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Dress: Georine (borrowed); Jacket: Alexander McQueen (similar style here); Shoes: Henri Lepore Dezert; Lips: Marc Jacobs "Amazing"; Bag: Chanel
Thirty.
Whew.
I said it.
(Looks over shoulder to see if anyone is listening.)
THIRTY!
Whew.
There. I yelled it! And you know what? I'm fucking pumped about it.
Am I surprised to say that I'm pumped? I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I'm a tiny bit surprised. Perhaps it's just me, but it seems when anyone brings up the idea of turning 30, a few phrases get thrown at you. "Now you're an adult!" or "Time to get serious." or my personal favorite, "30 is the new 20." Almost as if the past 10 years were a test run -- a practice round.
I'd like to officially go on the record to say, I sure as hell hope my 30s are nothing like my 20s. Not that I didn't enjoy my 20s (as you'll soon see in the bulk of this post, I loved my 20s), but because I've been there! I've done that. I've challenged myself in ways I never thought possible during my 20s and I don't want to look at this next decade as a repeat by any means. I want it to represent the uncharted. The frightening. The different. The new. The untamed. The fucking weird. And the fucking beautiful.
At this point, I would apologize for the swearing, but my soon to be 30-year old self doesn't want to ring in this year with an apology. She'd like to take a few shots of tequila tonight, romp around this city that she loves to the wee hours of the morning and rock and roll into the next 10 years. But before she does that, she'd like to take a moment and bid adieu to her 20s in perhaps the best way any 80s baby knows how: a montage highlight reel.
So dim the lights. Grab the popcorn. Silence your phones (OK, you don't really have to do that last one, but you catch my drift.)
My 20s in 2 minutes or less: Lived in two big cities that I've dreamed of living in ever since I was a little girl. Started a blog on a complete and utter whim in college, only to stick with it almost 7 years later. Worked at a few start up companies that are the cause of my early grey hairs (not complaining). Later worked at arguably one of the best companies in the world to work for -- and fell in love with the culture and the people. About 5 years later, I worked up the nerve to leave said job, to take another leap of faith (but that's another blog post, for another day).
I've fallen in love (several times). I've had my heart broken (several times). And each time I learned something new about myself and what I want in a partner. I've also learned to never settle. I've traveled to distant countries where I reveled in the differences that make this world so beautiful and varied. I've become a mom to one wonderful pup, Elvis. I jumped out of a perfectly good airplane (and landed safely). I ran my first marathon (and am looking forward to my second in a few months as a 30 year old!). I made new friends. I made some best friends. I lost some friends, too. I was reckless with my health. And then I was made painfully aware of it, for the better. I lost people I cared deeply for. And I miss their presence all the time.
I lived in Italy for a few months. I've eaten the most amazing pizza in Torino. I've heard a symphony play in the Sydney Opera House. I've touched the Western Wall. I've looked up at the vaulted ceilings of Haghia Sophia mosque. I've looked down at Horseshoe Bend. I've driven down the coast of California in a convertible and loved every minute of the wind in my hair. I've ridden in a hot air balloon over Turkey. I've gotten lost in Yosemite. I grew the most in San Francisco. I've found my home here in New York.
Here's to my 20s; they were a wild and crazy ride. And here's to my 30s, may they be even wilder, crazier and, with with any luck, I hope they bring the unexpected. I'm ready for it.
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2. Once I'm there, become a pro at the subway (i.e. stop relying on Google Maps as much). 11. Volunteer. Have been volunteering at a women's shelter. 14. Also, go to a Mets game (maybe when they play the Giants later in June!). Done! The Giants lost though 🙁 18. Surfing lessons. Funny how I move away from California, and this winds up on my list. Done! In Mexico! And it was a blast! 23. Visit Chicago. I've never been -- isn't that crazy?! Twice! Boom! Love that city! 24. Learn how to fly fish. Luckily I have a pretty great guide right here. Trip was canceled. 29. Buy a stranger their morning coffee. Because, well, I've always wanted to! Did it!
Admittedly I'm a bit behind on posting this. OK, it's been approximately 1 month and about 29 days since I turned the big 2-9, but who's counting? To be completely honest, I've had this list drafted for a while now, well before my 29th year struck, but there was something about the first item on my list that kept me from posting, that being this whole New York ride I'm on now. I guess I was afraid of jinxing something I've wanted so badly, that it felt strange to publish it, so, well, permanently.
But that's the point of this whole thing, isn't it?
To really own up to what I've realized I know about myself (all thanks to my 20s) and to really look long and hard at what I want to accomplish next (hello, 30s!). Sure, some of these are moonshots. I may not get through every last one of them. But I'm not going to beat myself up over it, either. Regardless, the next year is full of so many exciting firsts, that I really want this list to serve as a mini testament to the things I don't want to put off any longer. Some small. Some monumental. Some silly. Some that will take me a great deal of courage.
And I'm beyond excited to try them all.
Let's kick things off, shall we?
1. Finally, finally, finally move to New York City. (Done! As of April 6, 2015)
3. Start those piano lessons I talked about last year, and the year before that.
4. Write. A lot more. It's one of the main reasons I started this blog and I resent the fact I don't always get as much time to put the energy I'd like into every post. But I want to make an effort to change that.
5. Redesign this blog. It's more or less looked like this for far too long. It's time to bring it from 1999 to 2015.
6. Explore the East Coast as much as possible. High on my list this summer? Boston. Philadelphia. Washington D.C.
7. Run the New York Marathon.
8. With #7 in mind, I'd like to refocus on my overall fitness. I've gone back and forth between different fad diets like the keto diet, but haven't really stuck at any. People always ask if I recommend the keto diet and it's hard to say as everyone is different, but what I would say before you start it is research keto and sleep supplements as a lot of people struggle with sleeping whilst they are trying this diet. Anyway, despite these diets I haven't stuck with a general workout regimen for more than a few weeks or so. Now that I have far less commute time on the clock, it's all about getting strong and fit!
9. Visit Japan, chase the cherry blossoms via a rented motorcycle (technically to do that, I'll be 30 when spring rolls back around, but close enough).
10. Go to New Orleans. (Trip is booked for Christine's birthday later in June!)
12. Take ballet classes.
13. Go to a Knicks game. Or two.
15. Take the ferry to Brooklyn.
16. Speaking of, explore Brooklyn.
17. Make time to read every day. Taking a crack at this list here.
19. Visit all the museums in New York City. Apparently there's 83, so I got my work cut out for me.
20. Have friends over for dinner once a month. And actually make dinner as opposed to ordering it.
21. Go on weekend trips with friends up to Montauk as much as possible this summer.
22. Learn how to drive a motorcycle.
25. Find a reason to celebrate at Eleven Madison Park.
26. Go hiking in Utah, and then hop over to Arizona so I can finally see this up close and personal.
27. See a Broadway show at least once a month. February: If/Then // March: None // April: The Gentleman's Guide to Love and Murder // May: None // June: An American in Paris and Matilda // July: None //
28. Already did the skydiving thing in New Zealand back in 2013, so how about bungee jumping? This is an experience that I would love to give a go. A friend of mine recently went bungee jumping and she mentioned how this was something that I would love to do, especially as I had already tried sky diving. I already knew from my previous experience that if I was to go bungee jumping, I would need to look into the idea of life insurance. You'd think this would put me off, but you'd be wrong. It does make sense as to why this should be something worth thinking about, as this activity involved a high level of risk. If you are like me and are contemplating bungee jumping, why not check out sites such as https://www.moneyexpert.com/life-insurance/, to learn more information on why this would be a requirement. Once you've got this sorted, you can finally make your decision as to whether you are actually going to go bungee jumping!
30. Weather permitting, make a point to read a book out in Central Park as often as possible.
All in all, I think this list feels fairly actionable -- and I'm ready to start checking things off, one by one throughout this coming year. Ready, set, go!
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Confession: I've always had a love/hate relationship with Sundays. On one hand, they're a great bookend to the weekend, perfect for sleeping in, recovering from Saturday and on particular rainy ones, they're practically made for marathons of Blacklist or Downton Abbey (depending on my mood, of course).
On the other hand, I secretly dread them. When you have a slew of early Monday morning meetings, most of which are presentation heavy, that means Sunday afternoons can be spent toiling away in front of a laptop late into the evening.
My name is Krystal and I suffer from the Sunday Blues.
Lately though, I've been trying to turn this around with a few little updates to my routine. While I can't necessarily do anything about the amount of work that still needs to get done before Monday morning, I'm changing the way I go about approaching it. Perspective is everything, after all. Starting with, of course, how I dress for the day.
Ever since I was little, I've had a special soft spot for Hanes. They're a powerhouse for unbeatable, affordable basics and I may have stolen more than my fair share of broken in Hanes undershirts from past boyfriends. (Sorry, not sorry -- the slouch is just too good!) Even today, I love how easily they slip into the every day routine, even if that routine is say, lounging around in boy short underwear and a comfy tee and reading magazines, which is to say, what my Sunday morning looks like before my coffee run. From there, depending on the errands that need to be run that day, I'll frequent between different states of reading in bed, catching up on blog and work emails before noon until finally slipping on boyfriend jeans to take Elvis for a long walk on the beach.
Slipping in just these little moments of "me" time as made all the difference in the world and I usually end up approaching that amount of work I "need" to get done later that day with a renewed sense of purpose so I can finish early (and tuck myself into a good guilty pleasure TV marathon). Oh, and if there's a date night in the works for that evening, I may slip into a little dance session around the house (kinda like the gals here). Dance like no one's watching, right?
How do you spend your Sundays?
This post was in collaboration with Hanes. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations!
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