Wingin’ it.

Southern California is home to innumerable hidden gems and scenic adventures. With all of these countless possibilities, I generally don’t blog about the same topic more than once. However, this wee...

Trailblazing in Hollywood

So, we were profusely sweating in the 100 degree weather. So, we were caked in dirt. So, we were very, very lost. However, as I looked out onto the city of Los Angeles and the 3.89 million habitants, ...

URTH to Erica.

URTH to Erica! I have a huge midterm in less than 24 hours! So why am I drooling and thinking of carrot cake instead of studying? This week’s Secret of SoCal is Urth Caffe in Laguna Beach. In late ...

Fall Into the New Season

Don’t let the abnormally high temperatures fool you. My favorite season is officially here! You know what that means? It’s time to nest and decorate for fall. My roommates and I were inspired to d...

Out to the Ball Game

OK, I’m not trying to be dramatic about this, I promise. The first week of school came and went and I barely survived. People kept saying, “but it was syllabus week… why are you so stressed?” ...

Growing My Wings

Change (n): the act or instance of making or becoming different. It is often a hard pill to swallow. Pets run away.  Loved ones die. Wars happen without reason or rhyme. We grow up, getting older eve...

13 Things About the 1989 World Tour

It’s just another drive home after work and as always, I’m blasting my life anthem(s) from 1989. I attempt to paint pictures of how this weekend will unfold at Staples Center in Los Angeles fo...

Stop and Smell the Roses

Our to-do lists will always be full. We will always have laundry and need to go to the grocery store. Our dry cleaning will always need to be picked up. Even though I’m practically already basically...

Over the Rainbow

Judy Garland mused it best in 1939 when she strolled along a haystack and crooned “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.”  We’ve all been there – wanting to see if the grass really was greener on ...

Build a Bridge & Get Over it.

What a day to be alive! There is nothing like some sibling rivalry on this lovely Sunday afternoon. There I was, sitting at Islands restaurant, eyeing our cute waiter. All of a sudden, my brother pick...