We’ve all created stories for ourselves that take pieces of our past to predict the future. It’s natural and arguably intelligent. Some of the stories are great. But some are not so great.
A New Friend
“Pull your knees up higher,” he called out as I chased him up the cement stairs towards Palisades Park on a November evening last year.
Did he ...
On Tuesday morning at 8:30 a.m. on Day 3 of being 30, I walked down the streets of North Scottsdale in a wet white tee, accidentally exposing a black bralette beneath, as if I was heading to Havasu rather than my friend’s house for a pizza waffle blog post. Earlier, in a hurried state to de-wrinkle my last article of clothing, I mistook the washer for the ...
“‘You’ll sell a skyscraper if you dress better,'” Zee said in her best male impersonation, looking to her right. Even through tinted Ray-bans I could spot the eye roll.
“Dress for success!” Ruben replied back with a smug grin. “That’s what I always say.” And even through his blue mirrored Ray-bans I was pretty sure his eyes betrayed ...
Minted's "Keys, Wallet, Phone" gold-foiled print couldn't have arrived at a better time. After a week of business travel to Texas accompanied by BBQ and wings, I was ready for a uniquely-LA, pseudo-hipster, cheap-but-amazing type of weekend.
Before running down to meet our Uber to head towards Silverlake's monthly BREW HAHA, my friend and I did a ...
"You can wear anything besides a bikini," my future boss told me during the interview for my current position. Flashbacks of sitting in class at ASU donning a Juicy Couture cover-up from the pool because I could came flooding back. I was sold.
As soon as I started though, despite the lax dress code, the phrase "Dress better than your boss" haunted me ...
"Just go around us!" I motioned to the driver of the Hyundai Sonata who was visibly pissed as Caroline leaned against her car, and my camera hung from my neck. Reluctantly he squeezed by so we could resume our 9 a.m. impromptu photo shoot in the alleyway next to my parking garage, just to the right of the dumpster.
Perhaps I should have been on my ...
A lot of what motivates me is that I feel really fortunate to have been born in America and to have this huge, big family who loves me to death no matter what and that if I can do the smallest little thing to pay back my country and that my family sleeps well every night and has nothing to be scared of... If I can just play a small role in that, I want to ...
“The key?” Christina said, holding a comb in the air. A group of Arizona State sorority sisters huddled around our pretty blonde Social Chair while preparing for a party. I anxiously anticipated Christina’s next words as if they were the formula to a 1.5” thigh gap.
“The lift.” With wide eyes we watched as she aptly teased our friend’s ...
We’ve all created stories for ourselves that take pieces of our past to predict the future. It’s natural and arguably intelligent. Some of the stories are great. But some are not so great.
A New Friend
“Pull your knees up higher,” he called out as I chased him up the cement stairs towards Palisades Park on a November evening last year.
Did he ...
On Tuesday morning at 8:30 a.m. on Day 3 of being 30, I walked down the streets of North Scottsdale in a wet white tee, accidentally exposing a black bralette beneath, as if I was heading to Havasu rather than my friend’s house for a pizza waffle blog post. Earlier, in a hurried state to de-wrinkle my last article of clothing, I mistook the washer for the ...
I hated the bag of nuts that routinely sat next to my boss’s laptop on the conference room table. I hated how he rarely ate them. And I hated it even more when he did.
As coworkers provided their meeting agenda items, I wondered if his wife packed them for him as a healthy snack or if dumping walnuts into a Ziplock bag simply required the least amount ...
There was the ill-fitting, dad-like white Polo shirt. And there was the Coors Light.
As I approached the dimly lit high table at the back of Wired Willy’s in Fort Worth, Texas, my attention ping ponged between the two of them, quickly determining which one might be worse.
Moments before, as my Uber arrived outside the bar, I received a text from my ...
"I need savory!" I thought as I dumped canned tomato sauce with processed Parmesan cheese on top of Jason Sani's perfectly healthy waffle recipe.
I'm the type of person who can eat the same thing for weeks so when I discovered Jason's healthy waffles during two months of nutrition coaching, I went balls out on blueberries, cinnamon and PB2 until I needed ...
"I feel like that's a lot of alcohol..." I said as I watched my Aunt Rosie pour two frozen lemonade cans-worth of Maker's Mark into the glass jar.
"It's a party starter!" she replied. "It's going to be a day drunk."
And this is why I am the way I am.
Grandma Maggie's Whiskey Sours
Moments before whipping out the Maker's Mark, my Aunt Rosie took ...
“If I were you, I would move this here,” he said, gently gripping the bright pink tube of Baby Lips in a gray hooded sweatshirt as he looked intently at Cartel Coffee’s portable chess board.
“Mmm hmm,” I murmured back, pretending to absorb the information. An attempt to learn chess was ...
You can take the girl out of the slightly inappropriate greeting card company, but you can't take the slightly inappropriate greeting cards out of the girl.
Guys might not love Valentine's Day, but they do like to be reminded that you're still into them. At least this is what I've gathered from talking to my male co-workers.
Below are my hand-picked ...
“I’ll grab some batteries for the Roku tomorrow,” my roommate said. VICE episodes and Netflix documentaries would sadly have to wait.
“No, hang on, AAA?!” I ran to my room, opened the closet doors and stood on my tip toes as I reached for the wicker basket containing a collection of prized belongings. Like a recovering alcoholic, I pulled out ...