When I lived in Paris, one of the most important life lessons I came away with was a love and respect for solo travel. I learned that whom you’re with has just as strong an impact on your experience as where you go and what you see. To illustrate, let...
This one’s another mom-inspired post (What can I say—she knows me so well?). But it also seemed like a good prompt/opportunity to reflect. One year ago, I was living in Paris, traveling every opportunity I could. Ever since I read Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants and learned about Santorini, I was a...
For some reason, I was writing last night and the phrase “shades of you” came to mind. I liked it, so I ran with it. Twice. … Shades of You (v.1) Shades of you, Lackluster faux-mances without the inside jokes and comfortable silences. Poor perfects don’t stand a chance against...
Minimal posts lately… I’m on vacation! I wiggled my way into my dad’s east coast trip. We spent a day in San Francisco then jet off to Connecticut to pick my baby brother up from school. Thennnnnn we drove up to beautiful Boston, to kill some time and see some...
You may have noticed from my Bucket List post that I’m a little behind on my driving… stuff. Technically, I was taught to drive by a boyfriend when I was 14. But I never really got around to getting my license (for a variety of reasons, all somewhere rooted in...
