Thursday, June 6, 2013

.. of Quotes

Ah, just what I needed today. After a long, hard week of being told I have "decisions" to make by people who have moved beyond caring and are now only focused on trying to force me off my path, this is an elixir.

Some things get harder as we get older. Sure, some things are easier... I can't think of any at the moment but I'm sure there are some. But, some things are harder. As we move beyond our parents' ability to help and our peers' level of interest and commitment in our particular endeavors, to a certain extent we have to go it alone. Persevere! Yourself is not something you have to become, it's just something you are. Don't fight it! Lean into it! It's supposed to be difficult. If it's easy you're not trying hard enough.


Continue in a course of action even in the face of difficulty or with little or no indication of success.

Well, never were truer words spoken.

.. of Personal Style

"Life, Fueled by Debt"

Imagine staring down the road, seeing dozens of half-built houses. I’m not talking about houses that are actively under construction.

And I’m not talking about decrepit old houses that need to be torn down.

I’m talking about houses that were partially built … and then nothing. No active construction. No wheelbarrows or cement mixers or sweaty workers taking cigarette breaks. Just half-built house after half-built house.

That’s what I saw during my trip to Jamaica last week. Don’t get me wrong; I spotted plenty of complete houses, too, but partially-constructed homes were far from rare.

“What’s the story here?” I asked my taxi driver. He smiled.

“People don’t have money to build a whole house all at once,” he said. “So they build one room at a time. It might take five, ten, fifteen years for the house to be complete.” 

Welcome to a world that’s not fueled by credit.

Now, before I proceed with the rest of the story, let me make a disclaimer here and say that I’m certainly not an expert on Jamaican culture. I’m quoting a random cab driver. Take his words with a grain of salt.

That said, I’ve traveled to many countries – and was born in a country – in which credit is much, much tougher to obtain than it is in the U.S. In those places, many 25-to-35-year-olds don’t have the privilege of being able to get a mortgage as soon as they can prove two years of work history, a decent credit score, and a low debt-to-income ratio. Life is much easier here in the U.S.

Of course, life in the U.S. is also fueled by debt.

“People in America don’t have the money to build a whole house, either,” I told the cab driver. “They only own a small fraction of that house, maybe one-tenth or one-fifth of it. The bank owns the rest.”

Here’s the interesting juxtaposition between the two circumstances: In both situations, people will still spend 10 or 15 years (or 30 years) paying for a house. But in one scenario, that payment gets made in advance. In another scenario, the payment is retroactive.

America is one of the rare countries in which people as young as 25 or 30 can buy their own home, thanks in large part to cheap debt flowing from banks. And when youngsters are buying houses, they’re also buying furniture, rugs, TVs, dishwashers. When credit flows freely, consumption doesn’t end.

That’s bad when you’re keeping up with the Joneses. But let’s not be pessimistic. It also has a bright side.

Thanks to this situation – because we can buy now, pay later — we have mobility, which is awesome. We’re not stuck in our hometown. We can chase education and career opportunities in different cities and states.

When we move to a new city, where we don’t know a soul (and can’t live with family), we can borrow money to buy a house, or we can rent a house from a landlord who almost certainly borrowed money in order to provide us with that rental.

Ah, economic mobility. #FueledByDebt

Unfortunately, some people get stuck in cubicles paying down that debt. And their stress levels might shoot – um – through the roof. (No pun intended).

In countries where ordinary people have limited access to credit, houses are much harder to acquire. And (speaking of mobility) so are cars. It’s tougher to buy a set of wheels when you can’t roll out of bed, cruise to the dealership, and sign-on-the-dotted-line for “no money down” and “low monthly payments.”

When the average consumer can’t swipe an AmEx, the scene changes – both for better and worse. People aren’t stressed about their MasterCard balance, but they also deal with inconveniences that Americans can’t imagine – like living with their parents until they’re 40 or enduring tropical heat without an air conditioner.

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I like this chick. I like what she's about. And I love her site. For the record, when I visited Jamaica, the bus driver made a point of explaining the same thing about the Jamaican housing system. He said the houses look run down to us because it takes them years to build them piece by piece with the help of family and friends.

Recently, I was having a conversation with my friend from Germany who is in his 30's. He said his mother keeps asking him if he is going to buy a house and his response is always that it doesn't make sense for him right now because he isn't married and doesn't have children yet. Because you see when you buy a home in Germany, you plan to stay there for life. Novel concept I know...

.. of Style Inspiration

Bad. Ass. Bitch. Etc. or my version of a BABE

.. of Style Inspiration

To me, this is how you wear leopard, with a men's shirt, something more masculine. Otherwise, you run the risk of looking like the lady in the leopard coat in the grocery store if you know what I'm sayin'.

By the by, that is also how you can pull off daytime sparkle via sequins and rhinestones, pair it with something more masculine. Works. Every. Time.

.. of Style Inspiration

Love Life Update: My affair with peplum tops continues long passed its anticipated expiration date. No end in sight. Could not be happier with peplum.


  1. A short flared, gathered, or pleated strip of fabric attached at the waist of a woman's jacket, dress, or blouse.
In other news, after all that discussion about the fancy, frilly dresses I was contemplating for my brother's wedding, I ended up wearing a peplum and pants from Zara.

That's me at the wedding...

and the next day.

.. of Closets

Hello luvah...

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