If I had it my way, we’d be sitting in my dining room at the table.
Candles lit, my Nespresso machine whirring in the background, doling out drinks while we munch on chocolate chip biscotti. My dining table is one of my favorite things — the chairs curl around you just right, practically insisting you settle in for a long, honest conversation. I’d ask where you grew up, how you got here... and where you think you’re going.
I want to feel light.
People tell me that all the time. And I get it — I want that too.
But what does “light” even feel like?
Is it more time? A clean house? More of the right things... whatever that means?
I’ve learned that lightness doesn’t come from doing more or being better.
It comes from noticing — what fills you, what drains you, and what actually matters.
These days, I’m building a life that feels more like home than hustle. Whether I’m in the kitchen feeding myself, behind the camera styling crumbs and crusts, or journaling out loud on the internet, everything I do is about savoring what matters and sharing what’s good.
That’s what this space is for.
To notice, to nourish, and to create a life that feels like yours.
Pull up a chair — there’s always room at my table.