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Musings, Personal, Writing

Girl Gangs: Who are they for, and do I need one?

My usual laid-back Sundays are now days of work, not rest. That means I have to do a whole day’s worthy of relaxing after I clock out. At this time of year, that means the sky is a sort of sleepy blue that makes me strain my eyes in my refusal to turn on the light.

How to Be Parisian | Girl Gangs | I Think It's Ashley

Tonight is the night of the SAG awards, so instead of digging into something too deep, I’m going for a short passage from “How to Be Parisian Wherever You Are: Love, Style, and Bad Habits.”

I turned to something randomly, then turned again because I had already read that section. What did I land on? Girl Gangs. Actually, Girls Gang (but I like Girl Gangs).


The final lines goes, “Without her girls gang, the Parisienne is incomplete.”

It got me thinking, what is a Girl Gang, and do I need one?

How to Be Parisian | Girl Gangs | I Think It's Ashley

And after participating in the Women’s March: Do I really need a special gang of girls? Can all women be for all women, all the time?



Let me know in the comments!


Fashion, Musings

#ShareConfidence with Woolite and Dress For Success

As a woman in my early 20s, confidence is something I struggle to maintain.

It’s hard. Someone or something may knock you off-balance a bit–a harsh comment or a bad job interview. Some mornings, I can’t find the right outfit that makes me feel awesome or my hair has decided to take a sick day and I just can’t tame the frizz.


The truth is, most days I feel great about myself and I’m lucky to have genuine, supportive friends and family who remind me of my intelligence and beauty when I need an extra little boost. But being a confident, bright, wonderful woman doesn’t mean that there aren’t times when we feel less than.

And that is why I’m sharing Woolite’s #ShareConfidence campaign with you all!


Woolite Darks teamed up with Dress For Success to photograph women looking confident in their dark outfits during Fashion Week. They then asked them if they’d be willing to literally give the clothes off their back to help empower other women to feel just as confident in their dark outfits. Check out the video below for their reactions!

Every woman, whether they exude boldness or not, can use a confidence pick-me-up once in a while. I know I can!

Here’s to all you beautiful and smart ladies (and men!) reading this. Let me know in comments below what you do to #ShareConfidence!


Find me on…

Instagram: @imashleykim

Twitter: @imashleykim

Disclaimer: This post was sponsored by the lovely people at Woolite Darks.

Vogue Magazine July 2015, Cara Delevingne
Fashion, Home, Musings

Snapshot of a Morning With Vogue July 2015

As a self-proclaimed creature of the night, night owl, and nocturnal being, I’ve never been a fan of mornings. I liked sleeping in and waking up only when the sun was bright enough to slap me awake. I considered everything before 10 a.m. “the middle of the night” and did not care for morning coffee or watching the sun rise.

Vogue July 2015, Cara Delevingne

Flash forward to the post-grad chapter of my life, and I’ve found myself converted to the dark side (or should I say, the light side). Waking up at 7 a.m. for work every morning has shifted my sleeping patterns and I now find myself naturally and (more) easily waking up in the a.m. And you know what? I don’t mind it anymore. In fact, I sort of enjoy it.

I try to start my morning early enough to give myself an extra 30 minutes so that I can have a peaceful, slow awakening. I take the time to scroll through my Instagram, watch a few YouTube videos (some of my favs are Zoella, Tanya Burr, Shane Dawson, Trisha Paytas, The Saccone-Jolys), watch some news, or read a couple articles.

Vogue July 2015, Cara Delevingne

My mornings this week began with me flipping through the pages of Vogue’s July 2015 edition, with Cara Delevingne on the cover. First of all, love her. Her edgy humor and attitude make her even more untouchably cool than her supermodel style. Second, Vogue hit two nails on the head this month with not only Cara but also a spread of Adrien Brody in a Wes Anderson-esque photoshoot with model Natalia Vodianova.

Vogue July 2015, Adrien Brody, Wes Anderson

I mean look at them. Regardless of the fact that I have a huge crush on Adrien Brody and Wes Anderson is my favorite director, can we all agree that they embody this French-Italian vibe that makes them irrésistible? Sigh. Be mine, Adrien.

Vogue July 2015, Adrien Brody, Wes Anderson

How do you all like to start off your mornings? A nice cuppa joe & the morning paper? A croissant with jam? A redbull and some wings? Let me know in the comments!

Ciao for now,


Musings, Personal

Sisterhood of the World Blogger Award

Having recently started up this new blog, I’m really excited to have been nominated for two awards this week! I think these awards are a fun way to meet others and build up a community, which is half the fun of blogging, right?

The first award I have been nominated for is the “Sisterhood of the World” Blogger Award, nominated by Roshni. Thanks for the nomination, I encourage you guys to go check out her blog!

Here are the rules of the award:

Thank the blogger who nominated you & link back to their site.

  • Put the award logo on your blog.
  • Answer the ten questions sent to you.
  • Make up ten new questions for your nominees to answer.
  • Nominate seven bloggers who you feel deserve the award.

Here are the questions Roshni posted!

1. Who has inspired you to start blogging?

I started blogging back in high school because I’ve always been  a writer at heart. A girl at my school had a really successful blog and I thought it would be a great way to build up a portfolio/brand for myself. I’ve been through many blogs since then, and I think I’ll always keep blogging!

2. What was your favourite make up trend of 2014?

Nude lips. I’m definitely a bright red lip kind of girl but I like that there is a turn towards fresh, natural looking faces. It can be a bit alien-like at times and, for me, creepy as hell is interesting as hell.

3. Would you ever start your own Youtube channel? If so, what would it be about?

It’s definitely something I’ve considered over the past couple years, although I’ve been hesitant to start one without being 100% in and ready. It would probably be a style channel.

4. If you could give one tip to an aspiring blogger, what would it be?

Be genuine and don’t try to replicate anyone else’s persona–fakery is glaringly obvious and unattractive.

5. Who is your biggest style inspiration?

There isn’t one person who I try to emulate. Rather, I have several sources that I really admire and take bits and pieces of different people at different times. Alexa Chung, American Apparel, aliencreature, Kendall Jenner, Andrea Chong, sunbeamsjess etc.

6. Your most favorite food?

Anything made of potatoes. True story.

7. What would you say is the one thing you want to achieve in the next 5 years?

Finding a career path that I love being on; making a living out of writing.

8. What is your favourite make up product?

At the moment, Lancome’s Hypnose Mascara. It does god’s work on your lashes.

9. What are your top online fashion sites to buy from?

I rarely shop online unless I’m searching for a very specific item. I enjoy the playing field too much.

10. Describe your perfect weekend.

Sleeping until my body wakes up naturally, having a cup of tea, putting on a sun dress, going to the farmer’s market, having wine and making dinner with friends, then turning into a creature of the night and endlessly falling in love.

Here are my ten questions:

1. Why do you blog?

2. If you could only use one for the rest of your life, which would it be and why?: Twitter, Your Blogging Platform, YouTube, or Instagram

3. What’s your favorite movie?

4. What is your dream job/career?

5. What has been the most difficult part of blogging so far?

6. What are your top online fashion sites to buy from? (Since I didn’t have any to suggest!)

7. Use three words to describe yourself.

8. Favorite Instagram or YouTube Account?

9. If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go?

10. If you could be any character in any book, play, movie, or show, who would you be and why?

My 7 nominees are…

  1. The Style Coordi
  2. Erin Dot
  3. Vogue Infatuation
  4. Chantal and Shekinah
  5. Styled by Steph 96
  6. Repressing the Crazy
  7. Laura Kasdorf

Sorry if you have already been nominated, I love all your sites and wanted to recognize you 🙂 Link me to your post once it goes live, I’d love to get to know you all better!

Much appreciation, much love, much much much.


Home, Musings, Travel, Writing

2014 in Snapshots

In my post ‘2014 Had a Mind of Its Own‘, I mentioned how hard it was for me to make myself sit down and reflect on the year. A lot of things happened that I would rather not remember, but so many amazing opportunities, experiences, and friendships were made this year and it would be really unfortunate to lose those memories.

So, here is a recap of my year in photos. The good, the bad, the worse…the amazing. It wasn’t all great, but the parts that were were really great. I hope you all had wonderful years as well, even if it takes a little more effort to realize that they were.

20150118-114837.jpgJanuary 2014

The month of January was spent preparing to leave for my second semester abroad, this time in Florence, Italy. When I arrived, I was completely overwhelmed by the beauty of Firenze. My daily walk to class had me passing the Duomo, and I don’t think I’ll ever have a prettier commute.



February had me reunited with my long distance boyfriend for the first time in 7 months. I spent Valentine’s Day in Verona, touring Juliet’s balcony and touching her brass boob, writing her a letter like Amanda Seyfried in that one movie and even getting to respond to a letter as ‘Giulietta’! Verona is beautiful but quite small, so it was great to visit during their ‘Verona in Love’ celebration. There were booths of chocolate hearts, they made it rain heart confetti, and there was even a 60-second kiss-fest at the end of the night. Not sure why, but it was slightly disturbing.



In March, my dreams came true as I packed up for spring break in London and Paris. Big Ben, the royal palace, fish and chips, and the Harry Potter studio tour were among the highlights. Also, getting to shop at Boots and Primark for the first time and going absolutely crazy buying Bourgeois cosmetics. Notting Hill was another highlight, the houses looked like pastel peeps and I wanted to eat them up. (Sidenote: This photo was taken the day I literally ran into a classmate from high school…small world?!)

20150118-115141.jpgParis was cold and rainy but classically lovely. I think every American girl’s dream is to walk the streets of Paris with her French boyfriend, so Paris will probably always remain a wildly blown out of proportion rosy memory. Eating escargot, frog legs, macaroons and Nutella crepes will always be fond memories, as will climbing the Eiffel Tower and visiting the Louvre.


April and May were tough months for me. While I was traveling to Venice, Vatican City, Rome, Capri, and Barcelona, building memories and friendships and exploring parts of the world I had dreamed of visiting, I was hurting emotionally.

Family illness, our family dog passing, and a not-so-amicable breakup really burdened me emotionally, because although I knew I needed to enjoy my experiences now since I don’t know when I’ll get the chance to go back again, I also knew I needed a chance to properly grieve, cope, and just be sad.

I really pushed myself to have fun, but it felt really forced by the end. I still traveled, ate gelato with my girlfriends, went drinking with my girlfriends, drank more with my girlfriends…but there was a part of me, by the end, that was ready to go home. I didn’t want to leave, but there was a lot that I needed to deal with. And I needed to go home to be able to deal with it.


I flew back home from Italy to the states on a doubly sombre note. I was sad to leave Italy without any real closure, and I was flying back home to prepare for a funeral. I spent the summer by the lake.


The summer was rough. I didn’t deal with anything, didn’t even push it out of my mind. I just grew sad, then angry.

I watched summer lightning storms on the front lawn, looking up at the cracks in the sky, the loud booms, and the rain that trickled slowly, then spilled all at once.


I met someone new.

Back in California for my last year of college, things started to feel better. Living in a new apartment, with new friends from my Italian study abroad, and a newfound love for the southwest made me feel hopeful.



I spent my time studying, working, and taking the Pacific Surfliner down the west coast to spend time with a new guy. I began to cope with the things I thought I would never get over, and I finally learned that when something ends, you can’t look at it as an end.

It’s a fresh start. And that is a necessity for growth.


I began to feel nostalgic about graduating. With only one class left to go in the spring semester, it really felt like I was done. I spent three years resisting liking California only to realize at the end…I don’t want to leave.



December brought me home to the Pacific Northwest, once again. Home for the holidays, home for the winter. And it feels good; the fresh, crisp, chilly air, the nature, the falls, the mountains, the wind, the endless rain. When I first landed into the airport, I was depressed. The oppressive clouds and forever dark skies of the long winter months felt suffocating. But now that I’ve been back for about a month, I realize how much I needed to be here, now. Not like when I was back in the summer, being sad, shut off from everything. But now that I’m healthy again, really able to open my eyes and appreciate where I am, it feels good to be home.

Last Words on 2014

2014 was a real struggle, but I can already see who I was in January 2014 in comparison to who I am now, a year later, and I like what I see. I left home, left the states, traveled Europe, made close friendships, fell in love, got my heart broken, fell out of love, lost an important person, lost another important person person, met someone new, stopped being sad, made a new home, reclaimed my passion, and found my way home again.

My year was truly amazing, one of the most memorable years I’ve ever had, and I want to thank everyone who made an appearance in it. I know this post is a little late, but I figure any time is a good time to reflect.

So thanks for reading and coming along with me on this journey. I appreciate everyone who is currently supporting me in this space.




Celebration, Musings, Writing

2014 Had a Mind of Its Own

Reclaiming 2014

I spent much of my year trying to forget, trying to move on, trying to think very little in the hopes of coping. I didn’t really want to reflect on 2014 because even though it was one of the most amazing years of my dreams coming true, a few heartbreaking events seemingly spoiled the rest. 2014 was supposed to be a masterpiece, the realization of things I had been anticipating for the past year, the past decade, really. But it’s an inescapable truth that not everything goes to plan, that simply making plans does not guarantee you anything.


Perhaps because I’m young and naive, I find it cruel that a contradiction to this extreme could exist. In this one year, at time simultaneously, I have made both the most beautiful memories and the most crippling. I have gained my most valuable life skills and lost some of the most important people to ever grace my life. Perhaps I find it so unbearable because I am young, or perhaps this contradiction in life will be just as brutal when I realize it again later in life.

As much as I did not want to face reflecting on this year, I more so did not want to forget what I have been through, both the painful and beautiful. I feel like I painted this lovely picture, each memory a single stroke, and a series of events spilled their way across my canvas, coffee stains ruining the image I meant to create. But in an attempt to be more optimistic, I thought about it a little harder. Gave it a second look. And what I saw was not a painting ruined by black coffee stains, but merely changed, altered, added to.

My painting of 2014 may not look like what I had intended, but it does not mean it is a failure.

It is what it is. And it’s okay.


Food, Musings

New Year New Blog

2015 is the year of Ashley.

I realize how pretentious it sounds to 1) reference myself in the third person and 2) say that 2015 is going to be all about me, but I promise I won’t take a page from Lord Disick’s playbook. All I want from this year is to get to know myself more.

The thing is, 2015 is going to be a year of big changes for me. It’s the year I graduate from college, have to decide which city to settle down in, and begin my full-fledged adult life. 2015 is all about internships and, come graduation, starting my terrifying journey to finding full-time employment. And with a handful of huge decisions heading my way in this new year, it’s time for me to focus on, well, myself.


So among my other New Year’s Resolutions, my main goal is to focus on myself. Find out what I like, what I want, where I want to live, the kind of people I want to surround myself with and, hopefully, what makes me truly happy (i.e. what makes me excited about life).


2014 was a year of dark blues and reds, of scary adventures, heartbreak, confusion, wandering, and escape. But I’m ready to make 2015 sparkle with silver and gold, ready to lighten up my world, be a bit classier and a lot more driven. I’m ready to work hard and I’m ready to make things happen. I hope you’ll follow along so we can shine together.

Happy New Year.