite performance from the 2000 VMA's was such a highlight. Like a dream come true. Made my night and I'm sure most of yours too! My favorite part was when Justin finally gave the other guys credit for making him who he is today. I was so happy that night. Then...Justin showed up at my job today. Today's lesson? He's smug, rude and not a nice person. So I will be one less person purchasing his album in September.<br />
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I really like Bruno Mars, although I really wished he sang "If I was your man". I can't get enough of that song! I sing it on my way to work, on my way to the bus stop, on my way home. Well you get it. </div>
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By the time Katy Perry came on the entire arena started to leave, so we did too. You never want to be that person stuck behind the crowd leaving a show, trying to get to the train. It's not fun, trust me. All in all it was a great night. One I won't soon forget. Thank You *NSYNC for making my VMA dreams come true. Hopefully next year Britney will too.</div>
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I have always had long hair. Always. Well until that one God awful time I had a lapse in judgement and let my college roommate cut my hair. Curly hair + a bowl cut. Trust me, not a good idea. It took almost two years to fully grow back, and I promised myself I'd never cut my hair shorter than my shoulders again. </div>
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That is until I saw Katy Perry this week. With hair like this.. </div>
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I immediately called my stylist friend. I needed to do something different with my look. I should probably mention that I've never dyed my hair or done anything crazy. So for me, this was out of character. After about an hour of reassurance, my friend cut the hair I had vowed never to cut again. A very traumatic experience for people like me who are afraid of change. When the scissor got close, I froze. This was it. No turning back. And then snip. The sound I wasn't ready to hear. Looking down seeing my beloved hair fall to the ground, then looking in the mirror and realizing he cut shorter than I was expecting, freaked me out just a bit. I came home thinking "what have I done?" "this looks terrible" It was only then that I realized it's only hair. It grows back. AND I needed this cut. It may not seem that much different to some, but it's a huge change for me. I'm still getting used to it, but it does feel refreshing. It's light, healthy and bouncy! So here's to my hair. Farewell friend. </div>
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