This checklist is for the baddies launching a new business, dipping their toes in the side hustle game, wanting to add some visuals to hard work, or curious about what all should be considered with a basic brand design toolbox.

We’re starting to get more color and warmth these early days of spring and I’m feelin’ as fresh as those Eastern cherry blossoms. Winter and I have a rocky relationship and I’m ready to say “ta ta for now, you cold betch.” These past several months, I’ve been doing a whole ‘lotta internal work around:…

“Saturn return” is when the planet returns to the exact placement/house it was when you were born. It happens every 27-29 years. So, like, monumental. I’m just breaking in to the magic of astrology. And if it weren’t for @iamerinbrown telling me a few months in advance what Saturn return even was, I might not have known what this energy shift was until after it happened!

Most of our days are filled with proving ourselves capable of our responsibilities. Using our knowledge of work duties, daily chores, social relationships, hygiene, childcare, class materials, etc. keep our lives moving smoothly. We know what we know and we seek…

I’ve always known that I would have a life lead by creativity. It’s in my DNA. As a kid, I would thrive when it came to self expression via art class/creative activities. I even tried it with my personal style, but I went to a Catholic school until I was 14. Wearing black and white knee-high socks with bright red hearts at the top warranted a call-out-of-class visit by the principal—dress code violation *eye roll…

I was listening to “Be Alive,” Beyoncé’s song in association with the King Richard film. It was during what I call my “witching hour” and I was doing my nightly stretches (about 11:30 pm). My feet were perched up on the wall, I had my hands out to my sides, and my eyes were shut. The volume was up probably a little higher than it should’ve been…

We’ve all experienced it, utter disappointment. When you have your hopes up thinking the potential of whatever it may be is astronomical. It can change your life and/or those who are lucky enough to be involved. Because in your dreamy mind: it is. It’s possible to shoot for the stars and have that shit land on THE MOON…

Earlier this week, the icon herself Iris Apfel turned 100. You may have seen her thick-rimmed smile here or there (no really, she signed to model for IMG Models at age 97) donning bright colors, bold patterns, and chunky jewelry for high fashion brands and her Instagram feed alike…

There’s nothing quite like a solid, loving, and genuine bond between two people. Romantic love is, of course, its own category and a topic for another day. Today is about the type of friendship that teaches you things about yourself and the world that nothing else can…

I recently met a woman for the first time in-person after being each other’s hype-ladies for years online. Neither of us could remember exactly how our paths crossed or explain why we were always in each other’s corners despite not really knowing one another. It just kind of happened, naturally. We were committed to carving time in our respective calendars to finally meet, hug, get to know each other, and fire each other up IRL…

This blog post is to serve several types of people: those who don’t see the beauty in daily bed-making, those who need a reminder that simple implementations (bed-making or other) really can make a much bigger wave than you could expect, and those who are taking a brief moment from reading Instagram or Facebook captions. Raise your hand if you’re one of those peeps…

Howdy! How ya been? I’ve been living, learning, and healing. This past year has been something else. But here I am, feeling rejuvenated and somewhat healed from what was thrown my/our way. | Featured in this post: Mia’s passing, Bell’s misadventure, my and Kenzie’s misadventure, Blue House update.

Late November/early December I felt my creative energy rising and knew that something exciting was on the horizon. Little did I know that the whole month would be my most prolific month…so far, ever. I just finished my 36th painting in less than a month today. 36th. painting…

It’s been 1 year since I presented my second body of work, MORPH, to the public. It was a complete labor of love, a budding idea that I tended to for a year or so. My process for creating a collection of work has always been fluid and I rely on inspiration (who ain’t no timely bitch!) for the initial decision to pursue it, even if it takes over a year to refine it…

Progress, baby, progress! Although there’s still much, MUCH to be done, some of the most fun with big projects comes from the dreaming and scheming in the beginning. Granted, a lot of these plans will change as we start getting into the weeds and deets, but as of the last couple weeks, playing around with big ideas has brought its own gratification…

As we turn in to the end of the year, my mind has been opening up like a crumpled piece of paper. Unraveling its crinkles and sweeping my hand over the textured sheet, I’m looking at the results from a year filled with tragedy, solitude, and, unsurprisingly, growth…

I’m buying the house that I was born in. (Not literally born in, but lived there ‘til I was six months old). It also is the house that my dad bought when he was about my age and the first house my parents had together. For. real. After moving out as a family, my dad…

There’s no denying that 2020 has been hard on every single person on this planet (and the planet herself). Some, of course, more so than others, but still difficult nonetheless. I don’t need to list the tragedies, injustices, and crises that have flooded our year to get the point across. It’s pushed a lot of us to the edge and…

I’ve always had anxiety. Ever since I was a kid, clearly. I’ve thought about this story many times. I’m not sure why this particular memory stays faded in my mind like semi-erased chalk on a blackboard, but it does. And I’ve reflected on it. My conclusion: it’s natural to have internal narration of fear and anxiety of a situations that haven’t occurred (and may never will) or are in the past and lingering anxiety continues to prevail. This can go for just about anything in life. Fear of judgement, ridicule, lack of safety, failure that has yet to “inevitably” come.

Dear my love, I hope this letter finds you well. You might have stumbled upon this or sought it out, either way, I’m glad you’re here. Now that I have your attention, I want you to…