A twenty-something girl's take on the world.

Too old to know better & too young to give a damn.

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Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.

You truly don’t know what someone is going through, or dealing with (or not dealing with), unless you are physically and mentally walking in their shoes – which is literally impossible – so never pass judgment on any person or situation.

As a typical girl in her mid-twenties would do, I often vent to those close to me about petty problems…bad dates, lack of money, failed relationships, etc.

Never do I harp on the deeper issues that I carry with me every single day. Why burden people with matters that they can’t even attempt to wrap their head around? Those closest to me have no idea what I spar with on a daily basis.

Unless you’ve suffered from a brain injury, you have absolutely no idea what one goes through, so you can’t relate. It’s one of those “if you can’t see it, it’s not real” situations. But, I was recently inspired to share my story by a friend who also had a brain injury and knew we could relate, having gone through similar experiences. She shared with me that no one in her life fully comprehends what she is going through…her friends think she’s just being dramatic. When people minimize what you’re up against, it makes it easier not to speak of it – which i’ve also chosen to do, thus far. So, here it is…this is me being completely vulnerable, which hardly ever happens (unless I’ve had too much wine).

We’ve all had to deal with our fair share of trauma…whether that be of physical injury or emotional damage. Unfortunately, my trauma came in the form of a 4 inch scull fracture.

11 years ago, I had a really bad accident which resulted in a very severe brain injury and a laundry list of baggage. See, what people don’t quite understand is that you don’t suffer an injury like that and recover without being subjected to life-altering changes. It’s been quite some time, so when my accident is talked about today, it’s something we can all look back on and kind of joke about. Well, minus my mom, because I’m pretty sure she still cries about it. BUT, what people don’t realize is that although my bruises went away, my bones healed, my brain bleeds are no longer, the permanent side affects are still very real.

Some days are worse than others, but every day it’s something. The wall of anxiety I am hit with in any given situation trumps the motherload of my struggles. I fumble my words like a drunken sailor. Sometimes, words spill out and I just look up and laugh. In reality, it’s really frustrating and somewhat embarrassing. 99% of the time when I’m talking to someone, they have absolutely no idea I can’t talk, because of my brain injury…they probably just assume I had one too many vodka sodas or that I’m just a mute. This causes me to either not talk or overthink about what I’m going to say and then miss the opportunity to say anything at all. I find myself being really awkward in social situations, because my anxiety takes over. I probably appear standoffish. I’m forced to push myself on a daily basis to break out of my own shell. You name it, I overthink it. I have a strong fear of being closely watched, judged, and criticized by others, due to self-consciousness and furthermore (once again) my anxiety. Patience? I have no idea what that is. The mood swings are killer. The “emotional retard” (for lack of better words) that I have become is somewhat insane. I can go from wanting to pick flowers to wanting to burn those flowers in 0.5 seconds. The lesser of my issues would be that I have minimal to no balance. So, don’t be surprised if I walk into you…more than once…because it’s very likely. My body temperature regulation is non existent – it could be 40 degrees and i’ll complain that I’m hot…or vice versa. My memory is mush…I have to write everything down or i’ll forget. OCD, ADHD, panic attacks? 100%. I would like to blame my resting bitch face on my brain injury, but sadly, I think I was just born with that.

This isn’t a depressing, self-loathing “boo-hoo” for me post…this is an “everyone is dealing with their own shit every single day, so be a decent human being” post. My point being, had I not shared my story just now, you would probably have no idea any of this was happening. I deal with it. That’s all you can do…deal with it. We are all fighting battles that no one knows anything about – small or large. Make the choice. Choose to overcome whatever it is you are dealing with. Recognize the beauty in your flaws. Turn your struggles into strengths. Don’t succumb to the trolls of society. Be positive. Strive to be a better person. Don’t let your problems become who you are.

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The Beginning Of The End: A Beautiful Era


Have no fear, the end is near. That was cringe-worthy corny, but I’m going with it. A week from Wednesday, I will be done school. Three weeks from this Sunday, I will be a college grad. That is both an overwhelming, but wondrous feeling. Is this real life? Someone slap me if I’m dreaming.

As the semester comes to a close and my college career comes to an end, this will be my final post as a student. This last post doesn’t come without a bit of nostalgia, a dose of thanks and a lot of pride. It almost feels like I’m writing my own obituary. I guess, in a way, I kind of am… This is my educational obit. I mean that in the least morbid way possible.

Although I am graduating and leaving this chapter in my life behind, it doesn’t represent the end of the road in my never-ending journey of learning. It’s in our nature, as human beings, to never stop learning. “If you’re not learning, you’re not living.” Side note: You’ve probably heard me refer to that quote at least a dozen times by now.

This semester has been full of trials, tribulations, extreme highs and extreme lows, followed by tears of joy, tears of fear and of course, tears of stress. I’ll spare you the gory details of the miserable lows, but I can’t help but brag about the wonderful highs. I’ve accomplished the unthinkable – at least MY unthinkable.

It’s been a long time coming, but I’ve finally completed all of the requirements to wear that fancy cap and gown and snag that pricey diploma. This semester, numerous professionals recognized me for my “impressive work”. I was honored to accept the 2016 Communication Studies Award in Recognition of Overall Academic Achievement & Program Excellence, which I was nominated for by two of the most impactful professors I’ve had the pleasure of being taught by. I was chosen to be featured in one of Stockton University’s publications for being an outstanding graduating Senior (to be released June 1st). Last but not least, I was offered a job in my intended career field, that I gladly accepted and am beyond excited to start, immediately following graduation!

A message to those of you struggling to cope with the unavoidable change prior to graduation: Relax. All of the emotions you are feeling right now are completely normal. You’re not alone. Change is coming and making that adjustment is easier said than done. Everything takes time and whatever is meant to be, will be. Embrace it – Live it, breathe it, love it. Trust the fact that everything happens for a reason. One day, you will be in the right place, at the right time and everything will make sense. Until then, trust your journey.

“And suddenly you know… it’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.”

A huge thank you to everyone that believed in me, supported me and kept me grounded this semester and for the last five years. You deserve the real MVP award!

*drops mic*


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Welcome To Your Mid-Twenties


I don’t know about you, but I’m nearing the mid-twenties club, and I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel. Should I feel like I have my life together? Should I feel accomplished? Should I have a house, kids, and a real job? Lets be real, I can relate to none of the above; hence, the sleepless nights and minor panic attacks. Facing the truth: I’m not ready to “adult.” Then again, who is?

How I actually feel, entering my mid-twenties:

1. Whether you have a full time job or you’re a full time student, the one big thing about entering your mid-twenties is that you have more responsibility now, than you’ve ever had before.
2. When you’re dating someone older that is actually accomplished and all you’ve accomplished is the highest score on Candy Crush. Does that account for anything?
3. The time of being on your parent’s insurance is slowly dwindling away. Only one more year to get sick before we’re pretty much toast. Better schedule all of those sinus infections for the next 365 days.
4. I’m confronted with a million and one options regarding what to do with my life, but none of them look particularly appealing.
5. This is basically my freshman year of adulthood, so, yea.
6. Anxiety. Lots of anxiety. Can anyone spare a Xanax?
7. One more year until I’m 25. A few more years until a third of my life is washed down the drain. A truly terrifying reality.
8. The gap between where society expects me to be and where I actually am only gets bigger and much scarier.
9. Bills, bills, bills.
10. I can’t eat that; too many carbs.

It feels like just yesterday, I was coming home from Kindergarten (when every day was a half day), plopping on the couch, eating a PB&J (no crust), and watching the afternoon soaps with my mom. Snapping back to reality, just yesterday, I was filling out job applications, organizing my portfolio, all while taking a break from looking at grad school programs. Where does the time go? Literally in the blink of an eye, 24 years have flashed by. After thought: why can’t adults have half days, every day?


24 things I’ve learned in the past 24 years:

1. Sleep is underrated. The older I get, the more sleep I need to function.
2. Take risks. Don’t look back in 20 years and think “what if.”
3. Coffee is everything. Coffee is gold. The end.
4. Spend as much time as you can with your parents. As you grow up, you realize your parents are actually kick-ass.
5. Pizza trumps all. Eat whatever you want, but pizza surpasses anything.
6. You’re always going to have questions, some may get answered and some may not. It’s ok to have lingering, unanswered questions.
7. You’re not always going to get your way.
8. It’s important to keep up with the news. Don’t live under a rock. Be aware of the world around you.
9. On that note, the world doesn’t revolve around you.
10. Don’t speak on a subject you know nothing about.
11. You’re not going to wake up one day and automatically feel like an adult. Although, it’s a nice thought.
12. Don’t take yourself too seriously. No one is perfect.
13. Don’t pass judgment. Again, no one is perfect.
14. Don’t make the same mistake twice; and if you do, learn from it.
15. Always be the bigger person.
16. Never stop learning. “If you’re not learning, you’re not living.”
17. Throw out that crop top.
18. Be careful with who you trust.
19. Good friends are hard to come by; if you find them, cherish them.
20. Be selfless.
21. In retrospect, be selfish.
22. Speak up for yourself.
24. Wine usually solves everything.
23. Have fun. You only live once.

Your twenties are your selfish years. Be yourself. Be open to change. Focus on what you want and who you want to be. Take risks and pursue anything that excites your soul. Don’t be afraid of the would haves and the could haves. Always remain honest with yourself. Believe that everything happens for a reason. Explore all of your options. Make these short-lived years about no one but you. Go after your dreams and conquer your goals. Dream: dream big. Strive for success. Never settle. Let nothing stand in your way. Grow into the person  you’ve always hoped to be.

24 is a pivotal turning point in every mid-twenty-something’s life. It’s a confusing time, wedged between childhood and adulthood, yet it’s also a time full of so much excitement. Long gone are the days of skipping class and making excuses. This is the real world, and although it is slightly terrifying, it’s a thrilling place to be. Here’s to entering our mid-twenties, on the pursuit of happiness!




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A Glass Of Wine A Day Keeps The Giving A Sh*ts Away

Life is a roller coaster, full of up’s and down’s, but the one thing that has always remained constant: wine. Love is great, friends and family are awesome, but a bottle of wine is the one thing that will never break your heart, let you down or annoy the sh*t out of you.

I don’t know about you, but wine keeps me sane, at an unvarying happy medium. Whenever i’m feeling stressed out, all I need to do is pop the cork and grab a glass: Instant relief, complete and utter satisfaction. It takes me to a place of peace, where nothing else matters, but keeping the juice flowing and the glass full.

Wine is my go-to on any (every) occasion. If you’re anything like me, you don’t discriminate: red, white, blush, whatever works. When I drink wine, everything about me gets better; At least I like to think so. There’s something to be said about how much better wine tastes when you feel like your life is falling apart. No matter how minuscule or serious the problem, wine continually saves the day. Bonus: Wine is much cheaper than therapy!

It’s been said that drinking wine may significantly enhance problem solving skills. A study, published in the journal Consciousness and Cognition, suggests that a certain amount of alcohol – enough to make you blow a 0.075 on a breathalyzer, could poke your mind just enough out of focus to be able to explore offbeat solutions to a problem. Whether this poke is helpful or harmful depends on the problem at hand. So, the next time you’re feelin’ the feels, have yourself a tall glass of wine and over-think it.


How much wine could a wine drinker wine, if a wine drinker couldn’t drink wine?

Here are 23 ways to know you’re an all-star wino:

1. You suffer from novinophobia: The fear of running out of wine. The fear is real.
2. Your excuse to drink wine is, “to do crafty things with the corks.” You’re not fooling anyone.
3. You’ve dabbled with playing wine pong, once or twice. It’s what all of the classy and sophisticated people are doing.
4. They say glass, you say bottle: Potato, potahto.
5. People often gift you bottles of wine for your birthday… and Christmas… and Easter. It’s basically the norm.
6. Your family thinks you got separated from them at the town festival, but you really just wandered off to the wine tasting tent and got “lost.”
7. You justify your daily dose by saying, “A bottle a day keeps the doctors away.”
8. You think screw on lids are the greatest invention ever; As they are.
9. Someone asks what your wine preference is and you respond with, “All of the above.”
10. It is your ultimate, dying goal to convert non-wine drinkers. No one likes to wine alone.
11. Your relationship with wine is exactly that: A relationship.
12. Wine gets the first invite to your pity parties. Whine and wine, right?
13. You think the opposite color of white is red. Isn’t it though?
14. You have a shelf, table, or whole room dedicated to your wine; Because whats a house without a cellar?
15. Your glass is always half empty, never half full.
16. There’s no such thing as “one glass.” What’s a wine stopper?
17. You’re constantly defending your drinking habits, by listing all of the health benefits that come with drinking wine.
18. Your favorite isle is the wine isle: duh.
19. Cheese and wine are your two main food groups.
20. A meal without wine is simply breakfast.
21. You’ve broken quite a few wine glasses in your time; Spilt wine is a wasteful tragedy.
22. You save up your carbs throughout the day for wine; Your Priorities are straight.
23. You’re drinking wine, right now.

Honestly, if you can’t relate to any of these, we probably can’t be friends.



Creating an Online Portfolio

If you’re not online, you’re not getting noticed.

laptop-1149412_960_720As a graduating senior, eager to get noticed and excited for the future, it’s vital to put myself out there. We live in a competitive world, full of young and talented individuals with the same objective in mind – to find a job. I am making it my own goal to set myself apart from the competition!

I spent the latter part of my Saturday and a portion of my Sunday morning making an about.me page, as well as starting to create an online portfolio (still to be finished). I want potential employers to have easy access to my work, so they can see what I truly have to offer their organization. Actions speak louder than words, right?

Backing it up a bit, what exactly is an online portfolio? Online portfolios are an easy way for potential employers to view your work samples. Today, the Internet makes it easier than ever to do so. It’s key to include your portfolio’s web address on all job search forums. If you participate in online networking, add a link to your online portfolio for maximum engagement. Having an online portfolio will certainly increase your visibility and presence.

Creating an online portfolio can be easily done with a small dose of time and effort. I always say, what you put into it, is what you will get out of it – that’s with anything in life. Be innovative and do something to impress your viewers – make yourself stand out among the crowd. Focus your page on what you can do and what you plan to achieve. Figure out who your target audience is and make sure your page caters to their interests. I see you sitting there thinking, “Why should I do all of this?”

Four Benefits of Creating a Strong Online Portfolio:

  1. Professional resource to showcase your work

Building a landing page about your personal brand and experience is a creative way to share your expertise with potential employers. It’s a great way to share your unique skills and creative abilities. Websites can be more  innovative than traditional portfolios and are able to be shared with anyone in the world.

  1. First impressions

If a potential employer sees your website link in your signature or on your resume, they’ll likely click on it to see what you’ve built. Seeing you’ve taken initiative to build a page featuring work samples, recommendations and previous presentations will be a killer first impression.

  1. Increased visibility

It should be as easy as possible for hiring managers to find information about you. Creating an online portfolio increases your visibility and accessibility. Having a strong online presence can also ensure the most current, professional, and accurate information about you is available online.

  1. Organization

Having all of your work organized in one place allows you access from any computer around the world. Not to mention, online portfolios are practically a backup system for your files.


The real question is, why wouldn’t you have an online portfolio?


Do it with passion or not at all.

Find your passion and run with it.

passion_feat.jpg Deciding to major in communication, with a focus in public relations, was the best decision I have ever made. Starting in grade school, I always had a desire to write about what I am truly passionate about. Don’t get me wrong, I can write about topics that don’t necessarily fancy me, but it may take a little more time and effort.

I started journaling and really getting into writing all the way back in Fourth grade. To this day, I still have a poem I wrote on 9/11. It’s really interesting to see how far my writing has come, but also to see how much I was aware of at such a young age. Thank God for moms and their motherly instincts to hoard all of our grade school craftings, right?

I love the idea of being able to freely voice my thoughts and opinions, knowing there are other people out there, reading what I write, who can relate to how I feel and can further form a connection and understanding of who I really am. This is the exact reason behind why I started my blog.

I cross-post my blogs on various social media platforms, including Facebook, Twitter and most importantly, LinkedIn. The most recent social media channel I have toyed around with is Google+. I have a little over 300 connections on LinkedIn, so sharing my blog with that particular audience has opened many doors for me. Multiple recruiters have read my blog and in return reached out to express their interest in helping me find a job upon graduation. It’s always nice to have your work recognized and appreciated!

Along with my ability to think creatively, my passion to write has led me to the pursuit of a career in digital marketing and hopefully one day, advertising. I believe writing is a key ingredient in the success of any strong digital marketing strategy. Being able to form relevant and trend-worthy content is vital in any industry. I would like to become more familiar with SEO (search engine optimization) and general analytics, so that I can stand out in this field. When you think about it, advertising is really nothing more than good writing. In today’s digital age, the most important characteristic of effective advertising is simple, yet engaging content.

I am constantly following people in the field of digital marketing and advertising on Twitter, some more influential than others. The groups of people I follow are very diverse. I follow Madeline Haller, Senior Editor at Cosmopolitan, who tweets about humorous everyday events that probably every 20-something year old girl in America can relate to. I follow Matt Bellassai, Senior Editor at Buzzfeed. He represents everything I would love to be. He makes hilarious wine-related videos, tweets whatever is on his mind and worships Beyonce (because who doesn’t). I follow Lauren Berger from Intern Queen, because she is an inspirational person and is very engaging with her followers. I also follow a lot of companies and agencies, because I like to stay up to date with the current happenings and events. Some examples of this are HootSuite, Buffer, Buzzfeed, The Archer Group, Neff Associates, Brownstone PR, 1 Trick Pony, Masterminds and Philly Ad Club.

Ideally, a year from now, I see myself working in a modern day Philly-based advertising agency, but who knows what the future has in store for me! A word of advice for all of you reading this – Never settle for anything less than what you’re passionate about… Just a little something my parents have always instilled in me (thanks mom and dad).

“Life is short. If there was ever a moment to follow your passion and do something that matters to you, that moment is now.”

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The Flight From Hell

anigif_enhanced-buzz-13061-1361985164-6It’s 12:35 on Sunday night and I just got home from the airport, where I de-boarded the strangest flight of my life. Honestly, it was nothing short of a freak show… So much that I feel obliged to tell you all about it.

I hate flying (hate it, hate it, hate it). So, of course, flying alone is practically the end of the world. While i’m standing in line at security for a half hour, I can feel my palms start to sweat and my heart skipping beats.

As I sat at the gate, waiting to board, I felt my heart pounding out of my chest (cue the panic attack). To make matters worse, with all of the nonsense going on in the world, I can’t help but analyze everything and everyone around me… “That person looks like a terrorist” was a constant thought running through my one track mind. Can you blame me? We live in a twisted time.

anigif_enhanced-buzz-32087-1359814665-1Skipping ahead… As I cozied in my seat, I was instantly greeted with a great big smile, followed by a warm hello. Now, anyone who has ever flown recognizes this as a huge sigh of relief. Being sat next to a friendly face, as they invade your personal space for the next two and some odd hours is some what relieving. So, anyway, seated beside me was a much older gentleman and what seemingly was his daughter, as she appeared much younger. The woman fancied the book I had just bought for the flight and ended up recommending some similar reads. I thought to myself, wow, these people are really great… How did I get so lucky? Whelp, how quickly things can change. I looked over to see the two holding hands, but didn’t really think twice about it, because parents and kids do that, right? Next thing I know, they’re kissing… Like, really kissing. Parents definitely don’t do that. I didn’t know what to do, other than turn my cheek and sink down into my seat. If that’s not a stomach churning visual, I don’t know what is. 3o+ year age gaps are tricky (and super uncomfortable).

You know how the flight attendants roll that stupid little rip-off cart down the center isle, hitting your knees, shoving their butts in your face as they serve the person across the isle, the one that sells $10 mini beers and chemically infused banana nut muffins? Well, as usual, they were whippin’ that thing up the aisle and slingin’ those drinks like it was no body’s business. The lady sitting diagonal to me ordered a rum and coke. Within 60 seconds of getting her cup of ice and fixings, she spills the ice all over the plane’s dirty floor. Normal people just clean up the mess and toss it, amiright? Not this lady. This lady was one of a kind. She scooped the ice up off the nasty floor and put it back into her empty cup, before going on to pour her drink. WHAT? Am I seeing things? Did that really just happen? Who does that! At this point, I wanna vom all over.

anigif_enhanced-buzz-21569-1359816565-2.gifI don’t know what’s worse, a screaming baby or a screaming baby’s obnoxious mother. Mind you, it’s a late flight, so most people are trying to sleep. Ok, this kid was probably all of three years old (maybe not even that), so I can understand that he was probably exhausted and hungry and tired of listening to his mom bitch at him (as was I), but after an hour of repetitive screaming, I kind of wanted to smash my head against the window. Although it was annoying, I could put on my headphones and deal. What I couldn’t put up with was his mother slinging him around like a doll… Telling him to shut up and such. Who tells a three year old to shut up? Obviously it’s not my place to tell her how to raise her child, but if looks could kill…

Did I mention the foreign princess sitting behind me who constantly tugged on the back of my seat, someone ripping ass the ENTIRE time and the “comfort” dog who barked for a solid 20 minutes after takeoff and 20 minutes pre-landing? The turbulence? Yeah, that was fun.

I think that about sums it up – Stay tuned for future flights from hell!

PS. Next time, I’ll be sure to arrive an hour earlier, so I have time to hit the bar!

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Whisking Away: Pumpkin Spice & Everything Nice

PUMPKIN SPICECHEESECAKE DIP.jpgI literally white girl can’t even with this recipe right now.

What do you get when you combine pumpkin spice with cheesecake? If you said, “Every basic white girl’s dream dish…” you’re right on.

Yesterday, we had a Thanksgiving potluck at the office and I wanted to make something quick and easy. Between school, interning and work, it’s hard to find time to bake… I know we can all relate. I painfully and endlessly searched Pinterest for the perfect recipe… What’s more festive than pumpkin spice cheesecake dip? The best of both worlds.

It’s super easy to make and it’s the perfect post Thanksgiving dinner dessert… Not too sweet, light and fluffy. I paired the dip with mini Nilla wafers (which worked out perfectly). You could also use gram crackers!

Enjoy! xo



Conflict With the Refugee Crisis.

5805697a04b3540669b53da71160c638.jpgThis Syrian refugee mumbo jumbo has me mind blown. Why would we provide housing and jobs to 10,000 (+) refugees when we can’t even provide that for our own people?

Lets start with local numbers. Statistic show, roughly 12,000 New Jerseyans were counted as homeless last year. What about our country as a whole? Over 578,424 Americans reported homelessness last year. Let that sink in. Now, lets discuss our veteran situation – The brave men and women who put their lives on the line, day in and day out. Nearly 50,000 vets reported homeless. Yet, you all think it’s wise to welcome these syrian refugees with arms wide open? Sure, we’ll give you this, and we’ll give you that and we’ll make ridiculous promises that we can’t keep and then you’ll end up on the streets, too. Does that sound enticing?

ca5707579333ca80e120b6ff3b71701c.jpgIn wake of the most recent events in Paris, what about the thousands of Islamic extremists that are being smuggled into our countries as “refugees?” I hate to bring it there, but it’s the frightening truth. Islamic State extremists are taking advantage of developed nations’ generosity towards refugees to infiltrate our countries. The ISIS gunmen use local smugglers to blend in and travel amongst a huge tide of illegal migrants flooding Europe… What’s next? America? Are we blind and in denial  or just stupid? C’mon!

I’m not a heartless nitwit… I understand these people are fleeing their country, because they’re scared and in danger. I have the utmost sympathy for them. It’s heartbreaking. It’s terrible and horrifying and no one should have to go through it. BUT, how are we supposed to help them when we can’t even help ourselves?

With that being said, why don’t we focus on our problems before we try and fix everyone else’s? Lets fix our home front, first and foremost.

Ponder that, Obama.

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The Mondayest Tuesday ever.

Mondays suck, amiright? You know what sucks more than a Monday? A Tuesday that feels like a Monday. It’s been a while, but I’m back… In full force, nonetheless. Of course, my first post back is going to consist of me complaining about our godawful society (what else is new).


Why is our society so fixated on celebrities? Why is it that any time something remotely traumatic (self-inflicted) happens to a public figure, everyone acts sympathetic and concerned? Are we really surprised that Charlie Sheen is HIV positive? The man spent more money on prostitutes and had more careless sex than we could imagine, so what do you expect, for him to beat the odds? Let’s not even bring up the boat load of drugs this guy blows (pun intended) money on. If you act stupid, stupid things happen. I don’t know (I don’t care), maybe I’m being super sensitive towards the subject, but I don’t feel like we should praise celebrities the way everyone does. There are far more important issues in the world than Charlie Sheen and his mindless mistakes!

Snap back to reality, fools.

May the rest of your week be better than my Monday… I mean Tuesday… Whatever.