#flashbackfriday
My Father. Canberra Marathon 1992.
I think of him every time I go for a run.
When I was 13, I announced to my Dad that I...
People always say that when you break up that it’s time to focus on you, that it’s time to be the person that you want to be: to get...
I did yoga last night and I’m proud of myself. I always talk about how I need to cross train but don’t. I have done yoga a handful of times in my...
I am going try and be “glass has water in it” person, as opposed to declaring the glass “half full” or “half empty”.
It is a glass. It...
GPOYW: Me with my two favorite guys in the world edition
My dad, me, Mr. B
After reading this article about artist Vahram Muratyan, I had to head to his blog. Muratyan grew up in Paris but has spent a considerable amount of time in NYC. His blog showcases a project where he compares various pieces of Parisian life with their New York City counterparts in adorable prints. I am kind of in love with all of this. So colorful and clever and whimsical! I may need some prints for my apartment…


