For the most part, I have always been a rule follower. I am the daughter of a former FBI agent—I was bound to be brought up with clear definitions of right and wrong. Even during a particularly rebellious streak in high school, I still managed to...
I’m learning that any place Lonely Planet titles a “backpacker heaven” will be my idea of hell. Cheap drinks, crowded dorms, tanned and lithe bodies strolling the streets without a shirt. Backpacker heavens seem to be idyllic spots that have been...
One of my dreams has always been to have a library: a bright and airy room, lined with bookshelves broken up only by a bay window complete with window seat. Bookshelves filled with fiction and French, dictionaries and design.
I’ve realized that...
My grandmother is easily one of my favorite people to share a drink with: whether it’s a glass of pink champagne or a can of Budweiser, Mimi is always a wealth of stories and laughs. She’s easily the nicest person I know, is a talented (and...
If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you may have recently been inundated with complaints about my bedbug-infested life. I apologize. I am an only child, and thus need someone to validate my discomfort. Don't worry, I waited until 6:01 a.m....