Tuesday, June 7: Chicago
I slept well, knowing that I would receive a wakeup call at 8am the next morning, and awoke to…darkness. My brain, still running on French time, had decided to give me a 5am wakeup call. I spent the next hour answering emails, and at 6a.m. ordered breakfast from room service. READ MORE…
Monday, June 6: Chicago
Recuperated from my France-to-Chicago flight at the beach with my best friend Kim and her family. At the end of the day, the taxi I ordered to take me to the Dark Days Tour hotel couldn’t find me because apparently Lake Michigan is not a valid address. READ MORE…
T Minus 2 weeks: go shopping with friend, Cassi, who is a style editor living in Paris. Purchase clothes that I would never have dared buy by myself. Thank the fashion gods I have a friend like her, otherwise I probably would have chosen something like this: READ MORE…
As part of the DIE FOR ME blog tour, Kristin from Bookworming in the 21st Century asked me to write a guest post about creating mythology. Here it is! READ MORE…