Key Lime Fine

This might be the strangest summer on record. Unless it was on a holiday weekend, I didn’t hit a single moment at any pool. There were no key lime pies. There were no melony, buratta-y, fresh tomato-y salads. I don’t have an inkling of what the song of the summer is. And bathing suit body?…

Tipple THIS. Ina Did.

Looking for a drink that’s so multipurpose that it could have you… texting an ex (if you needed an excuse), getting arrested for public indecency, planning dope adventures, spending too much money, DJing at a strange party, and rewatching SATC a decade too late….All at the same damn time? Does it also need to be…

Literal Macarons and Mayhem

I suffer from a constant case of wanderlust, the inability to pass by a macaron shop without a taste, and love of impromptu adventures, big and small. What better way to kick off a dreamy blog with how the French will be spending their summers– bounced into the refreshingly cool (not so much) waters of…