News — Self
Awhile back, I shared an excellent icebreaker I learned from an executive MBA program I took: tell your story in three word
s. How would you tell your story in three words right now? In late May 2019, just a few days before my son was born, I shared two candidates for myself: “Devoted // creative // in ascent.“ Or “Blooming // rooted // loved.“ I was surprised to find that I feel both narratives still fit comfortably, even two years later, in the midst of a pandemic, with a second move in NYC under my belt and an imminent relocation to Washington D.C. on the horizon–all with a second child now-ensconced in my life forever. Proof-positive, I suppose, that my mid-late...
There’s one product I cannot live without during warm weather
As much as I look forward to summer and switching out my wardrobe (so long, bulky sweaters and leggings!), I cannot stand a certain issue that occurs every time I put on a skirt, dress (or God forbid) swimsuit. I'm talking about thigh chafing, of course. There is nothing more uncomfortable than the friction and burning feeling that comes from having your bare thighs rub together, and nothing that quells the excitement of putting on a cute summer dress more than having to walk around awkwardly because you don't want your thighs touching. Ah, good times. If any of this...
Twenty two days of quarantine under our belts — ooooof.
Really fishing around for the slices of joy right about now — and you? The above picture captures a bit of the isolation that defines this chapter in our lives: empty chairs, knees hugged to our chests, the suggestion of wait — though what would I give to be passing more of this time outside, beneath the umbrage of trees? May I never take a single step in nature for granted. Mini’s school started an e-learning program earlier this week (bless them! these teachers are angels with their calm and reassurance — did I or did I not dab away...