Archive for December, 2007

Happy Holidays

Christmas giftI just wanted to wish you guys a happy holiday. (And if you don’t celebrate Xmas, happy Tuesday.)

I escaped my family’s madness for a few minutes Monday night to install a new feature here on the Guppie Life. Check it out in the right hand column: It automatically calculates and displays the blog’s most popular posts. Pretty nifty, if I do say so myself.

If there’s something you’d like to see on the blog in 2008, let me know!

I crave feedback in all its glorious forms—comments, suggestions, criticisms, haiku, gifts…. whatever floats your boat, really.

Here’s to a happy and prosperous New Year!

An OCD Approach to Fragrance: a Cologne for Every Occasion

Gucci EnvyMy deplorably faux-bourgeois life is oftentimes a game of tug of war between style and frugality. I mean, I’m a young professional on an entry-level salary, but I’ve got to look good, too. Right?

Right. Glad we’re agreed.

One way I’ve found to feel more dressed up without actually buying expensive clothes is simply by wearing nice cologne.

I don’t wear cologne every day of week, and I definitely don’t douse myself in the stuff. Nevertheless, I have developed a reputation with certain friends and coworkers for “always smelling nice.” (And as reputations go, it’s not a bad one to have.)

Dollar for dollar, I’d wager that cologne (and arguably, good grooming in general) makes a bigger impression than designer duds anyhow. A single designer shirt might cost $70, and it’s likely only trendy for a season or two. However, a single bottle of cologne might cost $50 and could last for two years or more.

I’m personally very fond of organization, so whenever I buy a new cologne I try to decide how and when I should wear it. Some colognes are suited to some occasions more than others.

You wouldn’t want to wear a heavy wool suit in the middle of summer, would you? No. You’d wear a suit made from cotton, or maybe not even a suit at all. Maybe a polo with khakis would be more fitting. It’s the same way with cologne.

I use three basic categories for cologne occasions, though a true fragrance snob might further subdivide by seasonality, trendiness, or who knows what.

Running Errands Around Town (Daytime)
These are my cheap, run-of-the-mill colognes. Nothing fancy, but you never know when Mister Right is going to be standing in line behind you at Blockbuster.

  • Abercrombie & Fitch (discontinued)
  • Adidas Moves
  • Hollister

The Office
You should be especially careful not to wear too much cologne at the office, lest one of your coworkers gets a headache. That’s just rude, and bad karma. I opt for somewhat lighter-weight colognes at work, but that’s not a hard and fast rule (as you can see below).

  • Banana Republic
  • Burberry
  • Burberry Brit
  • Givency Pi
  • Kenneth Cole Reaction
  • Lacoste

Going Out (Nighttime)
This is when I wear the heavy, (dare I say?) sultry colognes from some of the snotty Euro design houses. Fun!

  • Armani Mania
  • Dolce & Gabbana pour l’homme
  • Gucci Envy

What do you think? Do you have any favorite colognes not on this list? Or other considerations for wearing cologne?

A Slight Detour in My Path Towards Gay Yuppie-dom

So, after less than six months at my first grown-up job, I’m back on the prowl for another one.

I never expected to stay in my first job for less than a year, let alone less than six months. (I promise I’m not a flaky person– I’ve held jobs longer than two-years each during high school and college, which one could argue are the flakiest times of a person’s life.) But it turns out, internet ad operations is draining work. Internet ads are the digital version of infants… Ad trafficking requires constant numerical vigilance, and one can never be away for more than a few days. And unfortunately, internet ads (and advertisers) don’t give a fig about weekends or holidays.

(There are a few other reasons, the most important being that ad ops is not even remotely my passion.)

So, gentle readers, I have been on a slew of interviews after what has been (so far) a relatively short search. Luckily for me, Northern Virginia is the East Coast version of Silicon Valley, and people with mild-to-medium technical skills such as myself are in short supply. Supply and demand, it seems, are working to my favor for once.

Nonetheless, it’s been an exhausting couple of weeks, which explains (but does not excuse) the lack of blog activity. I’m sorry Penelope, but this doesn’t feel like stability. I feel constant agitation from the job search process (in addition to the day-to-day grind of spreadsheets and ad servers). Never before in my life has eight hours of sleep been not nearly enough.

But I’d like to think this whole experience has taught me a few things about myself:

  1. I’m bold and uncompromising. I’m not the kind of person who settles for an unhappy or unfulfilling situation. My parents have both described to me feelings of being trapped by a job for years and years… and I am just not willing to accept that. It’s not the kind of life I’m going to lead.
  2. I’ve got marketable skills. It seems even basic HTML and CSS knowledge (coupled with a respected liberal arts degree) is enough of a foot in the door for the types of jobs I am considering.
  3. I crave human interaction. I don’t think I could ever be happy in a career that has me trapped in spreadsheets and analyzing data for hours on end.
  4. I love the Internet industry. Even though advertising operations (as I know it) isn’t a great fit for me, I do enjoy working on the web.

That’s it for now! Time for another batch of interview thank-you letters.

The Joys of GPS

Garmin StreetPilot c550 Last weekend, my mother came up for a visit. But instead of our usual Black Friday mania, she announced that she wanted to buy me one of my holiday presents early since it was on sale for a limited time at one of the local big-box electronics retailers.

I was thrilled when she took me to the GPS navigation aisle. Although I have been living in NoVA (that’s Northern Virginia to you outsiders) for a few months now, I have barely visited the neighboring McMansion towns, let alone taken a trip into D.C.

You see, I’ve got a terrible sense of direction. Absolutely horrid. After all these months, I only know one way to get to work, and that’s courtesy Google Maps. (Although I did manage to find the local ‘premium’ outlet mall within a few weeks of moving, which I attribute to some sort of gay genetic survival instinct.)

It’s only been one week, but I’m in love with my GPS. Specifically, it’s a Garmin StreetPilot c550, and it’s got a lot of nifty features that I could really care less about, like MP3 playback and optional traffic reporting.

What I love is that this baby knows how to get me ANYWHERE. For many businesses, I don’t even need to know the street address, just the name of the business. Or if I’m feeling peckish, I can just hit the “Restaurants” button, and instantly I’m presented with a listing of nearby eateries. In just one short week, I’ve become ten times more geographically adventurous! (The only thing my GPS lacks is gaydar— it’d be nice if it could present me with a list of local single boys, but I’m sure that’s in the works for 2008.)

So why didn’t I buy a GPS before this? I’m ashamed to say that I was almost completely ignorant of GPS technology. I knew, for instance, that you could get instant directions to addresses, but I had no idea that these devices came pre-programmed with millions of local attractions and “points of interest.” Also, I was convinced that there was some sort of monthly or set-up free. But nope, it works straight out of the box.

Gentle readers, if you’re behind the times like me, I cannot recommend this device enough. It’s a minor life-changer.