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Career advice: “Chill the f*** out.”

My sister sent me this with the simple comment of “This is so spot on.” And as an ”up & coming career woman,” I couldn’t agree more. 

Reposted from Huffington Post.


Below is an excerpt from Weird in a World That’s Not: A Career Guide for Misfits, F*ckups, and Failures by Jennifer Romolini, Chief Content Officer at

You’ll Suck at Everything the First Time You Do It

That thing you did sucks, but it doesn’t matter: with effort, you can become great at almost anything except maybe (at this point) professional sports. Accept this as reality, stop getting so mad, stop being so mean to yourself, and start working to make it good.

There Will Never Be a Positive Consensus about You

Sometimes people just won’t like the cut of your jib. Sometimes you will say or do the wrong thing, put your foot in your mouth, and cause irreparable harm. You’re human, you fuck up. Don’t fixate on this. Don’t clap back. Learn from the situation and move on.

Stop Vacillating between “I Am Garbage” and “I Am God”

Ground yourself so you don’t crave constant validation, so that every accomplishment or positive reinforcement, every negative comment or rejection, doesn’t redefine who you are. Call your grandma. Do something kind. Think about someone else for a while. That will help.

Chill the Fuck Out

You’re taking work too personally and too seriously, you’re confronting people too much with too much hostility, you’re letting every tiny facet of work get under your skin, and you’re freaking people out.

Stop Treating Your Career Like a Race to the Death Sprint

When all else fails, do a face mask. It’s going to be OK. You’re weird, sure, but you’re better than you think. Sometimes you’re even great.



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On the time Kate Middleton helped me out of a funk. (Kind of.)

I’ve been in such a funk lately. Everyday tasks seem daunting and each passing day without a reply regarding certain projects leaves me feeling more and more hopeless. But I’m trying. And hoping. And so long as those two things are happening, I think I’m going to be just fine… all in time, right?

In the meantime I’ve had time and inspiration to post almost daily on my royal blog, Duchess-at-Large. Writing and talking about everything royal? Hello happiness.

Also! I’ve updated my tumblr! It looks heaps better. Oh! And I’ve been pinning! Whew, that’s a whole lot of nothing too exciting, but every little bit helps keep my wheels turning and that’s the important thing.

And I love sharing it with you. Because maybe your wheels need a little oil to get going and maybe I can help in that? Or maybe you just like pretty pictures (curated, not taken by me)? Whatever tickles your fancy.

Should you be into royals, or anything Kate Middleton related, well I’ve got some posts that you may enjoy.

I wrote about my favorite of Kate’s Royal Tour looks, and of course, my least favorite. (I’d love to know your thoughts!)

P.S. Remember when I went to Copenhagen and fell in love with the Danish Royals? Well, tomorrow is Crown Prince Frederik and Crown Princess Mary’s 10th wedding anniversary. The palace released photos. They’re perfection.

P.P.S. This quote. YES. Yes to this:

I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. If you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no good. -Roald Dahl

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Updates and rambles.

I’ve been swimming in words lately, lapping them up every chance I get. Audio books on the way to work. Reading and writing at work. More audio books on the way home. Reading books about words. Books about books. I absolutely love it. But putting my own thoughts down, letting them trickle out here and there, well that has been rather impossible lately.

It’s most likely because I don’t want to be alone with my own words. My words and thoughts that are scratching and clawing, ravaging to get out. Meanwhile shaking up all my thoughts and shattering the sentences I had perfectly constructed in my mind, ready to compose here.

So here they are. In all their shook-up glory. Perhaps it’s best if I just update you as best I can with the words I have to offer you today…

I started a new job. I love it. I’m a copywriter. I get to be creative all day long and collaborate with brilliant creatives and allow the buzz in the air — the kind of buzz you feel in a newsroom, or perhaps a science lab, anywhere ideas are coming to life — to fuel my soul. It’s the kind of job I dreamt of having. And here I am. Blessed.

I’m in Kansas City, close to family, friends, and the world’s greatest BBQ. I’ve got no gripes on that front (though I ache endlessly for my Munich). But here’s where I am. Right now. Where God had me scheduled to be. On his own timetable.

But, of course, things are complicated. I’ve started accepting that unconventional routes are my soul’s favorite and that, so far, they’ve led me to wonderful adventures. This route is a bit more familiar, but nonetheless new and allowing for so much growth to be had.

And, last but not least, there’s a boy. (There’s always a boy, it seems.) No, I take that back. There’s a man. I say man because he differs so much from the boys of my relationships past. But he’s far away from me (for now) and I’m far away from him (for now) so it makes it a bit more complicated. Where it’ll lead, well, who knows? But I pray somewhere great; somewhere wonderful. All in time, I suppose.

Besides having this song on repeat, I’m just taking it one day at a time. That’s all a gal can do, after all.


Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.
—  Alice Walker, Living by the Word