I am a firm believer that you don’t need to wait for a new year to be a better version of you. However, I also understand the want to symbolically end one chapter of your life and start another. I haven’t made a New Years resolution since I vowed to make my bed every morning in 2016, but this year I not only made a resolution – I made a pact. If you’re an OG reader, you may be familiar with my girl Kris. If not, check her out at instagram.com/bumbleyee_designs. Earlier this m

Every year around the holidays, people take a moment to reflect on the last 300-something days of their life. If you’re like me, you’ll play a lowlight reel of all the things you didn’t accomplish while beating yourself up for it. Since elementary school, I had always found Christmas depressing and as I grew up, December 31st became synonymous with anxiety and failure. I cannot believe I’ve spent the past few decades living like this. Just like the previous years, 2017 starte

While shopping in SoHo with my buddy JR from LA last week, I came across the perfect winter coat at Brooklyn Industries. Not only that, but we met a really nice employee by the name of Tiffany. JR informed her that I recently moved to New York, and she asked what it was that I did to which I replied, “I write, but I used to be an office manager at my previous job”. JR quickly interrupted me before I could elaborate on the rest of my fun-filled tryst as an administrative exper

::From as far back as I can remember, I lived to write. On September 18, 2012 I moved from San Francisco to New York in hopes that I could write to LIVE. Please join me in my mis/adventures as I digest life in the Big Apple:: “Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity …” It has now been roughly three months since I’ve moved to New York, although I feel like I’ve been back home more than I’ve actually been here. And while I obviously love the time I spend in SF, it has

Since moving to New York about a week ago the most popular question I’ve been asked is, “How is it?” So I tell them what I told the person before, and will tell the person after, “It’s like I’m on vacation”. A gang of my friends flew up to NY just two days after me, and it’s been a party ever since. And when I dropped three of them off at the airport I was too exhausted to be sad. The last of them, my very best friend in the whole wide world left me just moments ago right aft

I’m not scared of heights, I want to go skydiving in September. I’m not scared of dogs, I used to kiss my(ex’s) pitbull on the forehead. I’m not scared of thunderstorms either, I love dancing in the rain. And although I’m still absolutely terrified of relationships, like Josephine Hart said, “Damaged people are dangerous, they know they can survive”. In fact, my biggest fear by far is simply living a mediocre life. I believe that every single person on Earth has a special t

I find myself writing all the time nowadays. No, I mean ALL THE TIME. I’m writing this right now from my retarded iPhone screen wincing everytime I fuck up and have to go back and correct a word which is every other sentence. I lie, more like every other word. My brain is on a hundred, thousand, trillion. Sometimes I feel as if these thoughts are too mcuh for my tiny self. Shit, I’m only 5 feet tall. If you could picture it, words are spilling out my ears. I think I sneezed p