I don’t know about you, but I get scared all the time.

After 18 years of being on synthetic hormones aka the birth control pill, I decided to quit the pill earlier this year. I made the decision after an entire year of thinking about it, meditating on it, and listening to the “whispers” of wisdom from within to give my body a chance to have a natural, healthy period. I’ll be honest, the journey off the pill hasn’t been easy.

Over the last couple of months, I’ve experienced aches and pains I’ve never felt before. I’ve looked and felt so bloated that all you’d have to do is attach a basket to me and I’d become the chicest offering of a hot balloon ride over the city of Los Angeles. I’ve cried, laughed, and then sobbed during a 40-minute session in front of my vanity mirror popping what feels like 18 years’ worth of acne. The changes have left me feeling downright shook. Terrified at the idea that pain is my birthright and that my gorgeous, colorful clothes are only meant to fit two weeks o...

Hey Babe,

Have you ever had a week that made you feel like you're caught in the middle of a tornado? 

You have?

Of course, you have!

Well I'm straight in the middle of one of those weeks where annoying stuff happens, great things happen, someone gets mad at you, you don't have enough time to check your personal email or return your mother's phone calls. 

I know you know exactly what that's like.

So, I'll keep this short and sweet. 

How can we come back to ourselves when our lives feel like we are knee deep in a shit swamp? 


All week, I've found moments to take a deep breath in through my nose, hold for a beat, open my mouth and breathe out. 

I've done this while in the bathroom at work. I've done it right before I had to speak in front of my entire company. I've done it while in the car, with my eye closed when I got up in the morning, and right before eating my lunch. 

Breath is the most seamless way to remind our bodies and souls that everything is...

I cry all the time. I cry because I’m happy. I cry because I allow myself to feel. I give myself permission to feel my heart break, to feel scared, to feel compassion.

This week, the location of my latest sob fest took place in my car on my commute to my office. I was listening to Suze Orman and BTW if you haven’t gotten on the Suze train yet, I highly recommend that you do and that you check out her site.

Suze was interviewing a group of women who survived physical, verbal, and financial domestic abuse. My mascara started to run down my cheeks not just because my heart ached for these women, but because in that moment, I felt the purest form of empathy for my own mother.

I grew up in a home where my mother was physically, emotionally and financially abused. I always knew that my mother had money and impeccable fiscal responsibility before she got married. And in the end, she left the relationship with not a penny to her name, ruined credit due to a bankruptcy, the clothes on her back, an...

Happy Friday Sugar Puff!!

How are you? How is your week going?

Today I want to talk to you about taking an honest look at your career. I’ve personally had major ups and downs in my career and after taking a good, hard look at the situations I’ve been in, I realized that my happiness and fulfillment in my work has always been an inside job.  

What that means is that more often than not, my dissatisfaction in my career has stemmed from my own thoughts. My inner mean girl, the crazy bitch that lives in my brain, the inner critic, or ego has said:

  • “I’m not good enough”

  • “I’m not smart enough”

  •  “My boss can’t stand me, and he/she thinks I’m dumb”

  • “No one respects me”

  • “I’ll never get this right”

Can you relate? Do you ever notice that voice that whispers the meanest things to you throughout the day?

The voice can really fuck things up!

When I first started working in advertising as a digital media assistant, I was terrified that I’d mess up and get fired. I was also petrif...

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