This is totally “not bahlawa.” It’s simply phyllo pastry with rose syrup, pistachios, peach, and lavender.
Slight depression-posting makes a return. Let’s talk about the ephemeral nature of all the most beautiful things.
Here’s a new series that’s all about my story in Appalachia. How did I get here? Why did I come here? What do I love about it? I’m excited to share it with y’all.
You can learn a lot about someone from the contents of their handbag—even if that thing is which new product you need to try.
A few months in, here are my tried and true favorite Wayfair purchases, all budget-friendly.
This year was an odd, heartbreaking, or otherwise eye-opening one for so many of us. Here’s how I ended up where I am now.
Here’s a modern winter centerpiece that you can leave up after Christmas. More holiday cheer? Yes please.
Some days are too moody for Christmas music, which is why we’re going with ethereal wintertime jams today.
I love a charcuterie. I can’t tell you how to assemble the perfect board (do what you want), but I can tell you what some of the best cheeses, meats, sweets, and carbs.
I’m not ready for the full tour or room-by-room guides, but here’s a look at my home 39 days into living here.
It’s October. Cuddle up with a spiked apple beverage and listen to these non-spooky tunes.
All I want to do is lounge in my new house so I’ll keep this short: I figured you’d have questions. I have answers.
It was Christmas, I blinked, and now it’s somehow after labor day. I don’t know about you but I’m not up to much this autumn. That doesn’t mean I can’t dress well though.
My new lifestyle? Intentionally spending more time outside. A LOT more time. My goal? For you to try it out as well.
Summer is winding down, these songs make me want to plan an autumn drive down the Blue Ridge Parkway.
First style post in a while: and big surprise, it’s a whole lot of black clothing on a too-warm-day.
Unrequited love hurts. It hurts even more in the context of a relationship that turned out to be kinda one-sided all along. How do we heal and move on?
I love my studio apartment in Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn. I’m a little sad to see it go: but before then, how about a tour?
It’s been quite a summer—can I say that? Obviously, all of us are feeling a lot of things. Here’s some music to match the mood.
I neglected my poor skin and body for a few months while waiting to figure out what the hell was going on with the world. When it became evident that this is how it’s going to be for the foreseeable future, I took a more agile approach to my care routine.
Preppy culottes, sexy bustier, vintage pumps—this look has it all.