How a French Major Thinks.

I admit I have an ugly fondness for generalizations, so perhaps I may be forgiven when I declare that there is always something weird about a girl who majors in French. […] She has been betrayed into the study of French, heedless of the terrible consequences, by her enchantment with this language, which has ruined more young American women than any other foreign tongue.

Second, if her studies were confined simply to grammar and vocabulary, then perhaps the French major would develop no differently from those who study Spanish or German, but the unlucky girl who pursues her studies past the second year come inevitably and headlong into contact with French Literature, potentially one of the most destructive forces known to mankind; and she begins to relish such previously unglamorous elements of her vocabulary as languor and funeste, and, speaking English, inverts her adjectives to let one know that she sometimes even thinks in French. The writers she comes to appreciate–Breton, Baudelaire, Sartre, de Sade, Cocteau–have an alienating effect, especially on her attitude toward love, and her manner of expressing her emotions becomes difficult and theatrical; while those French writers whose influence might be healthy, such as Stendhal or Flaubert, she dislikes and takes to reading in translation, where their effect on her thought and speech is negligible; or she willfully misreads Madame Bovary and La Chartreuse, making dark romances of them. […] This is how a female French major thinks.

Have you ever read something so profoundly true and applicable to yourself that you read it over and over and over again until you could almost recite it back word-for-word?  I have, many times.  Today, it was this excerpt from Michael Chabon’s The Mysteries of Pittsburgh.

A Savory Love Affair.

A Savory Love Affair.At  the beginning of this month, I decided that I would only eat carbs on Sundays. (Disclaimer: By “carbs,” I mean bread, pasta, rice, potatoes, etc. You know, the obvious ones. I’m not that crazy.) That being said, when Sunday rolls around, I want something carb-loaded and delicious.

I scoured the internet for an Italian recipe because, well, why not? Thanks to Martha Stewart and Trader Joe’s, I ate this to-die-for meal last weekend.

Ingredients: Parmesan Gnocchi / Olive Oil / Yellow Onion / Italian Sausage / Garlic / Spinach / Salt & Pepper.

Directions: Cook gnocchi according to package directions. / Heat oil and cook onion in separate skillet. / Add crumbled sausage, and cook until brown. / Add garlic, spinach, salt & pepper. / Cook and stir until spinach wilts. / Add gnocchi. / Plate and enjoy!

What’s a Sundial in the Shade?

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I have strengths.  Those strengths are different than your strengths and my boyfriend’s and my coworker’s and brother’s and my mom’s and my neighbor’s and pretty much everyone I have ever met.  Sometimes these differences are obvious.  When I was a freshman in college, my classmates were way better at science than I was.  They could successfully execute experiments, memorize mechanisms and understand the complexities of microbiology.  I, on the other hand, was much better in my French, Writing and Public Speaking courses, despite the fact that I was a biology major.  They all went on to be incredibly successful in the sciences (think: Ive League, PhDs, and award-winning research), and I took a entirely different path.  My point is this: all too often, our natural talents go untapped.  I spent four and a half years trying (and failing) to fix my shortcomings —  I was never cut out to be a scientist — rather than developing my innate strengths.

American Eagle is really into personality tests.  All employees are required to take the OAD Survey, and my department recently measured our 4-letter formula according to the Briggs Meyers questionnaire.  These are all designed to ensure that I am being coached, questioned and supported in the way that best motivates me.  The most interesting personality test, however, was Gallup’s StrengthsFinder.  The results rank 34 personality themes from strongest to weakest, and disclose strategies for applying your best strengths.  My top 5 strengths came as no surprise to me; it was just never something I took the time to think about.  Had I, my journey would have looked a little different.

  • INPUT.  I am inquisitive.  I collect things and information, and I find many things interesting.  The world is exciting precisely because of its infinite variety and complexity.  I travel to keep my mind fresh.
  • WOO.  Winning others over.  Strangers are rarely intimidating.  I enjoy the challenge of meeting new people.  I am drawn to them.  I want to learn their names, ask them questions, and find common interest.
  • COMMUNICATION.  I like to explain, to describe and to write (she says, on her blog).  I need to bring ideas and events to life, to energize them, to make them exciting and vivid.  I acknowledge that most people have a very short attention span, and I want my information to survive.  I want to capture attention, so I hunt for the perfect phrase and dramatic words.
  • POSITIVITY.  I am generous with praise and quick to smile.  My cup is half full, and my enthusiasm is contagious.  I celebrate every achievement, from big to small.  No matter the setbacks, I refuse to lose my sense of humor.
  • ADAPTABILITY.  I live in the moment.  The future is not a fixed destination, but rather a place that I create with the choices I am making right now.  I am easily able to respond to the demands of the moment, and I expect detours along my journey.  I am, at heart, a flexible person.

It is with these strengths in mind that I tackle projects at work, and even personal relationships.  Each person — and their strengths — are different.  But no matter what, use your talents.  As Benjamin Franklin once said, “What’s a sundial in the shade?”

Hello, Poppy!

Poppy:  A wildly beautiful flower with a delightful red hue.  This color has been making its way into my wardrobe more and more this season, and I thought I’d share just what exactly I’ve been loving.

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  1. This gorgeous pleated tote from Oasis.  Use as an everyday bag, or occasionally as an accessory to a basic outfit.
  2. Poppy Red Topshop nail polish.  And for those who may be wondering, the accent nail is definitely still in.
  3. Vibrant red orange lipgloss by Dolce & Gabbana.  It’s the perfect time of year for a bold and playful lip.
  4. A Dorothy Perkins hair bow.  There is nothing wrong with channeling your inner 6-year-old self.
  5. This Marc by Marc Jacobs Small Candy Turnlock bracelet.  Wear your heart, and this chunky accessory, on your sleeve.
  6. A striped beach hat from Loft.  A must for those lazy days spent on the boat.
  7. Comme des Garcons Red Eau de Toilette.  Sometimes, there is nothing wrong with smelling like the boys.  This is one of those times.
  8. This botanical statement necklace by Amrita Singh.  It’s not news that eye-catching  necklaces are in style right now, and this one is just lovely.
  9. Some curved arm sunglasses.  Okay, so maybe these are a little overboard, but have some fun with this colorful accessory.
  10. Kate Spade La Pavillion iPhone Case.  Techcessories need some love, too.

Summer is quickly fading into fall, but that doesn’t mean this color is fading out of style.   Poppy is here to stay.

In With the Old.

Out with the old, in with the new.

My friend recently purchased a new Mac. It’s sleek and fast and reminds me of everything I love about ever-changing technology. But when he told me his computer didn’t come with a CD drive, I was shocked. So you can’t make mix CDs for road trips?! Naturally, he responded, “Do people still make those?” I definitely still make them, but I understood his point.

Technology is ever-changing.  I can’t say that I necessarily miss floppy discs or the Walkman, but today, I fell in love with two technological antiques.

I went to the EN Miller Antique Mall, a four-story treasure-filled building by the railroad tracks in Verona. After only 10 minutes, I stumbled upon an old Polaroid Land 95 camera. This model was the first commercially distributed in the US, sold to the public beginning in 1948. Over 60 years later, I found one in pristine condition.

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My next find of the day was a Hermes 3000 typewriter. Paillard, the company that created the Hermes, originally manufactured music boxes in the early 19th century. Their first typewriters were launched in 1933, and the 3000 was made available to the public in 1958. Many typewriter aficionados consider this a dream machine, coming in mint or ivory colors. I had to agree.

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It is our appreciation for old technologies that makes the latest and greatest toys of today so exciting. So today, we changed the old adage. In with the old, in with the new.

Best Escargot In Town.

Best Escargot In Town.

Francophile: (n.) an individual who has a strong positive predisposition or interest toward the government, culture, history, or people of France. This could include France itself or its history, the French language, French cuisine, literature, etc.

That word describes me perfectly, especially when it comes to French cuisine. Having studied French for over 10 years, and spending a small amount of time in Paris, I consider myself to be French food snob. (Probably unreasonably so.) But I just could not bring myself to eat escargot. I mean, come on… it’s a snail.

That changed two years ago, when I was sitting across the table from my aunt in a restaurant in Baltimore. (I can never remember if it was her rehearsal dinner or her reception, but I do know that her wedding was involved in some capacity.) Her appetizer smelled delicious, like a hearty butter. She offered me a bite on her escargot-sized spoon, and the rest was history.

My adoration for this cuisine has followed me back to Pittsburgh, where I have been searching for the best escargot in town. I found it at Paris 66.  I decided on this restaurant after some great reviews from our friends, and I quickly ordered their Escargot Bourguignon. My date wrinkled his nose, as I once had, but I promised him that those little soaked snails would win him over.

They arrived at our table on an indented metal tray, dripping with garlic, parsley, and anis butter. I devoured one instantly, but noticed he was still apprehensive. After a little coaxing, he bit one in half — an escargot no-no — and swallowed. Unlike me, he didn’t immediately fall in love.

Too bad for him, more for me.

(Photo by Taste of Pittsburgh. Read her review of Paris 66 here.)

Bag Lady.

ImageI have never been a girl to go googly-eyed over a bag.  That is, until this past Thursday.  I was vacationing with the women in my family, and unfortunately, Mother Nature was not on our side.  Walking outside for more than five seconds left me absolutely drenched from head to toe.  Since soaking up the sun was obviously out of the question, we decided to do what we do best: shopping.  As I perused the racks of one of my favorite stores (South Moon Under), I saw it.  The most perfect summer bag.  With its neutral color palette and quiet metallic details, I knew this clutch had to be mine.  Like many women, I am guilty of over-packing.  At any given moment, you could find 10 writing utensils, 6 bobby pins, roughly $3.72 cents in loose change, and bonus cards that I never use floating around in the black hole known as my purse — but no longer!  The small size forces me to trim down to the essentials, while allowing me to stay on top of this summer’s hottest trends.  The best part?  A detachable chain shoulder strap allows this gem to be converted into a versatile cross body bag.  SCORE.  I’m in love.

Fourth of Julancer.

Fourth of Julancer.

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Voluntown, Connecticut. Population: 2,603. Last weekend, we added 8 to that number, and spent our Fourth of July weekend at my Uncle Peter’s lakehouse. 18 hours of travel and three blissful days of boats, lobsters, beer, and Miley Cyrus filled each of our souls with happiness and laughter. Thanks to my incredibly talented friends, I have these pictures to share with you, to give you just the smallest taste of the beauty we surrounded ourselves with during the holiday weekend.

Long Days.

Today is my hump day; the midpoint of my work week.  In typical fashion, stress is high, deadlines have come and gone, edits are still rolling in, and it’s been a really long day.  When this happens, as it usually does in the middle of every week, someone from my team will send out an inspirational (and often chuckle-inducing) email to lift our spirits.  In the past, these emails have included Miley Cyrus memes, commercials starring speaking camels, etc.  This week, my boss toned down the entertainment and instead, sent us a link to this video, accompanied by the following message:

I know this is really sappy, so don’t watch this until you have slowed down to appreciate it.  But I feel like this song is very appropriate.  You should listen to this song after you clock off tomorrow.  Have a happy holiday weekend, and thanks for all the support.  We have a pretty cool team…

Sometimes we keep a stiff upper lip and figure out how to deal, because we have no other choice.  Other times, we have to let ourselves break.  We are almost there!

I clearly do not follow directions, because I clicked on the link immediately.  What came next, I just had to share with you all.  Enjoy this reminder that long days don’t last forever — it’s only a day.

The Value of Solitude.

ImageThere is a certain social stigma toward solitude and introverted personality traits; however, I often find myself looking forward to weekends without any plans to be social.  Don’t get me wrong, I adore my friends and the adventures we get ourselves into, but my oh my is “me time” good for my soul.

My creativity flows freely.  When I am alone in my house, I’m also alone in my head.  I redecorate everything I can get my hands on.  I start reading as many books as I can get my hands on, including this one.  I doodle.  I head to the kitchen and test-drive new and interesting recipes, like this one.  I am free to do whatever my heart desires, and it’s a happy feeling.

I can slow down and recharge.  In the solitude of my home, I don’t feel guilty about taking naps, long showers, and lighting every candle I own.  I can come and go as I please, and in stark contrast to the hectic schedule of my work-week, I don’t have anyone to report to or any deadlines.  It’s calming.

Reflect on life.  It’s my time for soul-searching.  Am I happy with where I am in life at this very moment?  What do I want to achieve that I can begin right now?  Have I made the best choices for myself?  What do I need to work on?  I am able to put my life into perspective.  When I’m not happy with something, I can work out a plan for change.  It’s difficult to take stock of these things when I’m constantly on the go and surrounded by others.

There is time for my guilty pleasures.  (Read: The Bachelorette and my Alanis Morrisette playlist on Pandora.)

Serious focus improvement.  At work, when it is most important for me to stay focused, I can’t. I’m easily distracted by the candy bar or the occasional adorable puppy that is prancing around the office.  The second that my intern asks me a question, my mind darts in the opposite direction of the work I had just been doing.  But being on my own is like a heavy-duty Adderall.

So take a day, or a weekend.  Make no plans.  Recharge.  I promise you it’s worth it.