Summertime Sadness

The gorgeous and talented Miss Lana Del Ray said it best in that hauntingly beautiful voice of hers: “I’m feelin’ electric tonight Cruising down the coast goin’ ’bout 99 Got my bad baby… Continue reading

Sleeping Beauty

Did you know you get more beautiful while you sleep? Apart from waking up rested and refreshed and looking so after a good night’s sleep, your body actually works overtime for you to… Continue reading

Painting the Town Red

Although summer is my favourite season for more reasons I can name (high temperatures and sunshine are the obvious, endless ice-cream cone consumption and constantly being barefoot score high summer points for me… Continue reading

The Wizard of Oz

It’s almost two weeks post holiday, and I am FINALLY starting to feel a little more like myself again. The initial flight bloat (and not-so-initial holiday eating bloat) has almost diminished to non-existent, my… Continue reading

I lalalalove Travis!… and YSL Mascara

I can distinctly remember the day I caught my fiancé’s eye – funny enough, it was my eyes that caught his. It was right after a beach holiday; my hair still had a… Continue reading

From Morocco With Love

I may have blonde hair and light eyes, just like my Meme (French grandmother), and although those are not typical Moroccan characteristics, Moroccan she was. Growing up, my Mom painted beautiful, sun soaked… Continue reading

Gettin’ Lippy

It’s no secret winter sucks the life out of skin; dry, chapped hands and scaly legs are a result of dehydrated, parched skin. Although your body takes a beating, harsh conditions strip moisture… Continue reading

Age Ain’t Nothing but a Number

My dearest, loving, huge-hearted Mom is a constant source of inspiration for me. Life lessons, such as ‘let the little things go’, ‘laugh often – don’t let insignificant things upset you’, and ‘everything… Continue reading

Who Wears Short Shorts?

It may be December, but I’m having a really hard time keeping my pants on – this is partially because my penthouse apartment’s temperature rivals a sauna (heat really does rise), and also… Continue reading

Brush Up

I was raised in a hands on home: we spent many afternoons finger painting, many dinners sans utensils, often licking the delicious corn on the cob seasoning off our fingers after, and baking… Continue reading