I can’t believe I made it. After 6 long years of being in and out of school, I finally graduated. So, please excuse the wild website while I take time off to figure out the rest of my life. :) It feels great to say I finally have a diploma. Rest of my life… here I come! Thanks Mom & Dad.
Here is just a little post about body positivity for the day. There is this tiny little tradition on UNC's campus called the campus streak. Hundreds of students get together to run across the campus totally nude. I don't know when the tradition started, but I knew that as someone who pushes people to be comfortable in the skin they are in, I wanted to be a part of it. Here is a piece I wrote describing my experience as a nudist.
If you know me well, or read my blog posts, you also know that I'm a huge advocate for body love and food acceptance. I don't think you should ever feel guilt or shame about what you eat. After observing the French way of approaching food, I became intrigued. It seems as American women, we are all obsessed with dieting in a way the French women simply are not. So, I read the book "Why French Women Don't Get Fat" and here is my post sharing what I learned. Enjoy!
Naturally, I am always being inspired by Humans of New York's Brandon Stanton. So, I decided to do my own take on it. Especially given that I have a particularly unique insight into the au pair world of Paris, I decided to write a little non-fiction piece on what these au pairs have learned and experienced during their time in the land of cheese.
Istanbul, a city half in Europe, half in Asia, has always intrigued me. I knew I wanted to visit and so as soon as I got a long weekend off from work, I took a solo trip out there. Admittedly, my experimental taste got me into some trouble and I got totally food sick about 15 hours into my trip... but it was totally worth it. ;)
When I first moved to Paris in 2013, I had no idea was I was in for. I lived in my dreams that were heavily influenced by pictures I had seen on my Instagram and Pinterest feeds. Needlesstosay, my first year was a lot harder than I expected it to be! Luckily, I pushed through and have come back many times since then and each year gets better than the last. Here is a little post about lessons I learned those first two years.