Moving Movies & Isogenix

I watched two movie today, P.S. I Love You and Julie & Julia (Maya, please don't be upset with me about this. It's just that if I was starving and thought I could satiate by hunger by living vicariously through the film.) and found both films equally inspirational. OK, I know that sounds cheesy and a tad hyperbolic, but to an aspirational young blogger like me, the films were inspiring.

P.S. I Love You made me emo as it was all about a woman finding herself again after her partner died at the age of 35 years. To top it all off Hilary Swank's character hated her job, had serious abandonment issues, and never thought she would love again. Watching this movie made me realize 1) How much I love Mike and how hopeless and lost I would feel without him despite how much he infuriates me, and 2) How much I need to celebrate every second of life as our lives can change at a moments notice. While this was a B- drama at best, it moved me enough to write and think, so that's what matters. Anyhow, Swank manages to move on, and better yet, discovers her talent for shoe design. She committed herself to healing and found light in the darkest of moments, which is most definitely inspirational!

In Julie & Julia, Amy Adam's character started her blog in an effort to find herself and as a means for escape (sound familiar?). Through her blog, she found peace and a sense of accomplishment, which is exactly how I feel every time I communicate with cyberspace. I think most bloggers write in hopes that people are tuning in, but even if no one is listening it still feels good that there is a possibility that some day maybe someone will listen. This movie was justification enough to keep on blogging. Also, inspirational!

So, upon great though, I thought I would share two shifts have occured place in my life as of late. The first being that I have almost fallen back in love with fashion through my current freelance position. Working for two down to earth democratic boss men feels wildly different than my last stint with a bald tyrannical Italian dictator. It's crazy when your superiors actually respect you, trust you and look to you for advice. The sheer idea of a non-oppressive environment within the skinny corridors of this industry blows my mind. Could it even be true!? I laugh so much throughout my day that I can't even believe I am getting paid to do the work! I also have begun to contemplate whether it really is my time to abandon this joint. Right now, I am going to ride the wave for a while.

The second change is my commitment to an organic way of life called Isogenix. I have my girl Maya to thank for this as she rolled over to my house with a stack of CDs on the program that she said, "I had to listen to." Honestly, farming in this country blows and we have no hope of getting the minerals and vitamins our bodies need while living here. Americans have destroyed everything from poultry to potatoes, so that even our organic varieties lack the sustenance we need. Can you believe that cancer stats are on the rise instead of on the decline since the disease first surfaced!!??? WTF!!?? Listening to one of the CDs, which was a radio interview on the program sold me. That and the the fact that my girl Maya is the least gimmicky person I know. You see, Mike and I are the kind of people who watch infomercials and are duped easily. (Please note that in case you are curious, I can confirm that Bumpits and Pedieggs do work and that the Slap Chop is the biggest piece of plastic crap ever). Well, Maya isn't like like us at all, so when she told me about this program, I figured it would be worth checking out. I have committed myseld to a 30 day cleanse, which sounds intense, but really isn't. I only feel tortured because today is DAY 1 and I can't gorge on the Reese's Sticks (who knew they even made sticks!) that Mikey bought at Fairways today. For those of you that have come over you know that our apartment is a snack haven. We have the most amazing selection of snacks from Doritos to Oreos that demand attention the second you walk through our door. Finding a way to remain committed in an environment like is torture, so guess what??? I am going to blog my way through this.

Today, I had to measure every inch of my body and weigh in, and in 8 days I get to do it all again. Yipee!!! Between now and eight days from now, I have to battle the last 3 days of market, an Indian wedding and a bridal shower! Regardless, with 3 more weddings approaching and my LA when-I-was-skinny-jeans staring at me, it will all be worth it. I am sure of it. Oh, and let's not forget how bang'n my body is going to feel once it gets its proper dose of vitamins and minerals for a full30 days!!

So, as my belly will not stop grumbling, I must I bid goodnight before I screw up and binge on the Oreos sitting to the left of me this very second.


xx
R