I opened an Etsy shop!

When I was younger and decided that I wanted to live a life of creation, I thought that getting an art degree from college would guarantee me a spot in the Museum of Modern Art or at least a solo gallery exhibition at Bergamot Station in Santa Monica. However, I apparently have no concept of what the real world is actually like because, as I just graduated from a prestigious four year university with not only a degree in art but a minor in art history, I am still a wildly undiscovered artist. 

Shocking.

So I decided to put my artistic talents to good use. If someone isn't going to notice me, I might as well get noticed by preppy youngsters like myself who like Lilly Pulitzer and monograms. 

I opened an Etsy shop! 

My shop is full of monogram goodness and is expanding (slowly) as I think up cool new ideas and take the time to create them. I recently made my first sale - a graduation cap. Each item is entirely personalized to the way that the customer wants it so I got to collaborate with a this sweet girl about how to create the perfect cap for her graduation. I think it is a great way to learn business skills and free-lance collaboration through something that I am really interested in.

I am officially a business bitch. 

Check me out. 

https://www.etsy.com/shop/MaurasMonograms

I create graduation caps for $40!

Monogram plaques (that come in all different shapes and sizes) are only $35!

Watercolor pieces are only $20!

And personalized sorority paddles are $40! 

OOTD: How to Apparently Not Win Best Dressed

The best and worst part of being in a sorority is weekly chapter meetings. While there is nothing I love more than dressing up like a classy business woman and seeing all my friends, I could do without the girls asking stupid questions and wasting time that I could be using to watch Hart of Dixie on Netflix. My sorority gives out a weekly sash and tiara to the girl who is voted best dressed by our parliamentarian.  Every week, I show up to chapter, positive that it is my week to win. However, apparently, it is never my week to win. I follow all the dress codes, always wear my pin, and am always showered with compliments upon my arrival, but none of it is good enough for the tiara. This week I wore a J Crew button down with gem neckline and a J Crew, magenta pencil skirt with matching magenta, pointed heels, and even a Lilly Pulitzer bow in the Delta Zeta pattern just to suck up. But of course, I did not win. When your bow, lips, skirt, shoes, and purse match flawlessly, you should be awarded for your success. Instead, I am simply medicated for my OCD. Sometimes things are unfair.