I'm Left Handed

Recently, I reconnected with a client from 5 years ago. When we spoke on the phone, she said:

Even though its been a few years, I still read your blogs. You’re still the upbeat, positive girl I remember. I think your blogs read differently to me because I know you on a more personal level than maybe someone who hasn’t worked with you.

From the Gym --> Gin & Tonics

I would consider the athleisure trend a blessing and a curse. Sure, its also nice that a wide variety of casual styles is considered acceptable and its nice to know there are comfortable options for nearly any function, but at the same time, I think its enforced this fear of being ‘overdressed’. When did that become such a bad thing?! Check out this blog to read more about that…

I blacked out...

This typically happens when I have too much vodka or shots of tequila but that’s actually not what I’m talking about here. What I want to discuss is the amount of black that I find my clients wearing (and honestly, me too). Have we all become afraid of color? When you look in your closet is it a sea of darkness? A black hole? Lets breakdown why we’re blacking out. Which of these situations resonate with you…

a beautiful year

What does beauty mean to you? Can something be irregular and beautiful? I’ve always found beauty in unexpected things, but recently a article in In Style magazine has me pushing my thoughts of beauty just a bit further. While reading this issue, I came across an article featuring a model smiling with less than perfect teeth, even missing her front tooth. I caught myself thinking why did the company choose her to pose for this article? I felt like I had been brainwashed by perfect pearly whites thinking that she shouldn’t be featured with her imperfect pout. Could I not see her beauty? And then I stopped myself. Beautiful doesn’t have to be this standard of symmetry.