I do not cook. But for some reason, I find baking to be v relaxing and a great way to decompress.
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I do not cook. But for some reason, I find baking to be v relaxing and a great way to decompress.
Read MoreIt wouldn’t be Christmas without a meltdown. Mine came early on November 29th. With the my new lob comes great responsibility. I still have not mastered the beach curl, and have experimented with a few curling irons and other hot tools. I decided to experiment with a wand on the day Carms said we were…
Read MoreNew lob, new job, new me? My hair started to return to its natural state, and I decided to follow the influence and try Chiara’s colori$t. I had never heard of Meche salon. I arrived with my long semi brown hair excited to return to my true blonde self. The colorist walked over to my station,…
Read MoreWhile everyone was at the Met on Monday, Moran and I created our own soirée with scrambled eggs and rosé. Ah, the life of luxury. This has been by far the most relaxing part of my week, since I have served as an RN after Jordan and I were exposed to the plague. The carrier: The otters. “Hey…
Read MoreI do not run. I do not jog. I occasionally sprint on the treadmill due to intimidation by the Orange Theory instructor, but my sausage links do not scurry for a significant amount of time. Sunday, I ran a 5k. I literally felt like P. Diddy, episode one, when he trained for the New York…
Read MoreThank god it’s not January anymore. What a dark 30 days. Can we all take a moment and say Ciao to that horrible month? #deuces Feb is the new Jan, and as the preacher of my church, Franz from Soul Cycle says, “There is always a time to start over and change. Everything is temporary.” Apparently, Jordan thinks…
Read MoreEffective November 8th, I have been a frenzied holiday vacuum, consuming all festive food items. I have not stopped eating. It was Friendsgiving that kicked off the month long food coma, and I have been a stuffed turkey ever since. The winter coat is on. To add an extra layer, I have been sick AF,…
Read MoreThe end of an era
Read MoreI walked out of the Adele concert with Carms frustrated and confused to why she did not play my favorite song of all time (Hometown Glory). As we drove away from the Staples parking lot, I scrolled through videos of the miracle I had witnessed in DTLA, and there I found, “Hometown Glory.” I was…
Read MoreIt has begun. #maymadness May Madness: The string of events where I celebrate the date of birth of literally every single person I know between May and mid-June. The pre-game to May Madness started in April with my brother, then OPENFOLD, followed by HBD Lausen (never forget the hand in Summer ’15). Between the birthday events,…
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