I FORGOT MY MANTRA

Writing, Caravanning, and Seeking the Real
I Forgot My Mantra: Writing Caravanning and Seeking the Real
I Forgot My Mantra: Ramblings of a liberal elitist, seeker, writer, yogi & momma. Get on my bus and enjoy my ride as I write about this mysterious, hysterical and kind-of deep life I live in.
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Biography, Motherhood / 21.12.2016

 I Forgot My Mantra  The phrase “I forgot my mantra” is from 1977 Best Picture winner and my favorite Woody Allen film, Annie Hall. Jeff Goldblum made a cameo appearance, giving this famous, solitary line. In my late 20’s, I watched Annie Hall for the first time and rewound Goldblum’s  scene over and over again. This brilliant bit depicts a man who is struggling to grasp the motions of a solution that’s eluding him. It resonated with me because it mirrored my life--desperately seeking more love and attention...

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Biography / 13.12.2016

Welcome to My Rainbow: My life in words has a soundtrack,  if you have Spotify listen to it HERE.  Otherwise scroll down to play it. I grew up in a suburb outside of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and went to an all-girls Catholic school the entirety of my school age years. I was dying to go to college for one thing: BOYS. Let’s just say that I got around quite nicely at the University of Delaware, and I don’t mean in a car. I wish I could tell you I played...

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Style, Travelogue / 08.12.2016

From my City Weekly Column, Shop Girl. Hippie-chic shopping in Mexico I'm on vacation on the Right Coast, and my first stop is the Hamptons. This Long Island enclave is synonymous with New York City pretention a la Gwyneth Paltrow. From the first time I visited last year, I was hooked. Although I'm more of a Montauk kind of girl—I like the ruggedness of its beaches and the isolation of the community—I'll take East Hampton for a day of shopping. In the Hamptons, you can see Beyoncé riding her bike...

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