jump!

There are soo many talented people that just lack motivation.
They stay in their fishbowls & stare out at the world around them.

Critique, complain, procrastinate.


I say, just get your hands dirty already...

& JUMP!

BAN the Plastic Bag [!!!]

Alright, so...
I know I normally write on here about myself & nothing but myself (so help me God).
BUT there is a cause Im trying to support right now:

Banning the Plastic Bag in Toronto
I know the odds of this happening across the board are pretty much Zer0, but I'd at least like to get some stores involved & get people to start thinking about their consumption.

There are a few clients that Im going to be working with that I know would be interested in some cross-promotion as well... & where there's cross promotion there is money & publicity [&parties]

The problem is, as of right now, there is no official organizations trying to do this in Toronto right now & I by no means have the time to launch a not-for-profit on this capacity. I am however willing to help.

If you or anyone you know is interested in this cause & has some spare time tell them to contact me asap. If you dont know my number you can reach me by commenting on this note.

fyi. Just because this is a NFP organization doesnt mean free work, this person will make some money but it will also be hard work (with me!). Tasks would include some of the following:

Helping write a proposal to get Government grants
Sourcing & working with a graphic designer on the logo & website
Tracking signatures on the petition
Sourcing the cheapest organic bag supplier
Garnering sponsorships (major corporations, designers, media, etc.)
Acting as the official spokesperson for media interviews & events
Working with City Councillors

Let me know if this is something you'd like to get involved in & please pass around my plea as well.

Thanks sooo much guys!

ps. I think we should call the organization Terminating Bagging.
for short: T-BAGGING!
OH SNAP! im brilliant!... ok, maybe not.

pps. there is also a facebook group started by another girl im now working with.
You can find this here: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2377287734

j♥b

An excuse for a Chanel tweed? perhaps...

I was recently offered a job, a very very corporate job. I have to admit, the offer was tempting. There are many perks to the corporate life... great paychecks, water-cooler banter about last night's episode of 24, free pens...
but perhaps most noteably the opportunity to bust some serious gitch. Do a sort of Dior Homme for Femme kind of thing...
Crisp dress shirts with mini-collars to elongate the neck, tailored blazers and streamlined pants, skinny ties and lime green bowties... the click clack of louboutins from the elevator to your desk.
And the paychecks might even help you to legitimize purchasing that unreasonably beautiful scarf you've had your eye on since the air became crisp, who knows?
But lets call a spade a spade people. Corporate life leads to suicide. It also leads to the death of creativity.
... and with the death of creativity comes the death of everything i hold dear.
But I have a question! How much sex is had in these offices? I feel like theres a lot. Bare asses getting accidently photocopied during mid-day trysts... perhaps I've been watching too much channel 566.

Anyways...

Sucking up to/on 60yr old republican corporate men is so not on my agenda. Although the allure of the easy peasy corporate life was appealing for a few moments, its just not for me. Now don't get me wrong not all corporations are bad, not at all... the ones who promote their employees and encourage creativity are awesome. So, I will bide my time until I end up in a happy place even if the paychecks are smaller and not necessarily conducive to Hedi Slimane.

At least I wont be stuck under a desk trying to get a bonus. (cough, amanda, cough... kidding♥)

oh yes, i have forgotten to tell you. i am not going back to school in the fall. if i do not find a job i like by then i might wander off somewhere warm... you never know do you?

“Nobody goes to Los Angeles. L.A. is where you end up.”
-Izzy Stradlin'

xoxo
a.

emphasis on 'broke'...

So after purchasing a piece of vintage louis vuitton luggage today (c.1920)...
and blowing the rest of the money left in my chequings account at urban outfitters...

the time i hate most is finally upon me...

the time to get a job.

i am not going out this evening because i am THAT poor. this will continue until thursday (13mins from now) when my "paycheck" comes. but realllyy.... its barely enough to sustain my veganism.

So kids, if you see me out in the next few days... drink tickets, drink tickets. think of me. and remember, i love you.

xoxox.