I don’t want to strike terror in anyone’s hearts just yet….as I don’t have any immediate plans on leaving California….but…… I would be lying if I didn’t say that I dream of parting ways with my home state. I was born and raised in LA and, while I do love it, and it will always
I had lunch with two of my favorite women today. I met them when we were all barely out of our teens and modeling in Tokyo and Taipei. Years later, we somehow all ended up moving to LA, and living very similar narratives. Sitting over food overlooking Malibu beach, I realized that these friends of
Ode To The Older Woman. Read Post »
I had a conversation not too long ago with one of my non-American friends. She said that she, and many of the people she knows, had a preconceived notion of what the typical American woman was like. That we were all “princesses” who expected everyone to give us everything we want when we want it.
I had another post ready to go live today, but then I read an article about grief by John Pavlovitz earlier that really struck a chord. He spoke about how the day his father died he still had to go to the store and make sure his family had what they needed for breakfast the
Getting Through It. Read Post »
I’m angry. Angry and disheartened, and completely unprepared for what I am getting ready to write about. I would so much rather have touched on the topic of how amazing beets are for your health, or what you can use as an all natural pain killer….but no. Reality hits home, and I feel compelled to
Innocence, Undone. Read Post »
