2016 Wrapped Up

“2016, playing dirty, not clean.” – Drake Elated this year is over, as just about everyone is it seems. Rather than dwell on the meme-worthy awfulness of the year, I decided to take a look back at the best bits. Solo-travel watercolour sunrises on Miami Beach. Some of my fav ladies enjoying a party at…

Cabo, Tres & Quattro

The last couple days have been a blur. A hurricane hit. No power. No water. The storm hit overnight. It was truly terrifying. Since sleep wasn’t an option, I stayed awake all night to enjoy the lightening show and guess when the balcony swing would crash through my door. Somehow it didn’t! Even prior to…

Bienvenue à Miami

A crummy string of events last Friday had me jonsing for some good girlfriends. I reached out to the Miami crew to see who might be in town this weekend. Turns out everyone was (and responded immediately) and even the kids from NYC were around! A flight booked and 30 minutes to shower and pack……

I’m in Love with the Coco

One of the most uplifting things about being single after being not for a while is that all of your friends want to help you move or feed you wine and make sure that you’re safe. While it’s hard to imagine little lady friends moving dressers and mattresses during my recent twice weekly moving debacle,…

Bienvenido a Miami

Newsflash! I spent a long weekend in Miami. It was really quite fun and I love my friends. I met a few new people, learned much about camel farms, received a green card marriage proposal, Shazaamed the shit out of bars, made little progress on a tan, saw that the lizards had relocated, and enjoyed…

Lady Love Loss

For the last few weeks I’ve been a bit miffed to have not spoken to the girlfriend who is my daily text message sanity check. She tended to dole out great guy advice and was a kindred spirit (one of very few) when I resided in the nightmare that is MIA. I loved her like…

Buckeye State

After three years of moves and a mental lifetime ago, I had a homecoming to Ohio this weekend and daaaaayummmm was it wonderful. Old friends, fireside marshmallows, football games, college bars, meaningful chats, new houses, new babies, old houses, old babies, oh and a lots of FAVORITE food sprinkled along the way. Liquid dope, a…

Atlantic Chop

A few nights of hitting the hay at 9:30PM and I think I’ve finally recovered from a couple nights on the Emerald Coast. On a seemingly tranquil beach, eight friends can certainly find ways to turn it up a notch, even if that notch is fueled by stiff citrus cocktails. The same eight folks took…

A Sentence About Miami

Desperately missing my girlfriends, and with the beau in other lands for a few weeks, I decide to fly across a pink striped sky. Upon arrival, I was whisked to a perfect rooftop pool for a bottle of wine and much overdue conversation – night swimming was amiss!   The next morning I enjoyed a…