Posted in May 2011


Kids like messes. Kids like dress up and painting and glitter. Kids like markers, because sometimes they aren’t allowed to use them and they have to resort to crayons. They like popsicles. Actually, they LOVE popsicles. They like sugar and playing sharks and minnows. They like winning and sometimes they like cheating. Bathroom humor is … Continue reading

On Airports, TMIs, and Tweed Caps

The past week, I spent a fair amount of time in airports. In fact, this past semester, I’ve spent a fair amount of time in airports. I’ve slept in them, eaten in them, drank in them, and certainly cried in them (I’m looking at you, Air France).  This weekend, I got to the Florence Airport … Continue reading

Firenze: Covering my Tracks

A large part of being a little overdramatic and a little self centered (sorry, I’m not sorry) is feeling like you are constantly starring in your own TV show, or if you’re really feeling interesting, your own indie film. Mine is usually some cross between 30 Rock (I’m constantly Lemoning), The Hills (I share LC’s … Continue reading

“Posso fare una foto da tu?”

As you might have figured out, I’m taking photojournalism class this semester, and I’ve been putting together my collection for my final project. It’s a shame (for you, not me) no one was around to point and laugh at me as I went about taking my “Portraits of Strangers.” In the States, asking random people … Continue reading

5 Lessons from Mom

My mom rules at being a mom. You’d have a hard time walking into my house without finding a stocked pantry and a full jar of homemade cookies, and the fact that I made it to all my activities as one of the most over-committed children ever (soccer, ballet, choir, you name it) is nothing … Continue reading