The Black Carrie Bradshaw

Aren't I a sight for sore eyes? Though I have taken an apparent and undeserved break from blogging, I'm back and inspired to say the least.

After a well-needed reality check from my boyfriend (we'll address him later), I'm coming to the realization that I might not be as passionate about my future as my peers. I've always regarded Jordan's tenacity for the future with admiration because he practices certain activities that will project him toward his goals that are closer than he thinks. This makes me wonder, am I that invested in my own future? And if the answer is no, then why not?

My answer to the previous question is yes: I do feel as though I am invested in my future, but in doing so, i'm doing the bare minimum. Let's review, shall we? I really haven't utilized the resources provided to me within my major which might help me to activate my profession. Explanation #1: I'm lazy. I haven't worked particularly hard to receive an internship, only doing 2-3 at best. Explanation #2: I'm lazy. Furthermore, this blog-which is supposed to be an extension of myself, is as poorly maintained as a roadside motel. Basically run down and any sort of renovation would help. I couldn't possibly fix my lips to so say that i'm doing everything in my power to make sure that career path is secured.

Speaking of this so-said "career path" what is it you might ask? Well when I think of my future, I see the one and only Carrie Bradshaw. I would embody the black Carrie Bradshaw. In all of her glory, she was a true icon. Clad in only the most glamorous designer wardrobe, she was a brunch indulging, fabulous friend having, freelance writing, loft living, New York City native. Filling her time with shopping, Carrie would prance from her rustic brownstone to beat the streets of her city, collecting men in her pocket, all the while looking damn good while doing it. Caroline "Carrie" Bradshaw is anything a girl like me could hope to be.

I see myself dancing the streets just as well as Carrie did, living in a loft apartment overlooking the city and working as a contributing feature writer for the holy grail: Cosmopolitan. Through the Dior, Chanel and Louis Vuitton visions, I envision myself a successful New York woman. I couldn't picture my life any other way because I know that's exactly who I want to be.

Though I said that I want to be just like Carrie, she is only a template. I am the prototype. I have ahold of my future. I share the same 24 hours in my days as my peers and if I want it, then I need to go and get it. Being stagnant is for the weak and comfortable and I am determined to say that i'm neither.

Listen, we'll chat soon - AubreeKhyleStyle Xx