It seems like it’s always the most difficult to begin. But when someone complains to me about where to begin I usually mock them with that Lewis Carrol quote— “begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end: then stop.”

So here’s the beginning for me. After working in Account Management at an ad agency for two years, I quit my job. I spent the majority of 2018 figuring out why the job I thought I wanted starting at the age of 17 isn’t actually the job I want, and it took me on some pretty unconventional adventures.

In 2018 I found myself in Greece, attempting to communicate with refugees using elaborate hand gestures. In Paris, smoking hashish with off-the-clock bartenders in the wee hours of the morning. In Prague, freezing my tush off. In Half Moon Bay, crying at my best friend’s wedding. In Miami, speaking in broken Spanish, studying at Miami Ad School, all while trying to balance a minimum-wage front desk job and an itinerary that involved posing in front of as many murals as possible. Most recently, I have found myself in a job that finally seems to align with all of my passions— social media, influencer marketing and of course, fashion. As I tell anyone who will listen, I hustle children’s clothing for a living— the glamorous way of saying I work in marketing for a children’s clothing brand.

I’m a part-time middle parter and a full-time amateur photographer. I believe in the healing power of face masks and over-priced gym memberships. These days I spend a lot of my time wondering if I’m going to get a parking ticket or Googling the closest juice bar. And when I’m not embracing my inner white girl, I’m thinking deep thoughts and sometimes writing them down.

My hope is to share a little of the world through my eyes, enjoy!