Out with the Old, in with the New

Happy New Year! Time for out with the old, in with the new – unless you’re talking about vintage.

I enjoyed the last two weeks of 2015, delighting in the crisp wet winter weather, spending quality time with family, and reuniting with friends all in the name of gluttony over a table of scrumptious food. Even the scroogiest of people are somehow friendlier come holiday time. I can’t help but turn my frown upside-down when I stroll down the streets of houses and store fronts decorated in pine garlands and strings of lights as Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire replays in my head to no end.

Alas, the holiday festivities have come and gone, the ball has dropped, and January has reared its head into our lives. A new year beckons fresh beginnings, a chance to make new resolutions, or perhaps work on ones you failed to complete last year. It’s all about self improvement and doing something different, right?

I sometimes get into a slump during this time. There’s a lot of pressure to make new year’s resolutions I will stick by. I’ve been through this before; I gain momentum in the beginning of the year, only to slow down by first quarter, leading to disappointment and feelings of failure.

What I’ve realized is that writing down your goals is key to ensuring you will follow through with them. Once those goals are documented and declared to the world, you will be accountable for them. Goal setting and achieving should be year round. It doesn’t matter if it’s January or December, every day is a chance to get your ass moving if you were lazy yesterday. So hear ye hear ye, here are a few of my ongoing resolutions for this year:

  1. Free your mind: I’ve been practicing meditation on and off again for the past three years…well, to be honest, it’s mostly been off, and I’m going to change that. It will be a priority as soon as I wake up in the morning and the last thing I do before I fall asleep. In the past I’ve used Headspace’s guided meditation sessions to get started on how to clear the mind. Now I’m attempting to meditate on my own with nothing but the harmonious sound of my singing bowl.
  2. Closet freak: After living out of my backpack for several months, I returned to all my pretties in my closet and suddenly felt burdened by the amount of stuff I have. Who needs 50 pairs of blue denim skinny jeans? Needless to say, I’ve been quite a closet freak these days, organizing and thoroughly purging: coats, dresses, skirts, accessories – even as far as my overstuffed sock and underwear drawer. Keep for future outfits, donate to Goodwill, or sell in my Poshmark closet (sign up with code HLVSP to get $10!)? I’m embarrassed I kept some items as long as I did, but hey, we all have some out-of-style skeletons in our closet, don’t we? Anyway, fashion trends always come back, and I never hid the fact I was a hoarder – I rest my case. Although I barely made a dent when all was said and done, at least my dresser drawers close properly now.
  3. Mother tongue: Did you know that a family’s native language is usually lost by the third generation? My bilingualism is slowly slipping away, and I can feel it every time I visit my parents. This language maintenance goal is always on the back of my mind everyday of my life, and I want my future kids and grandkids to be able to speak the language of their forefathers. I’ve been relying on Pleco’s free offline dictionary for the longest time, but I’m eager to try out some different apps like FluentU and Chinese Skill.
  4. Get physical: I’ve been pretty good about staying fit and hitting the gym at least three or four times a week in the past. But now that I am gym-less, it’s time to lay my yoga mat down and work out awkwardly behind the dining table while my housemates eat dinner. Thank you Blogilates, for keeping me in shape!
  5. Chic Vic: I’ve been using WordPress.com ever since Chic Vic’s inception, but have considered migrating it to self hosing for a very long time now. I haven’t done it because I’m terrified and am unsure if it’s even necessary at all. Are there any bloggers out there who started with WordPress.com and are now using WordPress.org? Please share your tips or story!

Now that I’ve declared these goals to the blogosphere, there’s no turning back! Dear readers, what are your new year’s resolutions, and what tips do you have on goal setting and achievement?

As for the rest of 2016, Chic Vic will now return you to your regularly scheduled stylish programming.


One, Two, Three

Chic Vic turns three today, and all I’ve got to wear is my literal NSFW birthday suit.

It’s hard to believe how quickly time has passed since I started this humble old blog. I remember the days when I would be brimming with ideas, but never had enough hours in the day to post more than once a week. Yet for every burst of inspiration, I’ve also experienced long periods of writer’s block, where there is a stagnation of creativity. As much as I may have infinite style, the outfits I post to the blog aren’t meaningful to me unless they are accompanied by the perfect prose. It’s something I always strive for, but sometimes perfection can be a killjoy.

While I have never before properly identified myself as a “writer” as I do a stylist, maybe it’s time to reinvent the wheel. I like to think that I inspire readers with not only my pictures, but also with my words – be it something that makes you laugh, entertains you, inspires you, or have you rethink what it means to harness your own sense of style.

To fellow bloggers, I ask, how do you maintain your blogging momentum?

To the readers I say, thank you for following me, whether from day one or just now.

With the help of some of my favorite past outfits, here’s cheers to three years!

The First Year

When I first started this blog , I didn’t really know where I was going or for how long I would maintain it. Now a year into it, I am still refining my voice on style and fashion. I plan to continue to catalogue my vintage journey through flea market finds and my dense closet, while providing style tips for my followers. I hope you continue to enjoy reading my posts as much as I delight in writing them.

The hardest part about blogging is finding the time for it when I have a 9-5 job. Taking photos can be a challenge; it has to be the right time of day for optimal lighting. I am picky about my backgrounds, and sometimes my face isn’t always photogenic, my posing is awkward, or the photographer isn’t available when I am. I often encounter writers block – what have I not written about already? Is the topic interesting? Am I witty enough? I tend to over-edit my posts, reading them over and over again for grammatical errors as well as to improve the content as much as possible before publishing. And finally, the hardest part is finding similar items for the outfits I’m wearing. It is a challenge to find clothing in stores that are comparable to my thrifted and vintage items, but I do my best – all for my readers.

If you asked me for my favorite decade of dress, it is hands-down the nifty fifties. Yet, as I go through my archives, I realize I have an overwhelming amount of posts dedicated to the swinging sixties. Had it not been for my blog, I don’t think I would’ve realized this about my own style. I’ve had to dissect and analyze each vintage item with detail and do diligence researching the history of a silhouette or the origin of a style with great accuracy. As a self declared fashion blogger and vintage lover, I must be a credible source for my followers. I don’t just pull this stuff out of nowhere.

Between my whimsically styled outfits to my witty and innuendo filled written content, I don’t think I can pick a favorite post. That would be like a parent saying that they love one child more than the other, and that’s just not possible, now is it?

It feels like just yesterday that I started you, oh humble blog. And now with the mere blink of an eye, a year has already passed. I must be getting senile at age 1 because I forgot my blog-birthday had passed a few days ago. Although I am not famous (yet), I am thankful to have a handful of followers (and growing). My dear readers, you love me, you really love me! Happy belated birthday blog!