When people say “my 16 year old self never would have imagined…” well my sixteen year old self never would have imagined what I actually ended up going through at sixteen, that to this day really still causes me some grief. Because that’s the super awesome thing about grief, it really finds a way to…
I’ve decided to start an ongoing list of all the things that make me cringe, shake my head, dramatically sigh and roll my eyes lol. Because you know what? Sometimes it’s just nice to bond over mutually hated things.
Starting over is hard; it doesn’t matter if it was a relationship that ended, a friendship or a career. Honestly, it can suck either way. There’s a silver lining though, it can also be refreshing and lead to positive experiences. Sounds cliche right?
Dear Santa, First off, love the red & fur accents! Such a great statement colour & truly so slimming with that black leather belt. #soextra
Had my first grown-up #adulting experience this fall; I went on a solo adventure to London, England. Cheerio! Righto! Tickety Boo! I booked a one way ticket and that was that, it was happening. I’ve never traveled anywhere by myself so this way pretty darn daring in my world. #yolo [wait is yolo still a…
Okay…I’m not going back quite yet, but it’ll happen soon enough. The warm sunshine, fresh ocean air, constant buzz of energy & the endless nooks and crannies of the cities to explore; that’s California calling my name. Also…yes the title is a Biggie reference [slow clap for you if you caught on to that].
A few months ago my grandpa passed away and it has truly been one of the hardest experiences in my life thus far.
In classic #yyc fashion, just when you think you are getting spring…it’s winter again. April snow showers bring May…indoor flowers???
I’m journeying on a whole new adventure as of late; it’s a solo-mission, a rogue trip…aka the single life.
Part of the “adulting” I’ve been doing lately has involved turning my house into a home. My boyfriend and I recently bought our house and have lived in it now for just over a year. Homesense trip after Homesense trip have brought us closer now to a place where the main floor is beginning to…
My days are filled with dreaming of shopping; No truly, they are. Staying current and fresh for each season: pastels for Spring, chunky knits for Fall, you know, the usual sort of thing. The catch however, or the “snag” in my oh-so-gorgeous-cashmere-dream-sweater if you will…is my almost penny-less bank account.