Birthdays might be only a day, but certain privileges linger. The left over cake relaxes my rules on sugar. The gift cards allow for a...

This post is being writing from Sacha’s. It’s a Colombian restaurant on Pleasantburg Drive in Greenville, SC. It’s a place I have passed...

“How did I end up at the mall?” This was the thought running through my head yesterday as I followed Jaimie into Sephora. I can’t...

“How does it feel??” I’ve been asked that about seventeen times in the past week. How does it feel? How does it feel? How does it feel?...