There are two types of people in this world: Those who can pack for a two-week trip in one carry-on suitcase, and those who truly believe it’s impossible for them and check their luggage every single time, without fail. I am firmly in the former group, and I am passionate about it. Sure, I can […]
If there’s one question I get more than anything else, it’s where I get my rugs. In emails, Instagram comments, Instagram story replies, and everywhere in between, there is almost always someone who is curious about where I shop for the colorful, patterned rugs that are in pretty much every home in my room. And […]
There is nothing I love more than a great jumpsuit. It’s a one-stop recipe for feeling great about yourself. And, honestly, wearing a jumpsuit is a power move. Don’t feel like matching a top and pants, but still want to feel like a badass? Perfect. Don’t feel like having the ability to easily and quickly […]
I launched this new site on a couple days ago with an email. I decided to send that email out to the hundred or so email subscribers I had at the time rather than the 14,000 strangers following me on Instagram or in a public blog post because it felt like too much to say […]
When I decide I want to do something, my first instinct is always: all in, right now. An idea or a thought or a goal plants itself in my brain and roots itself in there in a way that feels like I have to address it immediately with full force, or it will simply go away forever. For a long time I felt like unless I was all the way committed to something — anything — I was already giving up on it.
If you meet me in real life, I am probably not the same person you know from Instagram. I don’t sound the same. I don’t talk the same way. I probably don’t even look quite the same. I never have, and I guess there’s a chance I never will.
But that’s OK with me now.
I love a good routine. Love.
It’s not that I’m not flexible or can’t deal with not being in a solid routine when it comes to my day-to-day life (although I have my moments), but more that I know I am generally better, happier, more relaxed when I have routines figured out that work for me. This doesn’t mean I do these things every single day, or that every morning, noon, and night is exactly the same. In fact, I probably only do these routines in their entirety maybe 60 percent of the time. Contrary to popular belief, it’s not really about consistency at all as much as it is about creating a place to go back to when things start to feel overwhelming, or stressful, or just simply off. It’s not that doing my morning routine every day will revolutionize my happiness, but that the comfort of knowing that if I start to feel stressed or off or unlike myself, I can go back to all of these steps and start to feel a little more centered is priceless.
For as long as I’ve had money to buy things, I’ve loved giving gifts. I love picking out the perfect item and spending way too much money on cool wrapping paper. I love finding clever cards. I love finding things people will be surprised by or have wanted for a long time. But when it comes to buying gifts for my dad, it’s always been difficult. He’s both very particular (a trait I inherited) and one of those people who doesn’t really need anything. Unlike my mom, for example, I can’t just go to LUSH on a holiday where I’m not quite sure what to get and buy 10 bath bombs and be done with it.
This post kicks off my Just One More Thing series, where I’ll be talking about one more thing I think everyone needs in their lives — all things I love completely and totally. No exceptions.
Until very recently, I believed flossing was stupid. Sure, my dentist told me I needed to for most of my life and I had like 19,000 rouge floss picks in my medicine cabinet that I wasn’t using. But still. For about 15 years, I just would rather my gums bleed profusely every time I went into for teeth cleaning rather than make myself floss daily. And then… I discovered Coco Floss. And my god, now I am a flossing apologist. I would stand on a street corner and talk about how Coco Floss saved me if I could. OK, it didn’t save me. But it did save my gums. And I love it.