You can’t have the beauty industry without buzzwords, trending ingredients, and everyone telling you what you “shouldn’t do” for your skin. It can be hard to figure out which ones to focus on and which ones are more of a fad.
Read MoreI knew making my blog public, especially through social media, was re-entering the world of putting these same labels on myself of what I stand for, how I live my life, and what I choose to promote.
Read MoreI appreciate the simplicity behind each scent and the feel of the newest line in particular— based off of California in the 1970s.
Read MoreAyurveda paired with Yoga is thought to lead to overall wellbeing and connection to a heightened sense of self-actualization. So the journey continues!
Read MoreWhile in my small city apartment, I feel free. I walk around in my underwear and forget people can see me in the huge windows that directly face a walkway.
Read MoreYou must defend the hope that you deserve to connect with someone again. It’s the opening of the little compartments of your heart only reserved for that special kind of love, even when—whatever beautiful matter they held before—had been cleaned out by someone else.
Read MoreWhy did I believe that denim had to be basic and a way for me to standardize/fit in when I was already going to stand out?
Read MoreI wrote this piece in 2017 when I first got my IUD, the Kyleena. I reflect on the political environment of the time, but have updated to include my opinions after 2 years.
Read MoreRecycling an empty bottle of wine, requiring one quick rinse, is a breeze. Recycling a plastic bottle with a funky top and gunky conditioner inner coating? I’d like to toss it in the trash and forget about it.
Read MoreWhether it’s time to toss a product due to its life ending, or you never liked it in the first place, what’s the best way to do it? Luckily, there are tons of options these days—some of which allow you to benefit further than only less empties in landfills.
Read MoreMy voice started to tremble and before I knew it I was crying. “It’s been a really funky couple of weeks.” My mom handed me a tissue—she was in the room with me, and I suddenly felt like I was 16 again. I was 25.
Read MoreI see the entries I obviously wrote after drinking, entries I carefully crafted at a coffee shop on a Saturday morning, entries suffering the side effects of a particularly bumpy airplane ride.
Read MoreNat and I decided we’d stray from the typical lengthy emails to each other and have a virtual back-and-forth conversation about being women in our current environments.
Read More