I’ve heard this phrase before and I’ve decided to make it somewhat of a mantra for myself. I find that a lot of the time it can be really easy to get hung up on perfection. With the internet we are constantly receiving inspiration and ideas and content every waking second. It can be really easy to look at someone else’s work and get discouraged. It’s easier to make up scenarios in your head and accept defeat without even trying than it is to suck it up and actually try something. Trying is risky. Trying makes you feel vulnerable. Trying could mean failure..
I’ve learned by launching a few projects that the only way to learn, is to try. The only way to get better, is to do it in the first place. It can be hard to muster up the courage to do something vulnerable. It can feel awkward to put out something that isn’t your “best work”.. but to be honest.. Starting, grinding and putting out work is the only way to improve.
I used to accept D’s in highschool art class because I would give up on projects that weren’t perfect. I would rather accept a failing mark then hand in something that wasn’t perfect- and I have half finished art projects all over my house because they weren’t turning out right. Guess which art projects I adore the most? The ones I completed. Because regardless if they turned out or not, they were done- and DONE in itself is an accomplishment.
Perfect never happens, it’s not real. Waiting for the perfect moment, the perfect words, the perfect anything.. you’ll be waiting forever.
This is a fantastic example of me swallowing my own pride and trying something new. I’ve been wanting to try video as a medium for YEARS, but I always made that master list in my head that discouraged me from starting.
Here I am world, hear my hamster roar.
It feels great to simply try something you’ve wanted to try. I’m excited to get better. I’m excited to learn more about video. I’m just amped in general. Fuck apathy, do what makes you happy.
I thought I knew what love was… and then I stayed at the Ace Hotel in Pittsburgh.
You know when you have a good buzz on and you meet someone and you just get lost in an amazing conversation that you never want to end? You feel like you’re both totally on the same page in life and you wonder how on earth this is the first time you’re ever meeting and talking to them?
Hey Ace Hotel, nice to meet you.
When I was researching hotels (my favourite) for my Porter Escape, the Ace was definitely at the top of the list- by far. I’m sure by now you know that I have a thing for interesting hotels. I like my hotels like I like a good sofa. Vintage, unique, and chock-full of history. There is not one boring square inch in the Ace Hotel let me tell you. Seriously, down to the cute little black dot they put onto their carefully folded toilet paper rolls. It’s all in the details and Ace has aced the details. (har har).
Our entire experience at the Ace was fantastic. We flew in around 2PM and took an Uber to the hotel. Unfortunately for us traffic was brutal, so it actually took us more than an hour to get there- but in normal traffic it would take about 35 minutes. It cost $39 US- which comes in a bit less than it would have cost to take a shuttle service from the Airport.
Once we got to the hotel we checked in and I was delivered an adorable hand written package from the front desk. Such a nice touch.
Our room was awesome. It was spacious and the ceilings were 12+ feet high- I tend to appreciate high ceilings more than your typical traveler as for the most part I spend my time in a not-so-high ceilinged environment. All of the rooms have a very minimal vibe with matte black finishes and mid century furniture.
We started each morning the right way… caffeinated- with coffee from the in house coffee shop. The coffee bar in the lobby sells pastries made at the Whitfield, with coffee made by Stumptown Coffee Roasters who proudly use a Direct Trade method with producers in other countries.
The coffee is as delicious as the architecture.
Ace Hotel hosts an in-house restaurant called Whitfield that serves a variety of great dishes. It’s located in the same room as the lobby but somehow manages to create it’s own quaint atmosphere. Plants line the top shelf of a white fence that acts as a wall at the entrance with some benches for people waiting in line. From morning to nighttime the Whitfield seemed quite busy all weekend!
Nestled in the vibrant neighborhood of East Liberty in Pittsburgh The Ace building is a 100+ year old YMCA building, and the Ace has done well to keep a lot of the original architecture in tact. Check out this three-story GYM.
I have flashbacks of high school pep rallies and cheerleading routines. Like that one time we did a cheerleading routine in front of the school on the stage.. and usually when I performed routines I never wanted to know where anyone I knew was in the audience, because it would mess me up. So when the performance ended I could always scan the audience and make eye contact with my boo or my friends (when it was over).. Well.. this time, while I was frozen in my “end position” with a cheerleader smile plastered on my face-I made eye contact with my boyfriend… who for some reason had his hand over his eyes- looking at the floor. Turns out in the time it was taking me to find him to make eye contact, everyone else had left the stage…. except me. By myself. Center stage. With my arms in a high V over my head on one knee. Smiling, a big toothy cheerleading smile.
The Ace Hotel is different than other hotels in many ways but perhaps the most notable difference is their community involvement. It seems so fitting that the building used to be a place to help people and grow community, and now even though it’s a business they continue to open their doors to the public for activities and events. You can tell at night that the lobby and restaurant area become a social gathering location as well for the community and Ace patrons alike.
On Saturday evening after returning from a day of exploring Pittsburgh I noticed the lobby area was getting a little busy, and it looked like they were preparing for some type of event in the gym space. I got ready and headed down to see what was happening – at this point it was pretty busy. I found out it was a local event that showcased clothing brands, jewelry, eyewear, and even had two live bands and DJ to keep the night moving. It was really cool to meet and talk with some of the brand owners, everyone seemed very proud of their brand and of Pittsburgh in general. Lots of positive vibes all around! There was also a photo booth that I felt obligated to force Bo into.
All in all we had an amazing trip to Pittsburgh and we can’t wait to come back! For info on booking your own Porter Escape click here! Thanks for a great stay Ace!
The hardest things to say or share are always the ones that leave you sitting staring at a blank cursor trying to come up with the right pairing or words to really say what you want to say. I’ve learned a new word today, and it’s a word that I am not really fond of. The word is apathetic. It’s that feeling you get when you kind of feel a bit defeated. Like you’re constantly climbing uphill and the top of the mountain just never seems to break through the clouds. Like you’re pedaling on your bike but the chain fell off so you’re not going anywhere. Like you’re losing traction and you just don’t even really care. Like you’re tired of fighting and just want things to be easy. Like you’re just tired, tired of standing up for what you believe in and you just want to sit down for a minute.
Today, I feel apathetic, and I don’t like it.
When I sit down to write a blog, usually I am on a high. I am excited about something. I want to share something that I love or that I am passionate about. Nobody wants to hear about the days that are crummy. Nobody wants to hear you whine or moan about something being hard or difficult. Everyone just wants to see and read the highlights.
Feeling apathetic is frustrating, because it’s not my personality. I’m the protestor, fighting for my ideas to be heard, waving my flag of optimism and opportunity. I’m the one who will stand against all odds, Autumn vs everyone and dig my heels in until people see.
But not today…
Today I feel half hearted and indifferent. My megaphone needs batteries and I ran out of markers for my picket sign. I’ve stepped down from the top of the table and I’m sitting deflated off on the side lines. I’m left kind of wondering what my why is and if I’m living my fullest potential.
I know this won’t last forever. I know it’s just a feeling much like the ebbs and flows of life.. but I thought it is important to share. We can often look at everybody’s online life through rose coloured glasses and think that everybody’s got it much better than we do. Experiencing different emotions and feelings is part of real life.
Now it’s time for me to chin up and do a little bit of self-exploration. What do I want in this lifetime, and how am I going to make sure it happens?
I recently had the amazing opportunity to hop on a plane and head over to Pittsburgh with Porter Airlines on what they call a Porter Escape. Porter Escapes are like a gift from above. As somebody who works full time in a 9-5- when you only get ten vacation days a …