Your eyes, they shine so bright I wanna save that light I can’t escape this now Unless you show me how When you feel my heat Look into my eyes It’s where my demons hide It’s where my demons hide Don’t get too close It’s dark inside It’s where my demons hide ~ Demons // Imagine Dragons I live my ….
Life is to short to stay in a bubble. Travel. Explore. Experience. And if not you can always read about it here.
Within twenty-four hours we went from Hello Summer to Freezing Winter. Just the day before yesterday, I was running in a tank top and shorts and happily ordering Caramel Frappucinos from Starbucks. Now I am pulling out my down jacket with its faux fur hood (Good thing I didn’t dry clean it!) and rushing to chug every hot drink within ….
Rain pours down the city streets creating small floods down the hills and gullies. People are rushing to and fro, trying to avoid the puddles quickly becoming lakes. The circus has come to the city as they jump and skip, twisting their bodies in ways even contortionists would be impressed with. As they try to shield themselves with umbrellas and ….
“In a place so far away We’ll be young That’s how we’ll stay Every wish is a command We will find ourselves in Never Neverland” The first time I saw “Finding Neverland” I was a blundering ball of emotional mess. It didn’t help I was running late, which I abhor with a passion. Timeliness is Godliness. It was also ….
“I demolish my bridges behind me – then there is no choice but forward.” Fridtjof Nansen I am not a huge fan of heights. I blame my siblings, who use to put me on top of the fridge when they were babysitting me – all in the name of love of course. I would sit there as if a basilisk ….
I think New York is a good place to write in general because it’s a grid. It’s organized. You know where you are on the map. That centers you, and your imagination is perhaps freer to roam. ~Alex Turner When you live in a city it is hard to play tourist. If people gave me money for the amount ….
A friend asked me a couple months ago on my Instagram page who my private photographer was. I laughed, and albeit a bit sarcastically replied “The world.” I might have been being facetious when I said it in the moment, but the more I thought about it, the more accurate a statement it was. While it is true I love ….
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 ….
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 ….
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 – ….