Old Friends, New Victims.

The holidays are a merry time, I mean I’m not really one for reindeer sweaters, but gotta love candy canes and snow days. I know it’s only early December but the semester is wrapping up and I can’t help but wonder where the time went. It feels like just yesterday I unpacked my jean shorts. Well, jean shorts are officially out of season, but good news is snowsuits and parkas are in. Aka- perfect way to hide the Christmas cookie food baby. 

All the new friends I’ve made this year have really got me thinking about some oldies but goodies. And by oldies I mean friends from way back when. I won’t name names but there are some precious gems in the bunch. And now I’ve got to make a confession. I social media stalk them all. 

It’s not that I’m obsessed with them. I promise. I don’t know their college addresses or their bra sizes. I just wonder what they’re up to and I want to stay connected to their lives, even if I’m not really on their radars anymore.

Some friendships have an experation date– two crazy drama filled girls fall in love, one kisses the other’s boyfriend, bla bla bla, insert girl-fight here. None of these friendships were even close to that. Most of them faded because of distance and time, some I have no idea how we fell out of step. And as I make new friends and am forced to put myself out there for the first time in years, I’m kind missing some of my relationships that fell through the cracks. 

Why so reminiscent, J? This is soooo sad, how did you let this happen? Why don’t you just text them? Because I didn’t realize how valuable human connections were at the time. For some reason I let those friendships die to the point that I don’t know if I could text them anymore. It would probably be a super weird and awkward conversation. Something straight from the “Broken-up Couple” chapter. But it’s totally not my fault that I wonder what it would’ve been like to keep growing up with them.

Some of them have pretty freaking great lives now. I would’ve loved to visit them at college and get an earful of their new friend group gossip. But the past is the past and nothing is harder than rekindling a flame that’s been out for a while (I’ve never built a fire so I’m not totally sure, but I imagine). Basically this me saying I’m never unfollowing you because I guess there’s always some part of me that wants to be some kind of involved in your lives. Even if it’s just a like every now and then. I promise not to comment any old Facebook statuses (resurfacing is the woooorrrssttt) and I’ll try my hardest not to like ancient Instagrams. But keep me updated, because I still care.

And if you social media stalk me back, then maybe we should get lunch sometime and catch up. 


Stuck in my head: Welcome to Your Life // Grouplove
Snap it: somewhere in DC

When I say victims I mean social media stalking victims. I am not coming to kill you, I swear on chokers and bagels. 

Don’t tell a coder how to code… 

Snapchat is all fun and games until somebody loses a streak. If you don’t know what I’m talking about then you need to leave the cave you’re living in and visit the App Store because you are very behind the times and I’m just trying to save you from yourself. 

Spending time with new people and introducing myself/my major has really made me think about who I am on social media and how embarrassingly much I care about it. Except is it actually embarrassing if that’s what I want to do with my life & I know the first thing a person does after we meet is stalk my profile? (Don’t pretend you’re some rare being that doesn’t do it, I know you’re guilty. Own up to it already.) The other day when I asked my friend, Jordan, if a picture was “above a 7/10 on the Instagramable scale” she replied that it didn’t matter, I was being ridiculous, & caring way too much- Instagram is Instagram, it doesn’t define you. Okay, I get what she’s getting at, I’m more than who I am online, but not gonna lie, this struck a chord with me. The way I see it my platforms are my portfolio and my photos are the stories I want to share and remember. Not to mention I get to flex my marketing muscles in there, too. Bottom line- It’s the creative hub of who I am and what memories I chose to advertise. 

If you stalked my Instagram you’d see exactly what you’d expect based on reading my blog- food, DC, Cava, & friends. No red solo cups, but plenty of cities & sunglasses. Got to hold myself to a level of grace, as I said before I’m busy marketing myself here. What happens on Saturday night stays on Saturday night, what happens on Instagram is forever Googleable. 

Let’s throw some other sites in here too with a quick, cute metaphor-

So, I’m really into layering necklaces right now. Love me some choker, midi, & long necklace action. All at once. No such thing as too much. So dynamic. (Enter segway back to the original topic) & I think social media platforms are the same way. Different accounts are different layers of my life and help me to build a dynamic presence. (Dynamic is my favorite word to describe a good social media account- aka more than just party pictures and basic friend shots.)
On the standard outreach side you have Facebook, Twitter, & LinkedIn for sharing tidbits (like links to this post), pictures, and misc. information with a huge network of people– call this your longest chain.
My midi is VSCO and Snapchat, smaller networks & most frequently used because there’s less concern with number of posts per day/week/lifetime (think quantity over quality), yet they’re also easy, effortless and timeless. For the sake of the metaphor think of these are your Tiffany locket- never gets old & never goes out of style.
& Lastly, you have your choker. This is trendy, instyle, and most crucial part of taking an outfit from eh to yeah. Right now for me, this is my blog & (no surprise here) Instagram. Neither are necessarily classics, but both are statement pieces.

Each site is used for a different purpose, making sharing more specific and personalizable as ever.

“Wow, she sounds like a psycho. Maybe she should get some help.” -Most readers right now.

I guess what I’m saying is that I see social media as my visual voice and I care because I want to be heard. You can get a lot a hate for making your platforms a priority because it’s associated with superficial living, and people may try and save you from that “type of life,” but to me this is just another force to channel creativity and passion into. I’m invested and I think it’s all worth the effort. It’s too late to save me. I’m in too deep. All you can do now is like, comment, & support me through my addiction.

I know this is not everybody’s “thing”, but I would rather have your follow than your criticism. 

So… Find me on IG-@jordanmetzman


Stuck in my head: The Wolf // Mumford and Sons
Snap it: Athens, GA

Unrelated but related- Congrats to my newly sororitized friends. Cheers to many cute pics to come.  Also quick shoutout to my Instagram decision making panel. Such a precious group message. Long live the Instagramable scale. 

Little fish, Big Ocean… Scared Fish.

Call me a business woman and welcome me to the real world because I officially have a LinkedIn profile. I feel like I should have a second bat mitzvah- “You exist to future employers now! You’re adulting!” Cue Torah reading, emotional Dad speech, cake, Cha-Cha Slide, & T-Shirts that say “www.linkedin.com/ln/jordanmetzman”.

The power of social media is truly astonishing to me. I mean, I spend almost every available moment of my life on it or thinking about it, but I can never really get over how influential it can be. A picture is worth a thousand words, so what’s an Instagram profile worth?

LinkedIn is something my business classes have been focusing on a lot lately. With the central theme of your building personal brand, the site is one of the most essential tools to market yourself online. Its connective power draws in users from across the globe, but my favorite thing about it is the sense of community and excitement that comes with clicking the “connect” button. The possibilities are endless and with so many users, it feels like the whole world is at the keyboard of my Macbook. I seem to be facing one little problem though-how do I summarize myself and my aspirations in one box in couple sentences? I feel like “Somewhere between kale, a cronut, a college student, & a DC enthusiast” isn’t going to cut it this time.

I’ve been reading through a lot of other students’ bios and they all start the same, “Student at University of Maryland majoring in…” And while that’s a great intro I can’t help but think (hello, am I Carrie Bradshaw yet?) that’s not really how I want to introduce myself to the entire world. I’m more than just a student and I want to establish that from the beginning. Every business scholars student primarily takes the same classes and graduates with the same degree- I want to show them why I’m valuable and why I’m more invested than the girl down the hall.

But, I don’t want to let my professional experiences define me either, even though they’ve taught me so much more about the industry than I’d ever imagined knowing at 17. I want to be my favorite moments and my stories, my ventures into DC, my VSCO photos, my traveling, my hours on the stairclimber, my sunglasses collection, my chinese food order, & my trials and errors (the tragic day I failed my drivers test comes to mind).

There is so much I want to be, and that one. little. box. is so daunting.

As I sit, watching the cursor blink at me because I haven’t typed anything for like a half hour and am now avoiding the situation (& continuing to avoid the situation) by writing this, all I want to do is make a list of things I love with a nice little note that says “If your brand message is something I can commit to with all my heart, please contact me.” But that’s not really how the business world works, unless you’re Gigi Hadid & everyone wants to work with you already. Unfortunately, I’m not Gigi Hadid. It’s okay, save your condolences, I’ve already come to terms with it and am ready to move on. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?

Next steps? I’m going to suck it up and write a generic student summary of myself for now but pray to God that if I ever apply for a job I get an interview.

Because see, telling stories is kinda my thing and I’ve been practicing my handshake.

Oh, hey, plus side to all this, my profile picture is cute, so basically life is good.


Stuck in my head: Shovels & Dirt // The Strumbellas
Snap it: Key West, FL