The Curve

I have officially fallen into the dark hole that is Project Runway.  I have never been one particularly inclined towards fashion.  My go-to shoe is a flip flop and I wear black jeans 360 days of the year.  The other 5, you're lucky if I put pants on at all.  I'm not known for being... Continue Reading →

Survivors

I was secretly hoping I would never have to write this.  I've kept my story to myself.  I've read all the stories, I've witnessed the speeches, I've seen all the posts and spent countless hours scrolling through the comments like a fly on the wall.   I have stood in silence and relived my experience vicariously... Continue Reading →

Maternal Me

What do you want?  Question of my life.  I want to live in a castle but like one with good insulation and a giant library full of first editions and velvet couches.  I want old maps that hold secrets of treasures unknown.  I want a lazy river moat full of mermaids and waterfalls and potions... Continue Reading →

525,600 minutes

I'm a daydreamer and a night thinker.  I always have been.  I sleep with one eye open, which might be because I have FOMO or maybe because I have PTSD from when my apartment was broken into while I was sleeping but most definitely because my OFF switch has been disabled.   I may look dormant,... Continue Reading →

Sunday Funday

Sundays are my favorite.  In my world, Sunday is a day to reflect, watch football or Game of Thrones depending on the time of year, rejuvinate for the upcoming week and dabble into the occasional bottomless mimosa.  Growing up, Sundays were like unofficial bonding days.  After church, we would stop at the bakery on the... Continue Reading →

What a Girl Wants

What do you want?  What are you looking for?   These are both valid questions that I have a very hard time responding to with direct answers...or answers that make a tiny speck of sense.  Now maybe this is because I'm a Cancer and my mind runs at Olympic speed at all hours of the... Continue Reading →

Birthrights & Braids

I've developed a serious obsession with the Middle Ages.  This goes beyond Shakespeare, which we all know holds an atrium in my heart.  Maybe it's because I'm having serious Game of Thrones withdrawals or maybe it's because I'm doing whatever I can do to avoid the fact that chokers and platform shoes are trying to... Continue Reading →

Perfect Illusion

I ran into a friend I hadn't seen in awhile the other day and the first thing he said was, "You always look like you're so happy!"  (He follows my social media)  I smiled but inwardly was thinking I'm glad it looks that way because it doesn't feel that way.  I looked through my instagram... Continue Reading →

The All Girls School

I moved to Cincinnati the summer before 7th grade.  I learned very quickly that I would most likely be going to an all-girls Catholic High School.  That was the "thing" there.  It was in that moment I figured out we had actually moved to Hell. All girls?  Let's be honest, half of the reason I... Continue Reading →

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