About Me

- *TRENNY*
- I'm Trenny and my philosophy is rather simple-I believe there are only 2 forces in this world, Love or Fear. My goal is to try to see things through the eyes of love, but I am fallible and do not always succeed. My professional career at the moment is that of a fashion stylist in New York,but my interests are varied. This blog is the like a blog ‘magazine/newspaper/journal', where I’ve combined all the elements of things that I love to learn through those mediums myself. Some life journaling, lots of music. A little health, natural product talk and recipe sharing. Random musings on life experiences, a little style, art and humour. Environment issues too as nature is our greatest gift. I hope it teaches you something, makes you laugh, or gets you interested in something different. If it fires you up,I welcome learning all different points of view. I hope that what I share, including my mistakes, encourages you. *In the end, I believe we are all each other's teachers, so whatever you might be inspired to say/share with me through this blog- good and bad- I fully welcome it. I learn just as much from you. Happiness and Love xoxo TrennyLynn - trennylynn@gmail.com
Friday, September 24, 2010
Unemployed In Summertime..Only Just at 21 by Emiliana Torrini
I liked this song initially because of it's sweet, ambient sound, but when I listened to the lyrics the second time, it brought that summertime, 21 year old feeling. I'd like to be romantic and say I wasn't working then, so I was JUST like the song, but I was waitressing like a dog. Yet, remember summertime then? At 21? Summertime was romantic then. You weren't living at home, and you were an adult....but not really just yet. You were still a residual 19 year old, but with your own place and lots of freedom. Maybe you were living somewhere totally new and strange. You weren't married or with child. If you were in college, you were not yet graduating and were not tied to a 'career'. If you weren't in college, like I wasn't yet, you may have been traveling and drinking too much, and doing crazy things and having one night stands and meeting interesting people who hand rolled European cigarettes for you, while you shared life stories at 2 am . You could probably just wake up at noon and roll to the beach anyway, so what the hell--stay up all night. Those are when the best stories come anyway. Layers are stripped in the dark late at night, I find. I think if we could learn to really do what Buddha teaches and truly "Live In The Moment", and not be planning and fretting about a future that doesn't exist yet, 21 years old wouldn't be only fun in a nostalgic, retrospecive way, but instead it would definitely have been one of those ages where we milked all the juice out of life...and loved every minute of it. Yes-- a juicy time of life. Don't let these moments now pass wishing for the past or worrying about the future. If you wish for the past, think of what you will feel about today when you are sitting watching dusk at 80. Don't wait for then to think this time of life isn't youthful and juicy in rich in it's own way. Carpe Diem!