Being a start-up CEO is a lot like being bi-polar, you are subject to extreme highs and lows in both attitude and energy level. Unlike someone afflicted with such a condition medically however we are in complete control of how this affects us and those around us. In recent months I personally have gone through some challenges with this and I'm here to tell you there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
I've decided that this blog would better serve you my loyal readers as an account of the trials, tribulations, and rewards of being a start-up entrepreneur. I have had my fair share of ups and downs but have recently been blessed with a resurgence of energy, motivation, and dogged determination to see my venture succeed. I wish that I could say that this was entirely my own doing, but sometimes these things require an outside stimulus.
As a result of this stimulus more has been accomplished with Stigmare and Emerald City Fashion Week in the last month than in the previous three combined. Emerald City Fashion Week in particular has gained a tremendous amount of momentum both on and off of Twitter. I Hope that you will pardon my vagueness as to the nature of this stimulus, be assured it is a positive influence. Maybe at some point in the future I will be more transparent as to its nature, but for now discretion is the better part of valor.
If there is a message I would want you to take away from my rambling here it would be this. Never loose faith in your vision and passion. Have absolute confidence in that fact that if you firmly believe in your dream you can bring it to fruition. Focus your mind on the smallest of details. I can see the vision of what Stigmare will be so clearly in my mind that I can smell the coffee in the breakroom and hear the clicking of heels on the marble entry of our chic downtown office. It is this level of clarity and passion you need if you are to see your vision come to pass.
Thank you for indulging me once again, and I leave you with one of my favorite quotes.
"We are what we repeatedly do. Exellence then is not and act, but a habit." Aristotle
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Stigmare and Emerald City Fashion Week Interview
Thank you Gene Dexter for allowing me to share the Stigmare story and our vision for Emerald City Fashion Week. The power of Twitter and social media is amazing and we look forward to producing a grand event to coax Seattle to be more Fashion Forward.
Labels:
event planning,
fashion marketing,
marketing,
Stigmare,
Twitter
Saturday, August 1, 2009
I'm No Saint
It appears that this blog is becoming more of a space for my on personal therapy session than marketing anymore. With that being said lay myself open to you once again in the spirit of transparency. Some of you will choose to support me, some of you will choose to pity me and yet others of you may choose to leverage this to yours or others' advantage. It is just human nature to do so and I accept that consequence head on. Never been one to back down from confrontation or avoid risk.
The last month or so has been a very revealing look into some of my own character flaws for me. I suppose we all play different roles in our lives and each has its own persona but this goes beyond that. My activity on Twitter has gained me a certain degree of respect and notoriety among some of you reading this for which I am grateful but honestly still a little uncomfortable with. After all who am I?
I am just this guy that loves branding and marketing that is trying desperately to launch not one, but two start-ups in the middle of a recession with no capital. I have a vision of the fashion industry in Seattle I want to share. I have a dream of building my business to the point that I can provide full ride scholarships to my beloved Seattle University. This is the Persona you all know.
Behind that Persona is a man, a man who is as flawed as the rest of us. I don't think I've ever had a truly meaningful relationship. I've said it before I have an independent streak a mile wide. I end up being so hot or cold that by the time the light bulb goes off and I recognize the behavior its too late to correct it. There does not seem to be a middle ground for me. This is an area I am very weak in and desperately wish I could find some balance in. I can't fall back on my old line of, "if the Marines wanted me to have a wife they would have issued me one," anymore.
I can only assume that it stems from my always trying to maintain a certain level of control over my emotions. My friends in high school used to describe me as being half Vulcan and half Klingon. Yes we were Star Trek geeks, so? For the most part I was this calm, in control, logical guy. When released however my emotions would reek havoc and there was no logic. The Marines helped my to learn to channel that much better and increased my level of control. All though re-acclimating to civilian society was a challenge, one I still face over ten years later, it was just another exercise in self-control.
Truth be told despite the confidence I generally portray and the big smile I am truly an emotional wreck right now. Like many others out there I have lost a great deal of what I have worked so many years to achieve. If you only knew what my personal finances looked like you'd think I was insane to put on the happy face. In April I gave my dream car, a black on black SLK320, back to the bank because I could no longer afford it. I now rely on a $90 a month bus pass to get me where I need to go, and occasionally the kindness of friends. The only thing that drives me forward is the vision of where I want my company Stigmare to be five years from now.
Logically I know this will pass and I must focus on what lies before me and not focus on the past. The overwhelming sense of demoralization I feel for having to take a job is crushing. I'm not even going to get into how bad my love life is, though there were some high points. I hope that you all can forgive me for my short comings. I am finding a great deal of truth to the statement, "its lonely at the top." As a CEO you have to be a cheerleader all the time and can't show any wavering in faith. It is draining but worth it in the long run.
The last month or so has been a very revealing look into some of my own character flaws for me. I suppose we all play different roles in our lives and each has its own persona but this goes beyond that. My activity on Twitter has gained me a certain degree of respect and notoriety among some of you reading this for which I am grateful but honestly still a little uncomfortable with. After all who am I?
I am just this guy that loves branding and marketing that is trying desperately to launch not one, but two start-ups in the middle of a recession with no capital. I have a vision of the fashion industry in Seattle I want to share. I have a dream of building my business to the point that I can provide full ride scholarships to my beloved Seattle University. This is the Persona you all know.
Behind that Persona is a man, a man who is as flawed as the rest of us. I don't think I've ever had a truly meaningful relationship. I've said it before I have an independent streak a mile wide. I end up being so hot or cold that by the time the light bulb goes off and I recognize the behavior its too late to correct it. There does not seem to be a middle ground for me. This is an area I am very weak in and desperately wish I could find some balance in. I can't fall back on my old line of, "if the Marines wanted me to have a wife they would have issued me one," anymore.
I can only assume that it stems from my always trying to maintain a certain level of control over my emotions. My friends in high school used to describe me as being half Vulcan and half Klingon. Yes we were Star Trek geeks, so? For the most part I was this calm, in control, logical guy. When released however my emotions would reek havoc and there was no logic. The Marines helped my to learn to channel that much better and increased my level of control. All though re-acclimating to civilian society was a challenge, one I still face over ten years later, it was just another exercise in self-control.
Truth be told despite the confidence I generally portray and the big smile I am truly an emotional wreck right now. Like many others out there I have lost a great deal of what I have worked so many years to achieve. If you only knew what my personal finances looked like you'd think I was insane to put on the happy face. In April I gave my dream car, a black on black SLK320, back to the bank because I could no longer afford it. I now rely on a $90 a month bus pass to get me where I need to go, and occasionally the kindness of friends. The only thing that drives me forward is the vision of where I want my company Stigmare to be five years from now.
Logically I know this will pass and I must focus on what lies before me and not focus on the past. The overwhelming sense of demoralization I feel for having to take a job is crushing. I'm not even going to get into how bad my love life is, though there were some high points. I hope that you all can forgive me for my short comings. I am finding a great deal of truth to the statement, "its lonely at the top." As a CEO you have to be a cheerleader all the time and can't show any wavering in faith. It is draining but worth it in the long run.
Labels:
balance,
social media,
Stigmare,
Twitter
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