A Serious Pink Champagne Problem

Recently, I feel like there have been significant changes in my life. A change of pace so-to-speak.

It’s been almost a year since I graduated from college, and I’m still trying to figure out how that’s possible. While I had so many great experiences in college, I’m so happy to be in a city that I adore and living a life that is as close to perfection as one could get (at least in my eyes).

I’ve already been a Merchandiser at Perry Ellis for 11 months, and can honestly say I’m so comfortable in this role. And not the kind of comfortable that turns into complacency. It’s the kind of comfortable that feels good: I finally know what my true responsibilities are and I’m starting to do things on my own without second guessing my decisions. The best part? I’m still learning things every day.

Could I have gotten any luckier? (The answer is no.)

And then there’s this blog. This little space where I can unleash my creative side all while connecting with so many other amazing people along the way. So much has changed since starting Pink Champagne Problems in September 2012 – mainly partnerships with brands and growing audiences – but I’m so proud of this space on the Internet. There’s no one I could thank more than YOU: for coming here to see/read new posts, for sending encouraging comments and tweets, and for letting me tell you about myself, my life and my style. I truly love getting to know you through this crazy little community.

I swear all of this blabbing and sentimental ish has a common thread: my career and my blog are to blame for my change in style.

And ladies (and possibly gentlemen), THAT is a Pink Champagne Problem.

In college (probably my junior and senior years), I was hooked on the classic prep trend. Classic layers, pearls, tailored blazers, you name it. If it was in J.Crew, I wanted it.

Now, I’m learning to incorporate those things into a more edgier kind of style. I’m learning to take more risks when I wear something — and not be afraid that it’s “too cool” for me. I’m totally okay with rocking a pair of boyfriend shorts with an oxford. Or wearing a dress that is completely not my style (but so easy to throw on) with a sexy pair of heels.