it was a bottoms and thumb’s up weekend. fo’sho. my new favorite mocktail of freshly squeezed lime and grapefruit juice, spritzed with equal parts soda water, kept me bubbling and effervescent all friday and saturday night. and although the super moon...
a mattress made of sand, yielding afternoon naps so satisfying, decades later you’ll still crave them like you pine for heat on a frosty, january morning. lapping waves become truth serum dripping into your brain, coaxing out secrets, confessions, and desires...
i was looking up. i was. really. although it wasn’t the empire state building that caught my eye, but rather a half-open, dutch door, ajar to a studio full of unsuspecting, lovely ladies, still aglow from their downward dogs, gaily chatting each other up on a...
this friday, june 21st, summer officially commences down at the cannery, with the art of movement, a fundraiser benefiting we are ocean, a non-profit, public organization who comes together in an effort “to harness the ocean’s healing powers and help others...
do you manifest? it’s kind of the rage these days. sort of like green juices and overalls {yes, they’re back.} most of the people whom i adore, copycat, internet stalk, and who would downright obtain a restraining order against me if they were privy to my...
