There is a certain amount of perfection that comes with a Sunday morning in Queen Anne, strolling with Stella, and wearing my new fall booties. Usually, I struggle to wake up on Sunday mornings. I’ve never been the girl who wakes up early on a Sunday, face prepped for makeup, hair curled and heels on.… Read More
Moving to Seattle means smaller apartments and higher rent. Sure, renters get a fitness center, rooftop herb garden, and basement wine cooler but that’s only to compensate for shoving us into a tuna can. From the moment I saw the size of my room, I knew it would be a battle. I’d be lying if… Read More
I thought my first real world lesson would be more complicated. After waiting for the only bus route I’m thoroughly familiar with in the dark, I realized my bus was not coming. “Better call Scott to rescue you,” I thought. Clearly, inspired by Beyonce’s “Flawless,” I ditched the damsel in distress role and marched to… Read More