Travel Diaries

Ok - I'll just be honest. Paris was an awkward 3 weeks for me. Yes, just 3. It was supposed to be 4, but I bailed out a full week early. That's how awkward it was. But it wasn't Paris's fault. Paris could have been anybody (I mean any country). I really mean it when I say: it wasn't Paris, it was me. 

... Anyway, finally I took a day trip/tour over to the Irish coast (a quaint little town called Dingle)! Umm, yes. The Irish coast! It was freezing, and windy and raining lightly on and off. But it was beautiful! This day included a few stops at different areas along the coastline, a horse and carriage ride in the Killarney National Park and a stop for some bomb clam chowder!

Beyond clothing, or websites. I'm here to f*cking inspire. THAT is my passion. That is my mission. And I will NOT be the one to stand up and encourage anyone to work themselves to burnout and never stop to smell the roses. Or to build a business that isn't sustainable (and one of the keys here ladies, is to let go of some of that dang control and let go of some of that money too, delegate, you and your happiness and well-being are worth more than any bank account balance could ever be, don't forget that). 

Yes, I'm scared (maybe even terrified). Hell, I'm scared to even just publish this blog post. I might even have to go vomit to be honest. But being a business owner is only one small part of my dreams. And I can't go back now, and I can't stay here either, I have to keep moving forward. Because it's something I've always wanted to do. And there will never be an opportune time - at least not as opportune as this moment right here, right?

Hey! Soooo, I just took a trip (alone) to Bali to find myself. Cliche, right?!?!

What I found on my trip was….