“Hi…I’ll have a margarita, on the rocks with salt. Oh, and the guac sounds delish. Put that on my tab too!” Vacation food really does have me at hello, but how on earth do you keep a bikini bod, while splurging on vacay? I’m no expert, but today, I’m sharing my own summer vacation fitness routine, while traveling.
Take a deep breath, a step, and a jump. Wait…scratch that. Just take one giant leap of faith! Expect the unexpected. The chips will fall where they may, but trust that everything will turn out ok! How comfortable are you with these thoughts? These aren’t quite the words that I’ve ever believed before. In fact, I’ve always felt the opposite. You see, my whole life, I’ve been a “planner.” I need to know that I can control what happens in my future, and if I can’t entirely control it, I give it everything I’ve got, in order to try.
What sizzles in the summer, when the city heat is hard to beat? Cool, breezy, rooftop nights, am I right? If you’re a city dweller, like myself, backyard bbqs really don’t exist…since the majority of us don’t have backyards (with the exception of Central Park, which is obviously shared). If you’re not darting off to the Hamptons, or jet setting, on summer vaca, you’re probably lounging on a city rooftop during for your summer evening soiree.
Do you ever spend a whole day breaking rules? I mean your own rules. I tend to be a creature of habit, ordering the same lunch, same coffee; I run around the city with the same daily schedule, and my life can feel a bit like the movie, Groundhog Day. #Snooze. I do appreciate the daily grind, but it can also feel a bit stale from time to time.
Kick your heels up and put your party pants on! In celebration of International Women’s Day, I’ve created a roundup of a several business women that are out there killing the game. This includes style icons, entrepreneurs, fitness professionals, and all around badass boss babes.
Have you got a travel bug on your mind? So do I. Always! While I’m not yet an expert on the best beaches in Tahiti, or the the most scenic views of Iceland (although both are on my bucket list), I can share my expertise on my home, New York City. In the almost fourteen years that I’ve lived in this city, I’ve fallen in love with so many places which I’ll be sharing with you in my travel guide below.
I’m talking about self love. That straight to the core, stare at yourself, sans makeup in the mirror, and respect yourself, kind of love. The kind of love that no one can change, and no one can give, accept for you. Self love is a challenge. It is a constant effort, but you know what? You’re worth it!
Spotted on a Friday night…a rosy midriff t-shirt (similar here), that I swooned over for a hot second, which was long enough to purchase. A perfect look in mind, with a rosy print that I imagined would transition well into spring, when paired with a leather skirt, velvet ankle boots and well,…the look flopped. It was all so perfect in my head, and then an epic fail.
Oh, hey there, sequined superstars! We made it! “New Year, New You,” right? Scratch that, babes. I want you to take on this year as the same, you! Why? Because you’re already fabulous, and I don’t want you to forget that. No need for a “new you.” But, let’s kick up our heels a bit shall we? Throw some glitter in the the air, like ya just don’t care. I want you to take time, and actually celebrate your life.
When Grant and I met, we dated long distance for several years. He lived in Kentucky, and I was here in NYC. I would visit his hometown in Kentucky on the weekends. One day, as he drove me around, I noticed a sign that said Versailles. “Hey, you brought me to France,” I teased. Little did I realize, that there’s a Versailles in Kentucky too. I was caught in a daydream, as we drove. Wouldn’t it be oh-so-lovely to visit Versailles in France together one day? It would be quite the dream.