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New Blog
I am starting a new blog at brittanyaperez.blogspot.com for reasons mentioned there. Please continue to follow my blog at that location.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
BrandJazzTargetStorm
Life is busy. I have been working, going to school, keeping updated on Dancing with the Stars and Project Runway, and spending time with Hector. Also, recently my team was chosen as a BYU finalist for L'Oreal Brandstorm.
According to the Brandstorm website, "L’Oréal Brandstorm is an international marketing game allowing students throughout the world to put themselves in the place of a L’Oréal brand manager and giving them the chance to innovate one of L'Oréal's existing international brands. Students use their marketing knowledge and creativity to develop an international brand strategy, design new packaging and develop a real communication campaign with a world famous advertising agency."
This years challenge was to imagine what would be the new DIESEL beauty product range for men if it were not fragrance. My team of three came up with a brilliant idea and developed a strategy to send to L'Oreal. I guessed L'Oreal liked it.
In less than three weeks we will present our product and a more developed plan to L'Oreal, along with four other teams from BYU. The winning team from BYU will travel to New York to compete in the national competition for a chance to compete in Paris. Needless to say I have a lot of work ahead of me, but I am extremely excited. Wish me luck!
On another note, my work place was featured in the Police Beat.
If you can't read the first post it says...
"A man in his 60s and woman in her 20s (more like 30s actually) showed up at the Morris Center. They went to the back of the cafeteria where the woman posed provocatively while the man took her picture. An employee asked them who they were and the man said he was a BYU alumnus. They were gone when the police arrived."
True story but this is not the only time they have been to our office to take pictures. On two other occasions (that we know of) she came into the lobby of our office took her bejewelled jacket off and posed for this man in a scandalous top. Weird. I must also give credit to Kristin Booth for being the detective of the Morris Center pedophile. You should take up a life of crime fighting.
Next. Hector's long-time friend Brant and his wife Natalie invited us to go to a Jazz game last weekend. Brant's wonderful sister got us all tickets that awarded us a catered dinner in a club suite which included half-time snacks. I felt like a celebrity looking down on all the poor people in their cheap seats. :) It was a way fun exprience.
I look drunk in this picture (I am not)...but oh well...you get the picture...
Can I also mention my extreme love for Target?
Last night I was in a bad mood and I needed to go to get deodorant, so I stopped by at Target. Target is my Disneyland. It is the rich man's Wal-Mart (mostly because everyone is wearing shoes and has their two front teeth). I love their clothes, shoes, accessories, home decor, and the organization and cleanliness of each aisle. I love it all. It is my happy place. I can honestly say that my dampened spirits were washed away by the glory that is Target.
I think that's all.
According to the Brandstorm website, "L’Oréal Brandstorm is an international marketing game allowing students throughout the world to put themselves in the place of a L’Oréal brand manager and giving them the chance to innovate one of L'Oréal's existing international brands. Students use their marketing knowledge and creativity to develop an international brand strategy, design new packaging and develop a real communication campaign with a world famous advertising agency."
This years challenge was to imagine what would be the new DIESEL beauty product range for men if it were not fragrance. My team of three came up with a brilliant idea and developed a strategy to send to L'Oreal. I guessed L'Oreal liked it.
In less than three weeks we will present our product and a more developed plan to L'Oreal, along with four other teams from BYU. The winning team from BYU will travel to New York to compete in the national competition for a chance to compete in Paris. Needless to say I have a lot of work ahead of me, but I am extremely excited. Wish me luck!
On another note, my work place was featured in the Police Beat.
If you can't read the first post it says...
"A man in his 60s and woman in her 20s (more like 30s actually) showed up at the Morris Center. They went to the back of the cafeteria where the woman posed provocatively while the man took her picture. An employee asked them who they were and the man said he was a BYU alumnus. They were gone when the police arrived."
True story but this is not the only time they have been to our office to take pictures. On two other occasions (that we know of) she came into the lobby of our office took her bejewelled jacket off and posed for this man in a scandalous top. Weird. I must also give credit to Kristin Booth for being the detective of the Morris Center pedophile. You should take up a life of crime fighting.
Next. Hector's long-time friend Brant and his wife Natalie invited us to go to a Jazz game last weekend. Brant's wonderful sister got us all tickets that awarded us a catered dinner in a club suite which included half-time snacks. I felt like a celebrity looking down on all the poor people in their cheap seats. :) It was a way fun exprience.
I look drunk in this picture (I am not)...but oh well...you get the picture...
Can I also mention my extreme love for Target?
Last night I was in a bad mood and I needed to go to get deodorant, so I stopped by at Target. Target is my Disneyland. It is the rich man's Wal-Mart (mostly because everyone is wearing shoes and has their two front teeth). I love their clothes, shoes, accessories, home decor, and the organization and cleanliness of each aisle. I love it all. It is my happy place. I can honestly say that my dampened spirits were washed away by the glory that is Target.I think that's all.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Oh Deer.
The other morning I was headed outside to leave for work. Immediately I noticed that there was a rather large animal pelt in the street in front of our driveway. While the rather large animal skin was not in the way of me leaving, I still believe that this is totally inconsiderate and if not illegal, it should be. Tell me who just leaves their roadkill in front of some one's home and believes that it is acceptable behavior. I assure you it is not. I was in a hurry to get to work and so I was not able to inform any authorities of my disgusting find but of course I let Hector know. When Hector arrived home later that day it had been removed. We are still unsure who the culprit is but I have a pretty good idea.
Nearly a week later, Hector and I were about to head out to run some errands and as I was attempting to get into the car when I saw it. A deer leg in our gutter. There, nestled between sidewalk and street was the lower half of a deer's leg. Exclamations of disgust flew from my mouth. I was in utter shock that someone would let something so vile float its way down to the front of our home. When Hector and I got home the deer leg was gone. Here is a photo of the evidence.
If you are going to dismantle a deer, please pick up after yourself. That is all I have to say.
Nearly a week later, Hector and I were about to head out to run some errands and as I was attempting to get into the car when I saw it. A deer leg in our gutter. There, nestled between sidewalk and street was the lower half of a deer's leg. Exclamations of disgust flew from my mouth. I was in utter shock that someone would let something so vile float its way down to the front of our home. When Hector and I got home the deer leg was gone. Here is a photo of the evidence.
If you are going to dismantle a deer, please pick up after yourself. That is all I have to say.
Monday, October 5, 2009
UPDATE
Joseph, the supervisor for the High School Department from my work, recognized my plight and gave me cookies.
Such a nice guy.
There's my good deed coming back to me.
Such a nice guy.
There's my good deed coming back to me.
Bad Karma
So I gave a bum all my change so that she could buy lunch. Now I don't have change to buy myself food. :(
Monday, September 28, 2009
I just got called as a Primary worker.
Dialog with between me and some kids at church:
Uknown Child: "You don't have a baby?"
Me: "No...that's my baby (pointing to Hector)."
Megan (Child #2): "Oh, so you are like a kid."
Me: "Yeah, sure."
Megan: "So, why do you have a purse?"
Me: "Why do you have a purse?"
Megan: "It's a bag..."
Uknown Child: "You don't have a baby?"
Me: "No...that's my baby (pointing to Hector)."
Megan (Child #2): "Oh, so you are like a kid."
Me: "Yeah, sure."
Megan: "So, why do you have a purse?"
Me: "Why do you have a purse?"
Megan: "It's a bag..."
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