I identify as a bit of a paradox: I like order and logic and often times that leads to a great policy or recommendation. On the other hand, if it’s BS after asking why it exists and the owner can’t explain it to my liking, I’m not much of a rule for rules sake person. What rules?

It’s Pisces season in the astrological calendar and I am all in my feelings. As a fellow fish, this time of year feels so me. Along with getting excited for my near birthday, I tend to think deeply about the things I care about.

Whoever penned that phrase, “Do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life,” only knew part of that ideal story. While I do believe in the sentiment, find what you enjoy and do that, get to that top of Maslow, everybody, I don’t think the author knew about the implications on everyday work compliments of COVID-19.

It’s been a week since the American Presidential Staff inauguration and the dust has settled. At least a tiny bit. As folx with a sense of humanity breathed a squeaking sigh of relief – as there is so much work to be done – they also got a show: a fashion show.

I think I did it too. Like a naïve puppy getting its first real scolding, 2021 has hit like a tonne of emotional bricks. See, I knew that it would not be any different aside from the dates changing over, but I think I wanted it to. Pretty natural considering our collective dire situation.

At long last, this dumpster fire of a year is nearly, but a mere day away, from being over. Although it has been brutal - and affected our most vulnerable communities the hardest - like any other secure millennial, I want to focus on what’s to come. No need to rehash why it was terrible, no, let’s look forward fashion friends.

How many of you have been in a line to post or pickup your parcels when you overhear a patron complaining loudly and rudely to a delivery worker? More importantly, does it gross you out or mirror your true feelings? Asking for a friend…

Christmas encapsulates everything I love in life: booze, decorations, family and friends, food, gatherings, gifts, glitz, planned outfits, movies, music, shopping, and years other than this, all of that can happen at a destination of your choice. How good would a beach be right now? I’m looking at you, 2021.

When I first heard the headline that Whole Foods was banning all employees – including staffers above the 51st parallel – from wearing poppies this year I was a bit confused. “Can’t wear a poppy at work?” I asked out loud to the ether. Why?

As I wrap up working as a costumer on a TV show – I started working in January, pandemic paused from mid-March through July, and we just finished filming last week - it’s hard not to get nostalgic. Ten months of time for a four months of work project is a lot. It’s bittersweet: I’m relieved to be done and healthy yet a trifling bit sad to say goodbye.

One of my favourite, semi spaced out states to be in is on my lounger couch under a wool blanket and sparkle slippers, cruising through online resale sites for antique jewelry, designer silk scarves, or for my long standing unicorn Manolo Blahniks while I sort of watch a show on Netflix.

I feel like a broken record every time I indulge in another 2020 oooooof meme but there’s truth to it all too. It’s been a lot. My eyes have been opened wider. Part of that whole eyes wide open thing has been questioning things. A lot of things.