Lifestyle. Melanin. Me: Off the Beaten Path.
So there are places in the international world that I'm intrigued by but haven't really sat down and considered the logistics of going there. Fiji. Galapagos. Greenland. Iceland. Oh, wait. I'm in Iceland as we speak. En route to Frankfurt, we stopped in Reykjavik for my layover. We disembarked and entered some of the coldest …
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...I'm going to Europe. I greet October with a calm demeanor that belies the bubbling brew of excitement I hold underneath as this trip begins. I'm at the airport and very much trying not to squeal. And it's also Blogtober Redux! I don't know what to do with myself. Onwards and upwards, y'all.
As we embark on a brand new October starting tomorrow, I'd like to officially announce the return of Project Blogtober! You remember last year's endeavor to blog every day during my favorite month, and my promise that I would do it again this year. Well, we're doing it again! Here's to blogging every day and enjoying …
Let's talk about posture, shall we? When your Square Peg was a precocious tween, I used to walk around the house with a book on my head like the photo to your left. But it had nothing to do with posture. It was just the excitement of getting from one side of the room to …
It was going to happen eventually. My longing for change would be manifested via my hair, and that's exactly what happened. Without further ado... I cut my hair. What what? Yes, after making promises to myself that after my cut in January 2014, I would just grow it out patiently and see where it took …
Apparently, winter hijacked springtime and then we went headfirst into midsummer. Yeah, tell me about it. How are you handling it? Lots of sundresses and sandals. But since the atmosphere at the OK Corral tends to be below zero, I still wear sweaters over my dresses and closed-toe shoes. It's very confusing. I can only imagine. …
Hi there. So this week, my plan was to wear clothes that actually fit. Since I've been losing weight for the past few months, a number of my tried and true choices are starting to look like someone is playing a prank on me and sabotaging my outfits. (No one is, by the way, for my …
...I think I have guns. Look at those arms. Look at them. You see some kind of definition there, don't you? Don't you?? I snapped this photo last week in the dressing room of my favorite place, Ross, while trying on that dress. And dare I say it, I think my hanging out with weights …
Thank ya, Mama, for genes that make me look 21 years old. I don't want to return to 21, but it sure is nice to look it. (This photo was snapped by my good friend and talented photographer during a trip to NYC a few weeks ago. That's her IG handle. Check out her …
In 2001, I had a nervous breakdown. No need to sugarcoat it. I lost it. I was 22 years old, a receiver of news that changed my entire life--I couldn't breathe. I was wild-eyed and crazed. All that said, while sitting placidly at work one day, I went on a travel site and booked a …
This Square Peg. 