Modern Day Drinking

As a thirty year old female living in a city, I find it impossible to avoid the stereotypes telling me who I should be and in what activities I should partake.  I live seconds from countless bars, all advertising to my generation to drink.  Thirsty Thursday, bottomless brunches and Sunday Fundays are the norm around … Continue reading Modern Day Drinking


A Love Letter to Myself

I woke up this morning hungover (again) and nervous to uncover how the rest of my night went down.  Guilt. Shame.  Embarrassment.  These weigh heavy on me today after experiencing yet another blackout while with my friend.  Why, after so many years, am I making the same fucking mistakes? Today's post is what I love … Continue reading A Love Letter to Myself