This month I've had such fantastic opportunities to travel. I'm presently sitting in Chicago (last morning... can't believe I'm leaving as Lollapalooza is starting! Bad planning girl) and while I'm sitting here I'm excited to finally share my little peek at Nashville from a few weeks back.
Also! In big
“Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
One of the things I love about traveling is experiencing the colors of a place.
Heat rising. I move backwards. Into the shadow, reversing the parade. Stitch by stitch fusing the days together.
The thievery of the moment.
ten to one
a caffeinated sleep for the real.
I'm spending my days at home in New Orleans like this: Sundays with
Kyle Davidson: Sometimes you hear a song on the radio and it's just the song you want to hear right then, and then it's over and you're just glad you heard it.
Miranda Presley: And I'm like that song?
Kyle Davidson: No, you're nothing like that song. You're like if that was the only song in the world that I c
I just love how sometimes things align in a way in which someone shows up in your life, unexpected and you have that immediate connection.
This past weekend during the July 4th holiday, which means Essence Festival in New Orleans, I had the pleasure of meeting Candace. I'd actually spotted Candace all over the place
If you're presently still tucked in bed because you have an early onset 4th of July hangover well, then this post is for you. We're going to take a 3 step approach to getting this 4th of July holiday going.
Step 1: Coffee. (duh, always step 1). Do we even count that as a step?
B. As you scroll through your phone, d
“Style is the answer to everything.
A fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thing
To do a dull thing with style is preferable to doing a dangerous thing without it
To do a dangerous thing with style is what I call art." ~ Bukowski
Sometimes I wonder why in the world I have a style blog. Is that what this is
I swear I don't wear this every single day. Unless it's June. In the French Quarter. Of New Orleans.
However. It is that, so it is so.
I'm also on a frickin' fringe fix. I found this little bag hanging on the H&M sale rack during my visit to Toronto last week. It was one of those moments where as I walked along
Laughter is an instant vacation. ~ Milton Berle
This year I've made such major life changes. I've spent time digging deep with a focus of being the most loving, caring, generous human being to those around me and to the world at large ...
And despite that, sometimes things aren't pretty.
I have this blog in which
"You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there's still going to be somebody who hates peaches."
I literally. LOL'd.
Because, you guys?! Who in the world could hate peaches, but alassssss.
Sometimes. They do. It's the nature of us.
And in a turn of events (because aren't th