10 Ways 2016 Kicked My Ass
This isn’t what you may think it is. This isn’t a rant about how terrible 2016 was. It’s a list. Hah! Alright, but in all seriousness this isn’t a post about bashing the last 365 days I endured on planet earth. As a whole,...
Fall, Fashion, and other Things
There’s a palpable energy to fall. It’s electric. The earth is shifting and moving in her seasons and with it bores evidence. The leaves warm to gold and hues of rust. The twilight hour draws itself around us earlier and earlier, like an old...
On Being Bold
I’ve been thinking about boldness and the role it plays in pursuing one’s dreams. One cannot go after a seemingly-lofty goal with meekness. One must be fierce, tenacious, determined, and willing to take risks Several months ago I had a fire likened to these...
5 Ways to Have More Motivation
Sometimes I feel like a dumpy, soggy muffin. Isn’t that a gross visual? Just imagine in your mind a wilting muffin. It was once fresh from the oven and radiating with silent energy in its little muffin wrapper. That muffin was ready to take...
Moving to California
I had the opportunity to shoot a video detailing a personal plot twist in my life, something unexpected! My move from St. Louis, MO to San Diego, CA was an obvious choice. If my life were a movie (sometimes I imagine it is) this...
Why Adults Need Fairytales
Confession: I’m a huge fantasy literature nerd. I love dragons and fairies. I love princesses who escape their stuffy assumed roles as quiet and docile women. I love handsome poppers who get by on charm and wit. I love secret passageways, magic carpets, and...
Best Friends and Babies
I’m sitting here at my computer one week after an aged Boeing 747 touched down in the lush landscape of St. Louis, MO. My boyfriend and I were both on that plane and relished in the sound of the aircraft’s wheels colliding with the...
Waiting and Why it’s Worth It
I’m currently playing the not so fun game of waiting. Yes, right now as I type this blog post I’m waiting. Lady in waiting right here! And it’s not romantic or time-period-esque in the least. It’s more like grouchy, grumbling, girl-in-yoga-pants waiting than Pride...