Paris is a city that's endlessly photographed: the icons, the sunsets, the stately terraces and crumbling facades. It's a city that inspires artists, writers, tourists; it's the most-visited city in the world.
For me, Paris is a city of...
I'm not a girl who shies away from color: I like to be swathed in neon and surrounded by brilliantly blue skies. I get depressed when I wear too much black, sit beneath gray clouds, stare into glass and concrete. Whenever I'm traveling, I seek out...
When I think of my favorite sunsets, I usually think of beaches: the sky swirling into an endless variety of colors over Gili Trawangan or the beaches of Maui. Cities usually block out all the good sky, and concrete isn't nearly as brilliantly...
Darn it, I muttered to myself as I straightened my hair in the tiny Parisian apartment. I forgot my smoothing cream.
I had gone straightener-less for three months in Southeast Asia, embracing the laid-back backpacker culture and relative...
I felt a shiver of trepidation as I stepped off the plane at Charles de Gaulle: my passport pages are filled with European stamps, but this was the first time I'd anticipated the thunk of the stamp with pages also covered in stamps from Australia,...