Finding Cinnamon Lattes and Alexander Hamilton

A day of finding my face near the handwriting of a Founding Father, sipping a fanciful latte, and falling in love with the sunsets on spontaneous wanderings.


The Day I Saw Your White Mustang

Traveling to Columbus on a Tuesday night, I saw one of my music idols take the stage. These are the rosy daydreams of a starry-eyed girl singing about 13 beaches and wild mustangs under her breath.