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The life of a 20-something living in Sydney

You casually check your hair in the reflection of retail store windows, as you walk swiftly with a coffee in one hand, while contemplating whether you’ll get to work on time. Multi-tasking. It’s hard. If you’re part of Gen Y, then you’ll most likely want things done efficiently in a timely manner. Whether that be your order at McDonalds when you regret that you wish you had prepared your lunch the night before rather than planning to do it in the morning, which you never really did because your alarm clock was teasing you to press snooze, and you just couldn’t resist, or you just keep making excuses for things you’ve been putting off like that long awaited catch-up brunch with a friend that never really got planned. That sentence doesn’t even make proper sense. But you know what who cares. These days it feels as if no one cares. It’s as if we are just existing, rather than living. Nameless faces going with the flow of the rat race, especially now that it is leading up to Christmas. When was the last time you had a nice, chill, I-wanna-be-here-and-don’t-have-plans-straight-after chat with an old friend in a relaxed environment? These days we are all busy. We stuff our food with fast food during breaks at work. Or we chump on a high calorie, high sugar ‘snack’ like a triple chocolate fudge muffin, while simultaneously gulping down expresso that burns your tongue because you tell yourself, “I just don’t have time”. Am I angry at the world that things have just gotten so out of control? Am I angry at myself for wanting to chase my ‘blurred’ dreams because I’m a success-hungry 20-something? If you’ve ever felt this way, then don’t fear you’re not alone. We just need to do one thing, and that’s to relax. Problem solved. Ask yourself, what is important to you? if you were to die tomorrow, would you worry about the small things that fill your headspace on a daily basis? What would you do if the world was going to end tomorrow?

 

Yours truly,

from a 22-year-old who dreams of a quiet place of serenity with the sound of spring water peacefully trickling down, where she can clear her thoughts.

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The life of a 20-something living in Sydney

You casually check your hair in the reflection of retail store windows, as you walk swiftly with a coffee in one hand, while contemplating whether you’ll get to work on time. Multi-tasking. It’s hard. If you’re part of Gen Y, then you’ll most likely want things done efficiently in a timely manner. Whether that be your order at McDonalds when you regret that you wish you had prepared your lunch the night before rather than planning to do it in the morning, which you never really did because your alarm clock was teasing you to press snooze, and you just couldn’t resist, or you just keep making excuses for things you’ve been putting off like that long awaited catch-up brunch with a friend that never really got happened. That sentence doesn’t even make proper sense. I’m probably just really tired, as I sit her lonesome, waiting for my train at Town Hall Station. Whatever, no one really cares. These days it feels as if no one cares. It’s as if we are all just existing, rather than living the life we envisioned. Nameless faces going with the flow of the rat race, especially now that it is leading up to Christmas. When was the last time you had a nice, chill, I-wanna-be-here-and-don’t-have-plans-straight-after chat with an old friend in a relaxed environment? These days we are all busy. We stuff our food with fast food during breaks at work. Or we chump on a high calorie, high sugar ‘snack’ like a triple chocolate fudge muffin, while simultaneously gulping down expresso that burns your tongue because you tell yourself, “I just don’t have time”. Am I angry at the world that things have just gotten so out of control? Am I angry at myself for wanting to chase my ‘blurred’ dreams because I’m a success-hungry 20-something? If you’ve ever felt this way, then don’t fear you’re not alone. We just need to do one thing, and that’s to relax. Problem solved.

Morning chaos + a new scent

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You wake up, you have coffee, and you look yourself in the mirror and say, “Oh my God, I have 5 minutes left!” So you frantically do your make-up, pack your bag and do your little ‘jeans dance’ to fit into your favourite baby blue skinny jeans. And my final step, is a spritz of my currently favourite perfume before I run out the door. That’s my typical morning for you.

On my way to uni, I took a little ‘detour’ and went to Priceline, near Central Station. I couldn’t help but notice the 40% off all perfumes sale sign (written in bold, might I add), which led me to purchase Rogue by Rihanna for a measly $23.99 (win!). Now, I’m not a crazy, obsessed Rihanna fan girl (note: I’m more of a Beyonce I’m-so-fierce fan girl. By the way, I can’t believe I’ll be in the moshpit singing along to her tunes this Friday for her Carter Show World Tour in Sydney). rogue 1However, Rihanna’s fourth fragrance for women, Rogue, is an absolute winner! According to Rihanna,  “People are always changing and evolving and with Rogue I wanted to switch it up to reflect who I am today.I made it for all women, for every mood, because we all want to project our true selves.” Now, this fragrance is announced to be flirtatious and sensual. I’m not sure if I’m either, however, I do like the sultry and adventurous edge it brings about, while at the same time radiating a sweet and feminine facade.

Rogue contains accords of lemon blossom, cyclamen, jasmine, rose, plum and suede over a base of musk, woods, patchouli, vanilla and amber. The fragrance is available as Eau de Parfum in three sizes: 30, 75 and 125 mL. I normally purchase 30 mL perfumes because they are easy to carry in a purse or bag. Secondly, I find that by the time I reach half way of a 50 ml or more bottle of perfume, I’m usually over it, and looking for another sweet scent to spray all over. In summary, Rogue by Rihanna is a light fresh fragrance that makes it seem like you had one whole hour to prep in the morning. A whiff of this gives the impression that you just came out of the shower smelling like lemon blossum and vanilla.

Your’s truly,

from a 21-year-old girl who has 21 bottles of various perfumes on her dresser and still can’t get enough! You only live once after all.

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I felt like I needed to breathe. You know just take in the air and feel carefree, even if it’s just for a few minutes. Just to clear your mind. Just to give you a moment of serenity. Peace of mind. Bliss. And I did just that today on my lunch break. And now I feel so blessed and grateful for everything I have. Ready to get on with my day. Ready to smile again.