It’s a great read with insight into our creative minds and collaborative dynamic of working together as a cohesive unit. Simons and Jekyll Island area, definitely check the article out. If you’d like to hear more about the wonderful wedding photographers, caterers, DJs, and wedding planners in the St. Somehow, it looks like I played the femme fatale, but you know what they say about life imitating art, yes? It was an ode to the Oceans 11-Frank Sinatra Rat Pack era and was absolute, unadulterated fun! At the second shoot, I was able to clink it up with other female wedding pros-the culinary creative Laura Justice of Tasteful Temptations Catering and uber-sweet photographer Sarah DeShaw at the gorgeous Ocean Lodge. 49) on the area’s local wedding professionals. The above photo is from the Swinging Summit feature in Golden Isles Magazine’s January/February issue (p. I love my job because I get to dress up, handed a martini and laugh with co-workers for a magazine spread. Only when you don’t live for the dreams of others can you be a cool person.Some people love their jobs because it instills a greater purpose or some philanthropic ideal. Even if you don’t impress them, they will be there for you.Ī thousand people do not need to recognize our existence to make it worthy. Perhaps you’ll receive some of the harshest advice from them - but it will be said with unadulterated honesty. That’s why your parents and your future kids will give you the greatest love of all. After all, we admire those who think on their own, not insecure people who live off the e-pinions of others. Instead of wasting hours on the facebook gathering more “friends,” we could really be making real friends. What will define a leader and make you successful is your ability to resist the temptation of quantity. When I came across a page with a hundred “friend” links, I once believed, “Wow, how popular.” I ate up the hype, but who truly has a hundred real friends? A hundred people you could ask favors from? It’s all silly, really. I’ve read countless friends’ friends’ blogs and right-clicked Instant Messanger profiles of “buddies” I rarely talk to. It’s a social security, an assurance that you are worthy. Having a bad day? No fear, you have 196 friends on and are connected to Earth by 98 Google pages. Popularity ratings, numbers, and rankings are for the weak. We say we love to be recognized for our virtues, but what we deem “cool” and “popular” are people who lack virtue. If she had been a role model and performed at the Super Bowl with her clothes on, would we have applauded? Would we have even given the performance a second look? No. Janet Jackson’s “accident” created a record-breaking 180 percent surge in TiVo viewership. To get our attention (the new substitute for love), popularity means a “wardrobe malfunction” at the Super Bowl. Today, there’s no such thing as bad press. Yet, to create this connection with many other people, we need to generate a lot of buzz. The more socially “connected” we are, the more loved we feel. Humans have become so lame that we need classes to make friends! A thirty-thousand dollar tuition to an MBA school can buy you a thousand “friends” to add to your Instant Messanger buddy list. So desperate is our urge to be loved by many that we pay money for networking workshops. Love is no longer a strong affection, love is quantity. It’s all about having more, taking your existence in society up to the next level, and propelling yourself into the ranks of the Miss Google America pageant.
Even benefits with your significant other are just not enough. Hugs (and money) from Mom are discounted. A birthday bash from your best friends will not quench this thirst. Unlike the good old Little House on the Prairie days when you’d still be cool if your dog were your only friend, the pressure to be accepted by anyone and everyone is huge. It played on the one human weakness that brings us to our knees: the desire to be loved. Then, I realized that technology exploited me. Like the 1,325 of you MITers (as of Wednesday, April 7) who have logged on, I started “adding friends.” Yes, keep laughing. “You have 0 friends,” greeted me upon my first log-in.
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