This year’s victim of the “am I really that old?!” Birthday meltdown is my living room! One minute I was sipping coffee and looking at my "country-home," beadboard, and the next I was taking to it with a hammer and a butter knife (for prying,
Follow my blog with Bloglovin In all my days of sniffing sea breeze I've encountered nothing quite like the wind that whips off the Oregon coast. Nothing compares to the scent that rolls in off the Pacific and meets the dense forests of Oregon—crisp, wet, evergreen,
Florida, you know I love you. But I can't do this anymore. This time I'm really leaving you. I know it's not the first time I've said it I'm going for good
Traveling the world isn't always glamorous, and I'm sick of map flatlays and coffee closeups that make you feel otherwise. (disclaimer: I also kind of love map flatlays
Way back in 2012 I started a travel blog. It was an embarrassing attempt at documenting my "wild and crazy" adventures of my twenties (spoiler: not that wild and crazy). I wrote loquacious blog posts in an attempt to be a young Jack Keroac (cringe!
I don't know about you but there's nothing better than curling up in a cozy bookstore in a foreign city. If I'm feeling homesick or lonely or lost, a bookstore brings me right back to a place of familiarity. No matter the differences, every culture
Tom's 50 year old workshop is not along the main drag of kitsch shops in old town Corfu. Rather, it's down an unassuming alleyway, a tiny turn that takes you into Tom's alcove of handmade Olive Oil wares. You're drawn into this alley by an eclectic
Another week gone by biking around my favorite foggy city by a bay. Like most of my travels, I arrived in SF with no set plans. Except perhaps to enjoy a few dance classes, and discover a new neighborhood (having biked this city many times over, this
At the start of 2016 I moved to New York City. Why? I'm not entirely sure
Florida, you know I love you. But I can't do this anymore. This time I'm really leaving you. I know it's not the first time I've said it I'm going for good