When I was a teen, each summer my mom and dad took us to the desolate mountains of North Carolina for vacation. While it was an interesting contrast to the flat, beige beach terrain we were accustomed to in Florida–I daydreamed about Patrick Swayze teaching me how to mambo in some random dance studio of a northeast resort. Don’t get me… View Post
It’s time to admit it — summer is nearly over. Though I’m not-so-secretly excited to give summer a bitchy wave (buh-bye!) and embrace fall with open, sweater-clad arms…I am a bit resistant to let go of the sun-kissed glow that the season leaves behind on my typically pale, freckle-flecked complexion. Yes, the transition is upon us, friends and if you’re… View Post
Though I’ve been slow to post these pics from Rocky Mountain National Park, it’s important to note–that place is absolute magic. Picturesque streams dotted with elk and deer roaming free, expanses of tall grass to run in, ridges of perfectly snow-capped mountains even in the summer time…pure bliss for a fiery toddler. We kicked off our shoes and splashed in… View Post
I’ll admit. It’s been difficult to open up my computer lately, to scroll through the timelines of social media on my phone. Facebook walls are filled with contempt and hate, vile slung from one keyboard to another in a home far away. It feels overwhelming. Injustice. Retaliation. Misdirected hate and fear. Intolerance. Bits of truth dotting the “i’s” in lies…. View Post
I’m only completely, 100% moderately obsessed with the 70’s. If you peeked into our apartment on any given day, you’d find the sounds of Rumours or Goats Head Soup filling the air, 100 flowing, bell-sleeved frocks bursting out of our tiny, shared closet and 3 long-haired hippies walking around barefoot. This is also why I’m forever in love with Free People (and… View Post
