Corporate Queen, Checking In


the birth of corporate queendom

A blog to detail my exciting (and confusing) post-grad adventures.

I'm starting this new blog and I'm absolutely terrified. Why, you ask?

I have no idea.

I get in this weird headspace where I need to make everything perfect, and make sure my jokes are witty enough, and my web designs are clean and smooth before I even think about posting.

And then I get into the headspace where I never want to start anything because I can't make everything perfect, and my jokes are more corny than witty, and my designs are so clean and smooth in my head but a jumbled mess on the screen.

And so I think, "okay, well let me table it." And i'll come back to it later. But every time I think of posting after that, I get anxiety and "table it" further. And then again after that. And then after that. And soon its months down the line and I'm still stuck at the same place I was when I wanted to start.

So I decided that ends now. I'm starting a new blog today and buying the domain. Mainly bc they're having a 50% off deal that expires tomorrow. Also because I've figured out a name for my blog and I think its so cool and stupid but satirical and edgy and fun and everything that screams "me" when i'm thinking about my life and who I want to become.

I named it "Corporate Queendom" because "Boss Babes (and Boss Babe, singular)" "Bawse Babe" "Corporate Babe" "Corporate Mami" and any and every form of the two most important words that exemplify my inner spirit animal were taken.

Except, "Corporate B-" but I didn't want to be that vulgar. Not like I'm judging anyone who uses that word, but it definitely comes off way more harsh when read. Also in my case, I don't think it'd be smart to refer to myself and my entry-level salary to any form of "Corporate B-".

Plus, the domain would look ugly.

Either way, that brought me to "Corporate Queendom". I'd actually been stewing on a name for months now, and none of them felt right and then this one tumbled into my mind and I haven't been able to shake it. Which in my head, means thats a good thing.

So here I am: a fresh 22 year-old grad launching a brand new blog named "Corporate Queendom" with a measly year of actual corporate experience and no palace of her own.

But I don't know, I think the best thing about this blog is not to brag about how I have it all figured out, but to actually acknowledge how much I don't have it all figured out and how normal (i hope) it is to not. And if you're in that weird space between "hey i'm out of college" and "i actually don't know how the hell my life is going to turn out" then we are definitely on the same wavelength, my friend.

So with that being said, I decided to cut the crap and be honest with myself. If I take this thing way to seriously, you guys will never see this post. Corporate Queendom will continue to only exist in my brain with all of my other creatively brilliant ideas that never make it to the surface bc of my unrealistic grip on perfection.

There's so much in my life that's happening and I need an outlet to laugh to, cry to, and definitely release some satirical passive aggressive emotions.

I secretly shared this vision with one of my close friends and she brought up a really great point. "You definitely need to do it," she simply stated between bites of her yummy quesadilla, "the things that are happening now that seem really important or problematic will be forgotten when the time has passed." And I couldn't agree with her more. It's so important to capture these raw emotions and memories while I'm feeling them and not years after.

When I was in middle school, I would write the craziest most sorrowful love poems about one of my best friends that I was secretly in love with. They were great, and even though I haven't thought about the guy in almost 10 years, re-reading those poems brings me right back to the floor of my 8th grade bedroom, knees to chest, pen to paper, Drake in the background, a memory that is so easily forgotten. And I love love love how these memories help me clearly define where I was and where God has brought me.

That feeling alone, is worth every imperfection, every forced joke that doesn't transfer well across the screen, and the jumbled mess of my current web design. So that's why I'm only allowing myself to proofread this twice before posting.

This is the raw, uncut, non-edited, mistake-making, always-crying, loud-laughing, creative-thinking, obnoxious-speaking me.

I guess what I'm trying to say is…

welcome to the journey of the wonderful conquer of my Corporate Queendom.

I hope it makes you laugh, brings you comfort, or helps you in a time of need. And if it doesn't, I don't mind - its nice having something for the future me to look forward to reading.

Stay beautiful,

- Corporate Queen



"For God did not give us a spirit of fear, but of power and love and self-control."