The World of Plugins is Unpredictable and Rough

Before dipping my toes into the world of IT through my blog and a platform I am currently building; I had no idea how unpredictable and rough the world of IT actually is. Especially plugins. My husband is a web developer and I count myself very lucky to have someone understand everything I don’t. Especially today when I ran into an issue of picture rotation. Apparently, there is a thing called metadata (or Exif) that is stored on most pictures taken from a smart phone, and that data isn’t always read…

My Most Valuable Life Tool

This past week I realized pamelagiacometti.com has become my most valuable life tool. Here are my reasons why: Vulnerability. I have learned first hand it’s not as scary as we think to put ourselves out there. I am pushed everyday to think long and wide. Creative freedom. Inspiring one life is better than wishing of inspiring one life but not taking any action to do so. I finally stopped wishing and started doing. I have gained so much respect and admiration for all the creators who put their creations out…

Give Value Or Customers Will Not Want to Come Back

Picture Description: The sauce you see in the picture is a mix of ketchup and mayo in an attempt to add more flavour to my meal. Today I had one of the most disappointing lunches in awhile. My experience happened in a hamburger place I had visited earlier this year when they had just opened. The place is modern with a focus on “healthy eating.” My first experience in this restaurant was positive; I thought the food was good quality with taste. I don’t know what happened inbetween today and last…

Self-Sabotage: The Sneaky Manipulator

“He reminds himself it’s better to be in the arena, getting stomped by the bull, than to be up in the stands or out in the parking lot.” -Steven Pressfield, The War of Art The first two weeks before launching my blog I was riding high on a wave of excitement and motivation. One week after launching I entered the boxing ring with my inner self-sabotaging demons. After I wrote my second post “Emotions from Paris Fashion Week”, I began to hear a faint voice of doubt inside. I ignored…