In a world full of beauty “rules” I’m here to remind you – you don’t have to follow all of them. Here are five beauty rules I rebel against – and you can too.
I’m updating this blog post pandemic, which seems insane to say. I’m also dedicating this blog to my two new team members Dee and Shannon, who showed me that instagram now allows little bloggers like me to link to their posts! Thanks ladies, for inspiring me to get back to something I love.
This post is here to help you plan a trip to Chicago. I’ve included some trendy neighborhoods to stay in, restaurant recommendations, as well as some interesting Chicago activities for cold & warm weather.
I love this kind of stuff, and I take pride in knowing all the must-go places to check out in Chi city so without future ado, here is my Chicago weekend guide: perfect for three day weekends, romantic getaways, overnight business trips and more! All of the restaurants I’ve recommended are places to safely dine #glutenfree unless stated otherwise.
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Anyone else super into making up frittata recipes lately? Just me? Ok no worries. This recipe is easy, which we all need after surviving 2020. Believe me when I say you can add anything to it and it’ll be delicious. The trick to frittatas is that they’re secretly omelettes, just without the flip. Here me out:
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Let’s face it, we’ve got a lotttt of time on our hands. So let’s bake some cookies from scratch shall we? For anyone reading along who’s thinking “Ooooh I’m no cake boss” this was my first time making any cookie from scratch too. I grew up with break and bake and never thought anything of it until, well, #quarantine. So, if I can do this, you can do this, I promise.
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Here’s a fun new update I never thought I’d be writing – I’m dating an Irishman. Turns out I’m a sucker for an accent, but aren’t we all?
My boyfriend grew up on a sheep farm in the west of Ireland (yeah he’s authentic) and one day I asked him what his favorite memory from home was.
“Sitting at the kitchen table reading, my mom is probably baking something. There might be a lamb or two by the fire.” He said.
“As in the meat?” I asked, wondering if he had a hankering for a Gyro or kabab.
“As in the baby sheep.” He corrected me.
“Right. Naturally. Baby sheep in the kitchen warming themselves by the fire. Typical. (?!) Well, what does your mom make that you like so much?”
And with warm eyes and a soft smile he said “Banoffee pie.”
