This is my “things are getting mighty personal” face. On the way back from a recent weekend trip to Lake Placid, I jotted down a post idea in my phone. This happens probably every day, whether it’s a serious story idea, a funny blog post idea, or anything in between. Most of the time, the ideas stay in my notes app (rip to all the things I haven’t written/maybe never will) but sometimes, they get… View Post

{Wearing: Urban Outfitters dress, Target bandana, sunglasses from Anna Grace, mules from Shoefly, purse from street vendor in NYC} The headline for this post was almost “Lunch at the museum not starring Ben Stiller” until I realized that really doesn’t make sense at all, does it? My partner in crime Laura and I spent a free afternoon at the Botanical Gardens, having a picnic. It was an impromptu plan. I realized I had a break… View Post

{Wearing: Forever 21 top + skirt, sunnies from Half & Half Clothing Co, booties from Nordstrom Rack, KJP pearl necklace, purse from AMVETS // Photo creds: my cute boyfriend Dan} As the “I’m not perfect but my blog is” greeting card that my friend Laura sent me is sitting on my desk, staring me down, I come to you with a post about maxi skirts. I generally take a long time to come around to… View Post

Kettle corn. Spilled Labatt Blue. Fat Bob’s barbeque sauce. Hints of these smells filled the air downtown, which could only mean one thing: something was happening at Canalside. Thursday night’s “something” was six-piece, indie-pop, neo-soul group Fitz and the Tantrums. Best known for their almost-too-catchy radio hits like “Handclap,” “The Walker” and “Out of My League,” the band performed to a packed, diverse crowd. While some were clearly there for the music, a few even… View Post

Last night, I did that thing where you get all dressed up, go to a fancy restaurant, order an expensive dish, by yourself. Going on a date solo has always appealed to me, given that my mind usually associates the act with strong female leads traveling in romantic comedies, unconsciously romanticizing the event as a rite of passage to independence and confidence. So, feeling like Julia Roberts, I had fun. I dressed for the occasion. “American… View Post