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
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 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
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
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
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
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
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
I am a lover of lipstick – creamy textures, a bold, punchy statement and precise glamour keep me reaching for classic bullets. At this time of year though, with an influx of invites,… Continue reading
Sephora has been my beauty mecca for years; it’s my go-to for everything from serums to shampoo to styling products. Recently, I’m making any excuse I can to make my way through the… Continue reading
The truth is, I hate washing my hair. There, I said it. When squeaky clean, my tresses never seem to behave as well, have as much volume, and take away the Kate Moss… Continue reading