Belle of the Ball… At Home

It’s as if I was in someone else’s home for the day; the kitchen feels new, bright. The house is clean and pristine, and smells of basil and garlic and red wine. The old-school hip-hop music blasting is a bit of a disconnect, but comfort and stress are all part of the hosting game for me. The…

The Company We Keep

We are judged by those around us- judged by their actions, their mishaps, their wrongdoings. If the company we keep is powerful, famous, or strikingly beautiful- regardless of our connection to them- we are paired alongside them and labeled as puzzle pieces in their entourage or crew. A huge believer in the “less is more”…

Creating Concoctions Part 1

I remember it vividly: it was winter, the sun set early. 5:30 pm and staunchly dark outside- I bravely took that evenings still frozen, whole chicken, and chucked into a soup pot with dried oregano and whole, uncut lemons, generously squeezing an entire bottle of Hidden Valley Ranch Dressing all over the contents. I belted out, “dinner…

A Workout A Day: The Mind and Body Slay

And… dive! Head hits the water, body submerges underneath in a streamlined and regal position and continues on in a dolphin-like motion without a single thought roaming around the brain of the inhabitant. In my opinion, the above should be the description used to describe diving into a pool and swimming freely. Ahh, swimming- swimming…

Being Resourceful

When I was young, my mother always said the quality she most revered in me was my resilience. The quality I admire the most in others is resourcefulness. Being able to garner information and make informed decisions after patiently spending hours researching the pros and cons of any situation was something I could never really grasp; it’s…

You Didn’t Read Lonely Planet?

Travel is something so engrained in my being and in my soul that I spend a good chunk of my free time staring at virtual maps, learning country capitals, stating at google pictures of local or unique dishes, and deciding if my next venture will be to a cold or warm climate. Two weeks ago, my…

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…