Carmen Sandiego. Remember that show? That’s who my fiancé said I looked like when I got dressed for our late Valentine’s Day celebration. We didn’t get a chance to celebrate because I was in Philly for my Breakfast at Tiffany’s bridal shower.
By now, I’m sure you’ve seen the above photo as you scrolled through your timeline. You probably almost ignored it until realizing you’ve felt the same way. Double take. Double tap. The truth is, I fully intended to start the New Year on the right foot. I had an idea how I wanted this year’s… Read More
Six months to one year. That’s the agreement I made with God. That was all the time I was willing to give to my server position. In the mean time, I prayed for patience. That He order my steps. And that He’d make me more receptive to His voice so that I would know when an opportunity was… Read More
I’m trying really hard to be a woman who practices what she preaches. To take my own advice and write through it. That’s what I told Channing when she felt the way I’ve been feeling. She described it best. “I feel like the literal embodiment of a shrug,” she said during one of our weekly catch-up sessions.… Read More
Once upon a time in a land where the Nittany Lions reign, A smooth sophomore met a sassy freshman with a unique first name. He was polite, sweet and she liked that he offered to help with her bags, But she didn’t know him so she walked behind vowing if he tried anything, she was… Read More
It’s high school reunion time. I received my invitation to a happy hour scheduled for next month this past Friday. It was sent two days after I would have graduated 10 years ago. Yikes! That, coupled with the fact that my little brother graduated that same week (Go Zay!), got me thinking.
Three Fridays ago, I went home to Philly. It was the first time I’d been back since Christmas. Time flies. The morning of, I was so excited, I was dressed before my love and that never happens. Ever. The only reason I am writing it now is to serve as proof that it happened once. Take… Read More
This is going to sound weird. But. As happy as I am to marry my love, up until I found my dress, I felt, well, really lonely. It’s a very strange thing, I know. It’s almost hard to write because I never expected to feel that way. Especially because everyone says it’s the happiest time… Read More
My second annual blogaversary was three Fridays ago. April 17th. The day before Dress Shopping Saturday. I wanted to celebrate it the day of. I knew that I should. I even had multiple drafts ready to be published that week as a preview of what’s yet to come. I just…I don’t know.