A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, I believed in the concept of a Perfect 10. As with many things in my malleable life, it all started with a book. Jill Martin and Dana Ravich’s I Have Nothing to Wear! to be exact. It’s a stupidly simple...
I confess: I’m a bit of a book nerd. And with the purchase a couple years ago of my beloved kindle, I became a bit of a book juggler, as well, jumping from Sheryl Sandberg’s Lean In to Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love to Martin’s and Ravich’s I Have Nothing to Wear (which I’ve become re-obsessed...
I wanted to wait a bit to let it all sink in, and because I didn’t want the information to work against any other potential offers, but ladies and gents… I. Am. Employed. I’ve known for about a week and a half, but I received and subsequently accepted a temporary position at...
A while ago, I posted photographs from my little field trip to Long Island with Batman, with the promise of a video soon to come. Well, after some struggling with software, we’re all set. As a refresher, Long Island is the supposed inspiration for the thriller “Shutter Island,” and mildly...
Though I’ve talked about this whole job search process in vague terms, I haven’t really delved into the thick of it, mostly because there’s this massive QR code on my resume that leads to this site and I’m petrified that if I post something that’s misinterpreted, I’ll lose opportunities. But...
I recently splurged and bought this amazing new bracelet from Alex and Ani. Though their bangles are simple, they’re backed by inspiring sentiments and explanations (and one can thus find the perfect one for any given occasion). Plus, they’re so darn pretty. Though simple, I kept coming back to one that...
It’s been a slow day. So I charged up my camera and tried out a couple of lenses and filters. I used a macro lens and it was so close to the subject (flowers) that I had to hold my breath to keep the camera from shaking too much. Anyway,...
photo source: Favim.com I haven’t written in a while because I’ve been (a) ridiculously busy, and (b) sick with the Bubonic Plague. But I want to pause for a moment and talk about today’s obsession (been a while since I did that). I freaking love tea. I love it hot,...
When I was younger, I use to pretend that I was a cat, and I’m meow all day and then cuddle my dad, who would pet my head and scratch my chin. He was the person I talked to about first kisses and crushes. He was my king, and I,...