Back in San Francisco — and Back to Myself
It’s funny how a city can hold so many versions of you San Francisco isn’t just another pin on the map for me…it’s a place…
It’s funny how a city can hold so many versions of you San Francisco isn’t just another pin on the map for me…it’s a place…
This season of life feels different. Slower, calmer…like I’m finally letting go of always being ‘on’—the work, the routines, the beauty pressure, the parenting. So…
For so long, I didn’t even question it. Of course I dyed my grays. Of course I tried to keep up with my roots. That’s…
I used to schedule my life around my roots Vacations, events, even simple nights out—I’d always count backward to make sure I could squeeze in…
When I stopped dyeing my hair, I didn’t think my makeup routine would change much. But as the grays came in, I started noticing something:…
That morning moment I’ll never forget One morning, I looked in the mirror—and there it was. A clear, silvery stripe right down the center of…