In 2018, I have so much for which I am deeply, unashamedly, and unrepentantly grateful.
Here’s the thing: life is sort of a pretty dream, if you look at it the right way.
To live + love + work: London or New York. How does one choose?
Instead of always making room for improvement, perhaps one should just enjoy the space you occupy
Once, I was blind. Now, I see.
A year ago you couldn’t have promised me I would be sitting in Bermuda with the bestie, vodka OJ in hand, and happy.
Yesterday, I hit the wall.