Live In The Nautical

// Travel // Fashion // Lifestyle // Self-Love //

Author: K.M. Sutton

I am a country girl living on the Upper East Side of the concrete jungle. My friends call me a modern day Renaissance woman. I have dabbled in a little bit of everything, from being a yoga instructor to holistic chef, to skating coach, to glorified nanny, to student. I am a self admitted coffee junkie. A wannabe mermaid. A wanderluster who dreams of other countries. A fashionista who really does need a bigger bank account. But most important of all, I dream of living in a bungalow by the ocean and being a published writer (in style of course) sipping coffee in the morning and a martini in the evening. I love to meet my readers, so feel free to comment or email me. Happy reading!

Gaining Perspective

  I am blessed to have been raised in a place, where the exquisite mountains and quaint small town setting could have come from a painting. Growing up, I was constantly hiking. Scaling mountains and channeling my inner Leo by being king of the world. But I truly was king, or queen of the world. You can’t stand on top ….

Preparing for Travel

Traveling in the city is no cake walk. You are preparing for war, a UFC fight and a beauty pageant all at the same time. You want to look cute because there is a high probability a celebrity will be at the airport or maybe just your future hubby. Yet, by the time you get there, you have probably sweated ….

Villefranche-Sur-Mer

It started with a text which prompted an impromptu dinner coffee date, and ended with me drooling about this fabulous place. A place nestled between Nice and the Amalfi coast. I had met a friend for a long over due coffee date at our mutual love of Maison Kayser. As a fellow coffee lover, yogi, and all around artist – ….

Disaster!

I was excited for my Disaster! date. And yes I am joking. It was not a “disaster,” Far from it, but I wouldn’t want to make this Fifty Shades (Ahem totally kidding Mom and Dad) so alas I will keep this Disney rated. I digress, the show I went to last night was called “Disaster!” The musical, and while they ….

Running Meditation

The early hours of dawn glisten with light. I mumble and grumble because as much as I am a morning person, I am still not fit for human contact. My feet slip into my Asics like a cozy slipper, and I put my earbuds in and hit play. I am ready for battle. I set out down the quiet city ….

The Mermaid’s Song

I stand on a cliff at the edge of the world. The sea salty wind whips my hair, Bringing the tastes of the earth to my lips. As I try to hold on to grains of sand Slipping between my fingers, grasping, struggling to hold on. To memories, to life. I don’t know. Only the sea does. Dolphins jump and ….

Just Do It

The hardest part of yoga, is getting on your mat. Almost every teacher I have come into contact with, as well as practitioner say that, myself included. It isn’t the level two three classes or the heated hundred degree room. It isn’t even remembering to breathe (though that is a close second) it is getting there. You might think really? ….

Sunday Brain Power

Writing is not a matter of choice. Writers have to write. It is somehow in their temperament, in the blood, in tradition. ~ N. Scott Momaday   Sundays aren’t just for God. They are for writing too. Obviously I am being facetious. But after a Friday night and Saturday, Sundays are the perfect day to begin again. Why wait for ….

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