CV and Works

A curriculum vitae (CV) is pretty standard in my line of work. It’s a resume, essentially, for the more academic sort of world. And last night I was mulling over a conversation with my boyfriend, and for some reason, the CV popped into my head.

A CV lists your accomplishments, right? It lists every honor, award, cool thing, charitable thing, and impressive thing you’ve ever done, at least professionally.

And I thought to myself, Is that how I’m living with God? Working on my CV constantly, hoping that I can list every award, honor, cool or charitable or impressive thing I’ve ever done, and, at the end, show it to God and see if it gets me into heaven? It is so tempting to live that way, isn’t it? That’s how the world works.

What really got me is that if truth be known, I bet a lot of people’s CV are “fudged”, you know? Oh, that sounds impressive, let me put it on there, even though it really wasn’t. Let’s see, I volunteered for 5 minutes, but they won’t know the difference when I put it there. I was supposed to be at that conference all week, but I was only there one day–who is going to know? sorta stuff. Do I do that with God? There, God, I gave my $5 to the youth group camping trip, are ya happy? sorta stuff.

Remember:

“You were bought at a price. Do not become slaves to men.” ~1 Corin. 7:23


“Where, then, is boasting? It is excluded. On what principle? On that of observing the law? No, but on that of faith. For we maintain that a man is justified by faith apart from observing the law.” ~Romans 3:27, 28
Because, while yes, works are a part of the outpouring of our hearts and faith, we are not justified by works. And when we try to show God our CV, he shakes his head. It makes him sad, you see, because when we decide we need works, we are putting ourselves under the law, thereby NEGATING THE EFFECTS OF THE CROSS.
I’ve had this thought before, and discussed it a few times, but I felt I needed to write it down in light of my new CV illustration from last night, lol. I mean, can you imagine? We are shunning the cross when we try to work out our faith with works.
But don’t forget I mentioned that works are the outpouring of faith and justification. Works are the outpouring of our hearts when our hearts get and match up with the heart of God. 
Lord, show me Your heart. 

Studs and Stripes

I love this outfit. It feels SO cozy to wear leggings and a jersey dress with a stretchy sweater, yet the look is somehow pulled together. This was perfect for a chilly day. When the sun came out, I just ditched the sweater and added some big old black sunnies. 

Style Secrets
Silver stud earrings: F21
Necklace: Gift 
Dress: Local boutique
Black cami: Gap
Sweater: Guess (tag sale steal)
Belt: Thrifted
Leggings: Tag sale
Purse: Longchamp (tag sale)
Sandals: Thrifted
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Shop Your Closet

Or Target, you know, but Target and my closet are practically one and the same. {but these are actually in my closet}

Anywhoo—take a look at these gorgeous suede babies…

Gorg, right? Wear with everything sort of shoe. Welp, I happened to pick some up at Target this spring that are almost identical.

Mine, Target clearance, $8
{Target currently has a version for $30 that is even more similar to the J.Crew version because it doesn’t have the side-stitching. View it here. And check out the low version I’m wanting in purple for fall)

I absolutely love mine and wear them all the time, and didn’t even know J. Crew had a version until my bestie pointed it out. These have definitely already earned a favorite spot in my shoe rotation. I’ve worn them on the blog here {Royalty and a Commoner} and here {Don’t Stop Till You Get Enough}, two of my favorite outfits in recent months. And they look high-end, too? Extra score.

Pretty sure I saved myself $220 by buying the Target version. {boyfriend, did you read that?}

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Coffee Casual

This is what I’m wearing today, and this is what I’m drinking today. Mmmmm…perfect Saturday. Love it!  Did some yard sale-ing earlier, changed, and am not drinking iced coffee. The iced coffee recipe is the Pioneer Woman’s and it is to. die. for. {also, my shirt looks weird in a funny place because I had to edit out my alma mater & pertinent info that shouldn’t be on my blog!}

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Earrings: F21
Tee: Alma Mater
Scarf: Gift 🙂
Jeans: Target
Shoes: Nike
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Monday Mid Day

* Flavors of ice cream eaten so far this summer: at least a dozen, including sweet chai latter, watermelon sorbet, blood orange sorbet, muddy road, Late Night Snack (B&Js), pistachio, maple, coffee, mocha fudge, and, of course, vanilla.
* This needs to be mine. It’s my color, and it has my name written all over it. Oh, you can’t see that? It must be in my head.

* Using the last of my favorite tissues (tear). Yes, I took a picture of my tissue before I used it.
*And finally, these awesome magnets my boyfriend let me have! He got these for free when he bought the “commemorative champagne glasses” for our anniversary. How fun are they?!?! Love them!! Thanks, Le Creuset!

Rejection

Grab some chocolate, girl. But the GOOD stuff, none of that drug-store junk, cause we’re gonna need it to read below. I have LOVED Vosges Haut Chocolate since my friend in high school (high school…so long ago…I’m getting old) told me it was her aunt who ran the amazing chocolate shop in Chicago. Unfortunately, I’ve fallen out of touch with that friend (facebook, you’ve failed me and my chocolate-loving ways). Anyway, on my recent trip to Colorado, I flew through Chicago, and was thrilled to find the most gorgeous little Vosges store in my terminal. Of course I bought a few treats. Now….read on….

Lately my life seems to be a bit of a lesson in rejection. Well, maybe not my life in general, but my work-life has been a lesson in rejection. Suddenly, I’ve become a cold-caller. {shudder} If you’ve ever had to cold-call, you know what I mean. The “we’re not interested, hang up” is the norm. They won’t even let you say your name. It’s rather discouraging. Or you do get to talk to someone, and they let you say your whole schpiel (made up how to spell that word), and then say the “we’re not interested.” Harsh blow.

And in other ways in my life, too, I’m sticking my neck out. You know the old saying, “A turtle only makes progress by sticking it’s neck out”? Well, they don’t say that sometimes when you stick your neck out, you move at a turtle’s pace. Yeah, yeah, I know, the turtle wins the race, but watching the rabbits run in circles around you is dizzying in the meantime.


So how to handle rejection?


* Take a deep breath. No, seriously: like, right now, take a deep breath. Feels better already, doesn’t it?

Then, tell yourself this: God has a purpose and a plan for me. And those are perfect purposes and perfect plans. He will get me where He wants me, and He doesn’t reject me.


* Don’t give up. Get right back on the horse. I psyche myself out when making cold-calls between the calls, so as soon as I hang up the phone, I pick it up again and keep on going. But if you need to step away for a bit, that’s fine too. Go for a walk or enjoy a sunset.

*Set realistic, small goals for your next steps, then up the ante. Five calls in the next half hour. Or, write three new cover letters today. Or, send out four more poems to editors this week. Or, better yet, make your realistic, small goal this: do not give in to fear for the next hour. Until lunch time. Today. Tomorrow. This week.

* Remember that now is not forever. It may feel like this is the worst thing ever. Well, you know what? Yes, cold-calling sucks. Rejection sucks. Especially when it isn’t warranted or isn’t coming from something you initiated (been there). But what is happening to you now is not going to last forever. Remember how I said earlier that life changes? Life is fluid. Things come and go. This will end, or dissipate, or lead you on to much better things.

* You are not determined by what other people think of you. You are not your boss’ opinion. You are not your students’ opinion. You are not that fancy-blogger’s opinion. You are not what others label you, unless you let yourself be that person.

* There are many ways to be happy. Okay, so maybe a door of happiness closed. I’m really, really sorry to hear that. But there are so many different versions of happy, as a dear best friend taught me.

* Be thankful and Praise God. There is so much left to be thankful for, I promise. Take a cricitally-grateful eye to your life. Isn’t that an oxymoron? Probably. But you know what I mean–scrutinize your life and find every little thing you can be grateful for–even if it’s (as I read somewhere) that you are horribly ill, but hey, guess what, your elbows don’t hurt. Nor does your earlobe. The skies are always blue above the clouds (don’t check my science on that one, I kinda made it up).

And if you are truly being unfairly rejected? Sleep on it. Don’t react out of fear, anger, or hurt. Write your response on paper, and let it sit for awhile. Take out any emotional phrasing. State your case and let it speak for itself. Pray and trust God.

You want to know a secret? Sometimes God closes doors. These new-fangled spiritualist types want to tell you that you can have ANYTHING and that God wants to give you EVERYTHING. I’ve been hearing a lot about that lately, it seems. Well, I’m not so sure about that. Our God gives and takes away. But never outside of that perfect plan and will. Yes, there is evil in this world, and it will affect you. But God still has your back.

Priority Shift

{beautiful, beautiful flowers from my boyfriend, that we picked out at the farmer’s market}

Life is a fluid thing. A fluid, almost-always-out-of-reach, grass-is-always-green-somewhere-else thing.
Normal changes too often for my liking, sometimes. For a home-body, safety-zone girl like me, that’s a bitter truth to swallow. I find beauty in the routine. What’s funny is…I wasn’t always that way. I used to be the first one to jump in the pool, the first one to try the new thing. I’ve just gotten into a routine of routine
So when my routine changes and my priorities shift, it feels….strange and uncomfortable. You know, it’s like, when you’ve been sitting for too long and you stand up too fast and everything spins and is blurry for a bit, and there’s this strange weight pushing you back down again? And the new normal feels like giving something up. I hate giving things up. 
In high school my routine was simple: homework, ballet, and baking. That was it. In college, homework, chapel, and trips to the dollar store or the waffle house or home to do laundry. Now, it’s work, and being alone most of the time. I’ve grown accustomed to the time alone. I’m never lonely, as I have plenty of ideas and thoughts and projects to keep me busy. (But the not speaking until I get to work thing, now that’s a strange one) Even on a more daily basis, some weeks I’m in a routine of an ice cream on the way home from work, or an iced coffee on the way to work. And these have all been good for a time. But would I want to go back to high school routine? Nah. Ice cream every single day? Nah.
My boss’ boss said the other day to me (well, us, as a collective): Your time and energy demands are about to change. And that stuck with me the past few weeks. A new routine is coming my way. And there will be that strange chair-getting-up phenomenon. And I will still rebel against change (even good change) in my stubbornness, and will bemoan the loss of my current (super-totally-comfy/lazy) routine. 
But when whatever-this-change-is is established at the new routine…well, I think I’ll be quite happy. Quite happy, indeed.

Pretty Things

 {I love the ’70s, goddess elements of this dress!}

(Newspaper Nails = my new favoritist trick EVER. plus, the texture/color totally coordinates with the shoes)


{these really aren’t this small for my feet…for some reason my feet are scootched forward}

Style Secrets
Earrings: F21
Sunnies: ?
Dress: Vintage
Belt: Thrifted
Shoes: Thrifted

Don’t Hate Me

{yes, those are crocs.}
I know, I know. You can’t stand those bloggers who are constantly writing, “I went to Paris!” “I went to New York!” “I went to Seattle!” I hear ya. So don’t hate my “I went to Colorado!” post, if you can manage. I’m sorry. It just happened. Like, literally, just, as in: I bought my ticket fewer than 24 hours before I was there. Because, you know, I’m so chic and awesome that I travel whenever, wherever I want. Kidding. Wow, so kidding. 
So I didn’t really take any outfit photos at all. But, in my regular old vacation photos (psh) I am: get this: wearing an outfit! Imagine that! So in reality, I DID take outfit photo! Even if it’s not a super-exciting one, because it was stupid-hot. {if only I had gone for that saloon-girl “old-tyme” photo I was thinking about. Along with the fake Wanted poster with my picture on it I almost made, too. I could have put that up as my outfit post. hehe}

{reasons I would have cropped out the head in the photo: 1.) I was my brother, who has actual photoshop skills. 2.) I was a ‘real’ fashion blogger and such things mattered, and/or 3.) it wasn’t almost 1am}

Also—I had to buy these sunglasses while I was at Target before my day of sight-seeing. I went to the bathroom, and dropped my sunglasses on the floor (major ew!). As I was washing them in the sink, they snapped. I saw my mom already paying with a LONG line behind her, so I literally grabbed these sunglasses without a second thought, ran past the line, and snuck these into the purchases in the nick of time. Good thing I totally love them!

Obviously, I’m a bit giddy tonight. Blame it on all the caffeine, or the great date, but either way, this day shaped up. Yessiree, it shaped right up.
Style Secrets
Hat: Thrifted ($3)
Sunnies: Target ($12, the ones I brought with broke, so I grabbed these while there)
Earrings: F21 ($1.50)
Ring: Boutique While Travelling ($8?)
Tank: J.Crew/thrifted ($3)
Skirt: American Eagle ($15)
Crocs: Local store (no idea)
Purse: Roots (Consignment store, no idea)
Water Bottle: Kleen Kanteen with WaterGeeks filter


Edits (added in light of morning): Yes, I am wearing shorts under my skirt. And yes, it fits the fingertip rule. 
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Complimentary

Also, this delicious iced coffee with irish cream:
For some reason, every time I wear this Target dress I get oodles of compliments. I can’t seem to figure out why…it’s not dressy, per se. It’s not sexy, is it? I’ll tell you what it is: comfy. Amazingly so. I think I need to stock up on a few more of these. I wore this dress to church, then to hang out with the boy and a friend. It was perfect for some relaxing time in the hammock! Also: Haagen-Dasz (sp?) Sweet Vanilla Chai Limited Edition ice cream. YES. 
The sad news: the dress, being jersey, is pilling on the backside. 
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Earrings: Gift (Lia Sophia)
Dress: Target
Sandals: F21
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