I have a confession to make. I'm a failure of a female. I guess I kinda missed out on that shoe affinity I'm apparently supposed to have. I'm more of a have 4 pairs you run into the ground and less of a Sex in the City closet kind of gal. My last pair of... Continue Reading →
That’s What it’s All About
Well 2019, I'm not quite sure I like you. We've gotten off to a tumultuous start. While I wish I could say it's because of the lack of NYE smooches, it's much less trivial than that. I landed back in Los Angeles to find out that my best friend's mom passed away suddenly in the... Continue Reading →