I had a conversation with my dear friend and roommate, Lauren Brown, the other evening. She's been debating career choices and we just got to talking about stress levels.

Stress is artificial. Sure, you may be busy, but you make it up on your own. Yes, of course I get stressed, but it doesn't run my career and it doesn't affect other aspects of my life - haha, anymore.

In my industry, the guy I look up to? He basically runs the largest events in New York and is always as calm as a cucumber. In that way, I respect him because he is a lot like my father. No matter what comes his way, he can handle it. I've learned the hard way that not everyone is like that.

I don't often panic either, but when I do? I go somewhere. I do something. I get out of my current situation. I respect my father and TP because they really have this down to an art. They don't need to go anywhere. They just are who they are in the most wonderful way.

Photo taken outside of The Reykjavik School of Visual Art on 3.14.11.