Location: The Residence, Central Park South, Manhattan
Although most people use the New Year to come up with a list of resolutions, August is the month when I reflect and disconnect form the everyday moments that drive my every movement. Maybe it’s the sweltering temperatures, maybe it’s because I find myself in the quiet before the back to school storm, or maybe it’s the fact that my mailbox is filled with “sea you soon” out of office replies, but it’s poolside, during the last lazy summer afternoons, that inspired ideas surface. During a walk on the beach and without a clear sense of direction —it’s too hot for that— thoughts of reinvention and renewal breed. As the Chief Reinvention Officer of my life, I can’t help but
sip gulp down an iced latte and wonder, “How did I get here and what’s next?”
When my #BFF Sophie decided to quit her online fashion content editor job to become a full-time blogger and write about her life as a multicultural mom-wife-writer-friend in the city. She had to start from scratch, open up and put herself out there. It all made her wallflower-bookworm-self terribly uncomfortable. In her efforts to explore the other side of her comfort zone, she invited Frederick, George, Kat, Poppy, Parker and me, to join her in writing down thoughts, successes, fears, moments, and bucket lists. Shared pain is half the pain, and shared joy counts double, right? If no woman is an island, why not reflect on our friendship, work, relationships, parenthood, together?
Sharing vignettes of my life as the Editor in Chief of JULIET, and mom of Poppy was scary at first but my Notes of Grace have grown into a welcome monthly moment of pondering out loud. To write means to sit down and organize my thoughts which results in asking myself questions that I might not ask myself when caught up in the day to day morning chaos, travel, meetings. Questions like, why did I actually name my magazine Juliet (which is quite funny taking in consideration that in Shakespeare’s play, it was Juliet who said, “What’s in a name?”), or what does it mean to be a woman in today’s world, does attention (or two million followers) define success?
What does it mean to be a woman in today’s world? I’m of the opinion that modern day womanhood is about the freedom to choose who you want to be, a mom, a wife, an entrepreneur, a soldier, a surfer, or all together. Being a woman takes balls and I can’t be more excited about the many women today, who look adversity in the eye and say, “If my strength intimidates you, I hope you realize that’s a weakness of yours.”
Does attention define success? Here, I must quote Pink: “Once you figure out what respect tastes like, it tastes better than attention.” Attention can be like a magic mirror, telling you what you wish to hear. But success might not be in what the mirror confirms us to be, it might just be in what we tell the mirror: “Mirror, mirror on the wall, I’ll always get up after I fall. And whether I run, walk or have to crawl, I’ll set my goals and achieve them all.”
Last but not least, “What’s next?” Looking back is a great way to remind myself that nothing stays the same forever. Life is lived forward, so forward it is (at least after the August temperatures have lowered to a level where I actually can move at a faster pace).
All that’s left for me to say is… SEA YOU SOON and Happy Reinventing.