Fashion Is What You Make It- But It Has To Be You…

I tuned into the new season of Project Runway this weekend before our usual Friday night dinner at my mother-in-laws. A favorite pastime, I love to stream and watch a few episodes at a time, putting on my makeup with a glass of apple-cider tea, sitting on my couch, overwhelmingly excited to see the different…

A Love Letter To Pasta

The “pinch and grab”: a chopstick-like motion with your pointer finger and thumb used to casually scoop-up penne or rigatoni from your plate or bowl. Pinch your fingers, grab the noodle, and ensure that the sauce sticks to the glutenous glob. My mother and I coined this name years ago to describe the not-so-elegant way I would eat pasta,…

Transition, The End.

April 3rd, 2010- today’s the day I’m going to tell them. Prior to this, day after day, I would awake, toss off my blankets and pop-tart out of bed, ready to make the genuine commitment to myself and to honesty by speaking a few basic words. I would stand up, prepare my speech, cower, cry, and crawl back into…

Elegainst The Grain

I decided to take a brief hiatus from the construction of my ‘transitional’ posts, as those require so much more than a coffee and a brisk walk to drum up inspiration and emotion, and begin writing.  But, in keeping with the notion of transitioning and finding myself, I have undoubtedly been able to bottle up the essence of…

The Transition- Part 1.

The word transition is incredibly on-brand for my particular set of beliefs. I believe that when executed correctly, transitioning is the key to success, both personally and professionally. It is not a one-off for making decisions, but transitioning helps us fill the gaps in our lives, and helps us to make moves or adjustments informatively and responsibly.

Self Acceptance Is A Hamster Wheel

I remember granting myself three daily wishes as a young girl. At the end of my shower routine, I would turn around to face the water stream, and for some reason unbeknownst to me, audibly utter three requests in the same repetitive and whiney manner, day in and day out. It wasn’t as if I…