Where does the time go?

Holy cow — it's already June!  That means I haven't blogged for a really long time.  I should probably not bore you with excuses including my inability to figure out what to write about (do I get really personal or do I keep it light and superficial?) and the fact that I have a bunch of open side projects (two of which require me to write…a lot).  And even then, despite leaving my personal blog out in the cold, I still haven't been able to get all that side stuff done.

I manage to get my obligations done, thankfully.  Work is a solid 10 hour block of my day.  I say 10 hours because of my commuting time (about 45 minutes each way, so I round up to 1 hour).  I make it a priority to shower and I've been able to optimize that down to 25 minutes, though that can go longer if I need to wash the thick waves of curly hair that spout from my scalp.  Most days of the week, after getting ready for work, I'll sit and watch the news while eating my breakfast.  Then in the evening I like to prepare dinner because eating out is expensive.  I'd say there's probably an hour and 1/2 spent eating or preparing food outside of the work day.

So when I'm not washing my hair, that leaves me 12 hours of time.  But then you have to take into account sleep.  A lot of people say you don't really need it (ie: "sleep is for the weak" or "I'll sleep when I'm dead") but I have to disagree.  I'm a lot more likely to be in a bad mood if I don't get the optimal amount of sleep, which for me is about 7 hours.  So, if I am good and get to bed at a decent hour, I have 5 hours or so to play with each day that are just mine.

In those 5 hours, what could possibly pull me away from the things I need to do?  For one, human interaction.  A phone call with my sister.  Perhaps a movie watched at home with my boyfriend.  Or maybe I just want to paint my nails (I will have to write a separate blog about how much money I've spent on my nail polish collection, but I digress).  And on some occasions, such as today, I have plans that have me heading back on the train to go downtown and meet up with a friend of two.  I love my family and friends and as a result, I am willing to give up a few of these precious 5 hours to enjoy their company.

And then there are things like: cleaning, freelance projects, buying groceries, waiting in line at the drug store.  All of them start to add up and deducting from my handful (literally, one hour per finger!) of hours of free time.  That said, I'd rather be busy and have great ideas that I will one day get to, than the inverse of that.  Someone (most likely a teacher) said "if you are bored, then you are boring."  So I take comfort in knowing that, with all the junk I have going on, I must be far from boring!

The High Cost of a Low Price

Everyone (well, mostly everyone) knows that there's no such thing as a free lunch.

When it comes to low prices, I've learned the hard way that sometimes you get what you pay for.  The adage is true: if it looks too good to be true, it probably is.

I remember when I moved into my first real apartment post-college.  Unlike a lot of my peers, I had to pay for all of my initial expenses myself, with support from my boyfriend who I would be living with.  At the time, I worked for a nonprofit organization (for those that don't know, that's code for "not getting paid much") and he worked in theatre (also an industry where low salaries are not surprising).  This meant we had to get creative about how to spend money on furnishing an apartment.  Luckily, the apartment wasn't very large so there wasn't too much to buy.  We were also very fortunate that bed bugs were not widespread then; many of our furniture pieces then were found objects of unknown pedigree.

Though I tried very hard to find one on the street, nobody was getting rid of a pine wood antique chest of drawers like I desired for myself.  Some things just don't come easy.  Seeing no other way of affording a place to put my clothes, I ordered a filing cabinet made of particleboard that would happen to be large enough for my clothes and fit in our small bedroom.  For a short time, it did the job.  Until one morning, I was getting ready for work and the thing just crumbled.  If you can imagine a dresser imploding and collapsing upon itself, that's exactly what happened.

Now imagine this happening as you are trying to stealthily get ready for work while your boyfriend, who works evenings, is still trying to sleep.  Uncomfortable, annoying and totally frustrating, but it taught me that valuable lesson that sometimes paying more is actually worth it.  By the way, after that experience, I purchased a solid pine dresser for a large sum of money that I still use to this day.

I've noticed that, in this precarious economy, getting a good deal is huge.  In the past couple of years, flash sale websites like RueLaLa and Gilt Groupe have emerged and carved out a niche of offering high fashion looks for more affordable prices.  More recently, websites like Groupon and Living Social (and countless others) have gotten into the deal market letting you pay a lower prepaid price for services or goods.  In fact, even Facebook is starting it's own version of this (Facebook Deals) which is currently being tested in select markets.

When it comes to Groupon and Living Social, in particular, it seems pretty straightforward.  It's very similar to movie ticket vouchers; essentially, you purchase a voucher for a service or product in advance at less than full price to be used at a later date.  And again, like movie ticket vouchers, sometimes there are exclusions and restrictions.

For those of us accustomed to hoarding coupons (I'm not into extreme couponing, but I know how to get a good deal on clothes from time to time), the idea of restrictions is nothing new.  However, when it comes to online deals, it isn't the restrictions that are the problem.  From personal experience, I've found the problem is that either restrictions are not made clear or the retailer is not prepared for the influx of new business these deals may generate.

A friend of mine recently purchased a voucher for a night of karaoke and free pizza.  She called the location to make a reservation and, despite calling many times and leaving messages, she never got a response.  A voucher deal will not help your business if the new customers it attracts are left with a bad taste from the lack of conscientious customer service.

Similarly, I recently purchased two deals.  One was a magazine subscription for a popular women's magazine.  The second was a voucher for a wine shop in my neighborhood where I could purchase lots of wine for half the price.  Both deals have been less than ideal.  The magazine subscription delivered out of order for the first month but seems to have finally gotten on track now.  Meanwhile, the wine voucher was doomed from the start.  The deal site was unclear about what was or wasn't included in the voucher; this required several emails to purchasers (like myself) to offer a refund if this was unsatisfactory.  I thought this was a great effort by the deal site though; it showed that they were not intentionally misleading, but severely absent-minded.  Today I decided to redeem this deal as it's Mother's Day weekend and I'd like to bring a bottle of wine up to some of the festivities that are happening.

My boyfriend and I went to the wine shop near our house and gathered a selection of bottles.  The wine shop has an area near the entrance labeled "specials" where they feature many lower-priced wines.  We made sure to avoid this area as the voucher explicitly stated "no specials."  However, upon getting to the checkout counter, we are informed that many of our selections were indeed "specials."  Only at the counter were we informed that all prices ending in "7" were "specials."  And in fact, some of the bottles near the entrance labeled "special" were not in fact specially priced.  In order to make use of the deal, we had to gather some new selections and bring them back to checkout where we had to wait in line again.  This was a bit annoying, but reminded me that deals sometimes are not as good as they seem.

But what really bothered me was when we got to the checkout employee.  She had no idea how to handle the voucher I gave her and had to call over a colleague.  This to me signals that the store perhaps did not put much thought into the deal.  All of their staff should have been trained to expect lots of these vouchers and thus know how to input them into their system.  Over time, I've learned that being prepared is so instrumental in how others perceive you.  For a brand, this is huge.  And considering that a deal is used to bring in new customers, you want their first interaction to be positive so they will come back and also be an evangelist for your brand, recommending your product or service to others.  As many folks know, you only get one chance to make a first impression.

However, sites like Groupon and Living Social are also making a first impression with consumers.  If every time I purchase through one of these sites, I get a raw deal, chances are I will stop purchasing there.  And in fact, if location-based services take off, deals can be offered instead to everyone who checks in to a location or perhaps location-enabled users who are within range of the establishment.  There are lots of ways to engage customers and get them to try your product or service but at the end of the day, you want to retain customers and it seems the best way is through clear, consistent messaging and providing excellent customer service.

Captured: Hazy Shade of Winter

Ice Shards

I was born in the summertime.  My ancestors lived in warm weather nearly year round.  This leads me to believe that I am not built for cold weather.  However, being born and raised in New York City, I've adapted to some cold.  I have learned how to layer up and prepare for most temperature ranges.  That said, the winter always takes me by surprise.  I always find myself saying "This winter MUST be colder than last year!" even though that's probably not at all true.

Instead of spending too much time complaining about the weather, I've decided to celebrate the beauty in the cold.  With my camera in tow, I've been wandering around the snowy city (and surrounding parts) ready to capture what fills some folks with joy, but just makes me wear tights under my jeans and long-sleeve tees under my dresses.

I found I do best when the weather is cold, the winds are still, and the scene is drenched in sunlight.  But I still desperately long for spring.  I'd love to wear a jacket and not a coat.  I would also very much enjoy not wearing double socks and being able to walk out of the house with wet hair without the fear of icicles developing at the ends of my curls.

So with baseball's spring training just around the corner, I've decided to share a set of photos dedicated to celebrating winter.  I'd like to think of this as a indefinite moratorium on winter, at least until this time next year.

Just the Geese and Me

Slush

Thawing in Chunks

No Time for a Picnic

Stormy

Mounds of Snow

Snow Flurries

Mentorship in the Age of Instant-ity

Quite a few years ago, I had a conversation with a colleague about mentorship.  She mentioned that she didn't mind being a mentor but found it exhausting and often not worth her time.  Then, I was younger, looking for guidance and surprised by her thoughts.  Now, I understand her meaning.  Let me explain.

I believe information should be free and that knowledge is power.  Currently, we are in the age of "instant-ity"; you can get most information you need pretty easily from the convenience of your cellphone, laptop or even television.  Thus it appears that information is, for the most part, free and that you can wield power over your own existence through the knowledge you've obtained via this information.  But this is where the problem lies, and ultimately the disconnect between generations lately.

There is a lot of information sharing, but very little knowledge gathering.  Or, to put it in simpler terms, there are lots of clear highways but people are still not getting to their desired destination.  To put it into even more context, think about this: we have numerous ways to contact people (email, text, Facebook, Twitter, whatever) and yet we still have problems connecting.  It's not the medium, it's the message.  The information is out there, and it always has been, but folks are not reading the message.

Because it is so easy to get the information, there is a perception that then the next step is just as simple.  The truth is, it isn't.  So when my colleague said that mentorship was a waste of her time, it wasn't that she did not want to be helpful.  She wanted to be helpful, but to people who wanted to be helped.  She wanted to assist someone who had done her due diligence and research.  Not someone who felt entitled to her assistance.  Someone who believed that emailing a stranger to ask them an in-depth question (instead of first looking it up and exhausting all other resources) was enough.

Interestingly enough, when I was younger, I didn't really understand this.  In truth, I think it is because I didn't really have much to offer and so no one ever approached me in that manner.  (And perhaps partly because of the work ethic instilled in me by my upbringing, but that's a story for another day.)  Quite a few years later, this exact scenario has played out in front of me.  I've been asked questions that have enraged me, mostly because I spent X number of hours looking up the possible solutions and even then, my solutions are just that: possible solutions.

Lord knows I don't have all the answers.  Nobody has all the answers.  If you try to Google something really obscure, you'll find that even Google doesn't have all the answers.  But you need to get to that point in order to really obtain some knowledge.  And honestly, you'll gain a great sense of pride, along with many, many peers (many of whom may eventually become your mentors) when you fully understand that there is no easy answer.  Unfortunately, there are no substitutes for smarts and a bit of elbow grease.

Notions on Sewing

With no major plans to travel this holiday weekend (read: Christmas and surrounding activities wiped out my expendable income), I decided to catch up on useful things — like sewing.  As I've mentioned before on this blog, I took a sewing class a little while back in the Garment District here in New York City.  For Christmas, Anthony decided to get me my very own sewing machine so now I can continue my hobby (and hopefully get somewhat better at it).

Upon first getting the sewing machine, I tested it out with some scrap fabric just to make sure it was functioning (after all, you don't want to throw away the packaging if the item doesn't work).  However, I hadn't really used it since Christmas.  I decided that my first test would be to hem a pair of jeans.  I purchased these jeans which were supposed to be good for ladies with curves (like me!) but I bought them in the wrong inseam so they were way too long for me.  They also sit a little higher than I prefer when it comes to jeans so if I messed them up, it wouldn't be too big a deal.  Hooray for low standards!

I started to work on these by ripping out the existing hem.  I have a seam ripper from when I took my sewing class but one also came with my sewing machine.  Seam rippers are a lot of fun in that "ooh, I'm destroying something, but not really" kind of way.  I then figured out where the real hem should go and marked it with some chalk.  Everything was going pretty well until I got to the pressing part.

Most sewing relies on pressing, which is basically ironing.  This is something I didn't really know about when I set out on trying to learn how to sew.  I actually hate ironing.  It's tedious and terrible to do when you have a terrible iron.  When I realized my iron was terrible, I decided to invest in an upgrade.  I got a Shark which works really well — it generates a lot of steam, even standing up, and it's got a little stopper so the water for the steam doesn't fall out (you don't know how many times I spilled the water out of my old sewing machine because it didn't have one of these!).  Though I have a much better iron, pressing a garment is still somewhat annoying.  And apparently, if your iron is too awesome at producing steam, you will cause water damage to your coffee table — despite your efforts at putting several layers of towel down.  Take it from me, get yourself an ironing board if you are going to be pressing.  I still haven't purchased one, but that's just because I'm cheap.

Once you've got the garment pressed, you can pretty much jump to sewing — finally!  This was the part I was waiting for and was really excited about, until I remembered I was sewing on denim.  Denim is a tougher fabric, especially when it is folded over itself multiple times.  My machine didn't want to go backwards on 4 layers of denim and it told me so by splitting the needle in two parts.  Thankfully, sewing machines come with plenty of extra needles, just in case that happens.  I'm glad that I learned how to change the needle on my machine though.  I feel more or less like a veteran of the sewing game.

At the end of my little battle with the machine, I emerged with a hemmed pair of jeans!  There are two projects that I'd like to take on next.  One project is to create a tote bag with a pattern I received in sewing class.  I'm hoping to be able to use an old pair of jeans as fabric for the outside and maybe I'll use some silk I purchased for the lining on the inside, depending on if I have enough.  The other project I'd like to work on is a dress I purchased from a sample sale not too long ago.  I found that the hem on the dress is far too long for me and that I'd like to raise it some.  I am pretty confident that I will be able to accomplish it now that I've already take the first step into altering my own clothes.  Wish me luck!

Why The Beatles on iTunes is Important

Yesterday, Apple (Apple Computer, the company behind my beloved iPhone) changed their homepage to read that on Tuesday November 16th, a big announcement was coming from iTunes.  Over the years, Apple has made lots of big announcements but usually they are pretty easy to forecast.  For example, around "back to school" season, Apple usually has a music event where they'll release new iPods and refresh iTunes software.  This big announcement, in the middle of November, was not really in keeping with Apple's usual release cycle.  My first thought: The Beatles must be coming to iTunes.

The Beatles on iTunes

Screenshot of Apple.com announcement of Beatles on iTunes

And turns out, I was correct!  The Apple.com homepage changed to reveal that The Beatles have officially come to iTunes.  The new content available for purchase on iTunes now includes the fab four's 13 studio albums as well as video content (concerts, commercials, and etc).  As a big Beatles fan, I'm really happy to see their catalog added to iTunes; but truthfully, it's far more important than just making me happy.  A lot of folks on the internet (well, in my twitter-verse at least) are making noise about being somewhat disappointed by this announcement.  It's actually a really big deal for The Beatles' members and their estates, as well as a big deal for Apple Computer.  However, it's a much bigger deal for music history.

You see, right now, we live in an era where folks don't discover music through the radio.  Radio is mostly dead as I knew and loved it.  Kids today are discovering music through advertising and placement on television.  I can't tell you how often I've heard, "the song from Glee" instead of "Don't Stop Believin'" by Journey.  Clearly, people are learning about music in new ways.  The Beatles, in order to maintain their legacy, need to adapt and be available in these new outlets.  I'm glad they finally have.  The Beatles Rock Band game exposed tons of people to their music.  Now, their catalog on iTunes will expose more of the younger generation to their music.

This deal sets a precedent.  That at the end of the day, old media MUST adapt if they want to continue to have some relevancy.  Times change and, if you don't want to be forgotten (and make some extra money, to boot), you need to change too.

Dia De Los Muertos

Rick Grimes (Andrew Lincoln) in Episode 1, Photo by Scott Garfield (c) TWD Productions LLC, All Rights Reserved

I'm not really into zombies but this weekend I decided to give The Walking Dead on AMC a try.  My boyfriend, who is more or less a walking encyclopedia of horror films (and cinema, in general), had read the graphic novels and watched along with me.  His impression of the show was that it was greatly marketed but poorly paced.  He also mentioned that the pilot episode gave away major plot elements too quickly.

Because this will most likely be on demand and replayed throughout the week, I will make sure not to give away any plot elements in my assessment.  But in short, I think I need to give it a second week.  Pilots are always tricky things to get right so that you give away enough to pique interest but not too much that no other episode lives up to that pilot.  That said, I think this pilot tried to rush and fit in a lot of little details in a short amount of time.

I'm of the belief that the shows that have been the most successful have become successes due to the strength of their character development.  In The Walking Dead pilot, the characters were not quite as fleshed out as they could be.  We got a snapshot of a lot of different people, but it would've been great if the show dove a bit deeper into even one of those characters or their relationships with each other PRE zombie apocalypse.  In particular, I hope they do something better with the female lead.

Lastly, I didn't really get a great sense of how much time had passed in the first episode.  While not incredibly important, it does inform how the characters would react to certain events.  I'm looking forward to getting more information in the second episode that will, hopefully, clear up a lot of the concerns I had with the pilot.

Untitled by Pip Johnson, some rights reserved

Finally, speaking of the dead, in some parts of the world folks are celebrating Dia De Los Muertos (Day of the Dead) today.  Traditionally, the day is used to celebrate the lives of those who have passed (see photos from San Francisco events over the years).  Personally, I love the face painting and art (skulls, roses, bright color, etc) that emerges from these festivities.

Sewing Swimmingly

Last Wednesday I finished a 5 week course at New York City's Sew Fast Sew Easy.  The course, Beginner Sewing, taught me a lot about sewing and helped me get over the fear of sewing machines that my mother instilled in me (she can sew, but didn't trust my sister or myself near her sewing machine without professional instruction).  Our instructor, a very patient and cheerful woman named Lisa, helped us along and added in some humor when we would, as expected, get frustrated with our garments or machines.  While I'm definitely not at all ready for Project Runway, I do have some basic concepts down.  I think it is enough foundation to take on other projects on my own.

I almost forgot what got me into taking the sewing class in the first place though – swimwear.  You see, I'm one of those bodies that can be difficult to fit because I'm not exactly proportional.  I have wider hips with a more slight upper body.  The disparity between my top and bottom halves can be amusing at times.  I bought a suit months ago at United Colors of Benneton and had to get my suit pants a whole 2 sizes larger than the suit jacket; thankfully the store was more conscious of this than most, allowing folks to mix and match at their leisure — and thankfully for me, those pants were the last ones in the store and they were mine!  But I'm at peace with my body.  It's shape is what it is.  And those child bearing hips may help me out when that time comes.  However, it makes shopping for swimwear really annoying.

These days, swimwear is all about two pieces.  It is very rare that you find a solid, well designed one piece.  I'm a bit modest so I've opted for a red one piece.  While this bathing suit has served me well, it has its flaws.  I think the obvious problem with one pieces is that they are just one piece.  It makes things like getting changed or going to the restroom extremely difficult, or at the very least, time consuming.  And then there's the tan lines.  I would love for my stomach to be somewhat less pasty-looking.

But looking for two pieces, at least for me, is an exercise in futility.  I can never find the right amount of coverage I desire.  And the poor girls!  They get no support whatsoever.  My biggest issue is the bottom, however.  They just never quite fit right.  And it was a couple of months ago, prior to taking sewing class, that I saw a blog post about making your own swimwear when it hit me — I don't have to put up with this crap!  I could make my own!

So while I'm still not ready to do that (I need quite a bit of practice — and a sewing machine in my house), I'm refocused on what could be…and that's really exciting!  And anyway, it's getting cold now so I have quite a bit of time to work up to a bathing suit.

Jump Rope = Godsend

Earlier today I was reading an article posted by Marie Claire about how the Victoria Secret "angels" stay so thin. I was expecting to hear "personal trainer" and "salad" in their responses, but was delightfully surprised to hear more human and down-to-earth answers.  In particular, one model said that she jumps rope; she went on to describe how 10 minutes of jumping rope is the equivalent of 45 minutes of running.  For real?  I had to go and fact check about that.

Jump Rope 4 by Stephanie Wallace Photography

Jump Rope 4 by Stephanie Wallace Photography, some rights reserved

Turns out, it's mostly true!  While closer to the equivalent of 30 minutes of running, jumping rope has actually been proven to be a great workout. This was a great revelation for me because, personally, I've fallen out of love with all my usual workouts. I used to be religious about DVD workouts but at some point listening to Carmen Electra's voice gets very difficult to take (not to mention, the music in workout DVDs is usually terrible; the opposite of motivating). I really enjoy running in the park near my house, but the weather lately in New York City has been wildly inconsistent (from oppressive hot to tornado watch and rainy) which makes running difficult. Also making running difficult is the fact that I've just been so crazy busy lately. Aside from working (a very sedentary job) 8 hours a day, I spend a lot of my free time trying to make movies, make photographs and make things (knitting and sewing). The rest of my free time, I try to divide among the people I love and care about. Lately, it seems like I've been forgetting to put myself on that list of people I love and care about!

However, that's going to change. I'm pretty sure I have a jump rope at home (unfortunately, I have all kinds of fitness equipment at home that I don't use – though thankfully nothing on the eyesore level like a treadmill or elliptical). I am also pretty sure I can spare 10 minutes a day. So that's my challenge to myself. I will make the effort to wake up 10 minutes earlier and jump around in the comfort of my own home. I might even be able to make a playlist on my iPod or iPhone to accompany this effort! I'll report back here on how it went.

Captured: Farewell to Summer

I'll preface this post by saying that I'll try to post stuff somewhat more regularly. Well, I could post way more regularly, but then it would be a bunch of stream-of-consciousness-type gibberish that wouldn't really be worth reading anyway. So yeah, that's my excuse for taking FOREVER to post this.

Back on topic — this year, bidding summer adieu was a lot more difficult.  The summer of 2010 was full of beach days, music, movies, good food and great friends.  And while I had a great time, there are still things I didn't get a chance to do this summer (Visit Coney Island or Atlantic City — for outlet shopping, obviously! Drink copious amounts of homemade iced peppermint tea! Take swimming lessons!). However, I'll gladly take what I can get: roadtrip + rock climbing in Kentucky; pig roast + bioluminescent algae in Maryland; baseball, concerts and just truly awesome, terrific people in New York City.

The following is a photographic recap (in no particular order) of many of the things that made my summer pretty memorable this year!