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Road Trip Series: The Great Dismal Swamp and the Outerbanks.

VIRGINIA We left Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia early one morning and drove through wide open spaces on our way to Outerbanks, North Carolina. Growing up in New Jersey and working in Manhattan, I had never been to a place so wide and so vast. I pulled over to get out of my car and for about five minutes, and I didn't see a single soul or hear a single sound that was man-made. [caption id="attachment_561" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Somewhere in the middle…

Why you shouldn’t feel guilty about eating out.

For years I struggled with what diet was right for me, as well as my clients. Should they cut out dairy and grains? Go vegetarian? Eat whatever they want just as long as it fits in their macros? Calorie restrict, or carb cycle? It's easy to get overwhelmed by all the fads that pop up every couple of months, truly and painfully overwhelmed. After six years of being a personal trainer and health coach I have finally come to the definitive…

Brooklyn Flea: Why I Love Antiques

My whole life I was always more interested in what happened in the past, or what could possibly happen in the far future. I love the early 1900s as well as the Victorian Era. I also love cars from the 30s to the 50s, as well as the lifestyle, values, and "advancements". Space and the future of the human race fascinate me to no end, and nothing disappoints me more than the fact that I will never see things like…

Sephora Whore: Breaking my makeup habit.

Hello everybody. My name is Kate and I am addicted to make up. I am that girl that always has a flawless face of makeup, no matter where she goes. I always get "Who you tryna impress?" and "Why'd you get all dressed up?". If I leave the house without my makeup for touchups (which I rarely ever do), I either pull a dangerous u-ee and speed back to the house, or buy replacements at a drug store. I am…

Finding Paradise in Costa Rica Part 2: Adventures

Spending a week in paradise changes you. Your memory becomes a little more keen and you realize you want to remember these moments forever. You learn to appreciate nature and clean air, and silence. And if you are in paradise with someone you love, you grow closer because nothing is more pure in that paradise than love for all things beautiful.  PART TWO: ADVENTURES In Part One I wrote about just the resort itself, The Westin. Now is when I talk…

A life of fantasy.

I live in the same house I’ve lived in since birth. It’s a small farm house, split level, with an old garage with lots of rusty farm equipment and tons of terra cotta pots. The sun beams down through the places where weather and rain made the shingles soften and cave in. Vines have started to creep over the walls and down into the cement foundation. The earth is going to reclaim it soon. Even farther out on our property…