Where Do I start

I’ve taken some time away from writing, to gather myself and my thoughts. I wonder at times, what I’m called to write about and how I continue to pursue that about which I am passionate. Honestly, the world has me wondering these things as everyday I wake up to some new horror and bad news sweeps through my Facebook newsfeed and the internet.I am in the bad habit of reaching for my phone when I wake up and immediately scrolling through Facebook. What a horrible way to start the day, first off! I went the U.S. for 3 weeks with the intention of writing in my blog just about everyday, but then I became worn down with the news coming in. First Christina Grimmie was shot in Orlando, then soon after, Islamic Terror reigned down in Orlando, and then only days later, my newsfeed was consumed with the devastating news of the toddler who was taken from his father’s arms by the ravishing jaws of an alligator. I felt it impossible to start my day well. I felt consumed by grief of the world every morning. It was affecting me. I can imagine and hope others feel the same. I worry that social media has almost made us immune to grief as we share in others’ tragedies from a distance, casting our unwanted opinions thoughtlessly and arguing with people we’ve never met.
I ask myself “what is social media doing to us all?” The truth is that accidents and tragedies and injustices have ALWAYS happened all over the world, at times worse than now and at times less than now. The great difference being that we now wake up to the horrific things daily on our phones. We are pulled into the lives of people we will never meet and I wonder what that is doing to us. The worst part for me is when I read an article, I make the stupid decision to read the comments and all my hope for humanity seem lost. It is so EASY to give our opinions and spew judgement or hate online. It feels anonymous. I hate it. The judgement towards parents suffering the unimaginable…….the sheer callousness towards those in the throws of grief…….the need for people on Facebook to seek attention through their unwanted and unneeded opinions……and the unwillingness to acknowledge the offenses given.
Along with these tragedies, there are the other big topics to read about. The US election, Brexit, Trump, Clinton, #blacklivesmatter, #alllivesmatter, LGBT activism and bias, Islamic Terrorism and the real threat we face, and so much more, are some of the things I read about each morning and throughout the day. Mostly, I’m dismayed by the opinions I read from friends and acquaintances stating opinions as fact and incredible bias against those who may not agree. ON BOTH SIDES. Positions and stands are being taken with righteous zeal. I read on a daily basis how those who would vote Trump are stupid, uninformed idiots who will cause the destruction of America. There are comparisons to Hitler even, which boggles my mind. I take offense because I know plenty of people voting that way. I read on a daily basis how those who would vote for Clinton are ignorant and corrupt and I take offense because I know plenty of people voting that way. I read from expats I know around the world during Brexit, which to ME seemed like a great thing, that anyone with that view is dumb and uninformed, and yet again I feel discouraged. Since when did we decide that those with a different opinion or belief system or worldview are less intelligent or “worldly” than us? Pulling up social media I witness how views which in the light of day may not be quite as extreme………online are given such weight.
I just am writing this because I wonder if social media does more to discourage and divide us than we think. I wonder if our opinions which may not even be solid, become fixed with what we read and see. Do we take the time to think things through and feel the world around us, or do we make snap judgements and form our minds around ideas we know nothing about, only because it is popular? Do we speak words that demean those who are our friends, that we would never utter to a face in front of us, because we feel shielded by a screen? Is hatred spewed in the name of “tolerance” and “intolerance” and what people believe those represent? Hatred towards difference is brewing and we need to take a step back. I know at times I read what friends or acquaintances write and I think, “what? how can they think that?”, but I won’t change their opinions with my opinion. Not on social media anyway. I can, we can, show love and kindness to those who see the world in a different light, and we should. I can, we can, stand up for our beliefs with love and kindness, with strength and humility. We don’t have to AGREE with someone to love them and we shouldn’t spew hatred and vitriol through a freaking computer, OR in our daily lives.
I don’t know, and I can only hope we begin to ask ourselves these questions. That we learn to understand WHY we believe what we believe and that we fight evil with good and to try to understand why others believe what they believe. May we learn discernment in our thoughts.
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness. Only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate. Only love can do that.”
The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no commandment greater than these.” Mark 12:31

Getting Organized


Hey everyone! I hope you are having a great day and feeling fantastic as we sail into the middle of our week.
I’m a pretty organized person, but I tend to keep track of it all in my head, so I wanted to get a planner to help me keep track on PAPER. Paper…….that illusive object we hardly ever use anymore, as we hold everything we need in our smartphone……but that I find suits my mind much more. I find it soothing to write things in paper and I enjoy pretty patterns and beautifully colored pens. I really enjoy browsing through luxe paper stores, as I appreciate the attention to detail as well as the effort to making ordinary things beautiful! After some searching, I have found the perfect planner and they come from Erin Condren.

Although she offers many products, I chose to buy a Life Planner on her website I cannot begin to explain how wonderful these organizers are to own!!! Packed with all you need as well as an array of additions such as stickers and extra notepads, personalized monograms, gift cards and inspirational quotes. I LOVE it!
I love how pretty it is and how excited I feel to pull it out in public, as I customized mine with a wedding photo on the back, as well as sitting down to plan over a cup of coffee! I’m enamored with writing in my notepad with as it is lined with flowers and has my name on across the top, and I can’t express how freeing it feels to be organized and have all my notes, addresses, events and plans in one spot!

Check out Erin Condren! You will feel so special when it arrives at your door in stunning packaging, I promise you won’t regret it!

Let me know if you have one already or if you like the different patterns on her website! Shop Here!





I hope you enjoy the rest of your day! Thanks for stopping by!


Final Dallas Walk Through

Hey Everyone! Hope your week is going alright! It’s really getting close to Christmas. Only 1 week until I FINALLY get to fly back home! Whoop! ( Continue reading “Final Dallas Walk Through”

Damien and Co………et Voila!!!

This will be my first “review” although to be honest, I have mixed reviews. Always a woman.

Before leaving NYC, I was panicked about 1 thing (well, more like 1000 but this was forefront)—my hair. Knowing it was too early to get highlights that would be fresh for my wedding, I trusted my fiancee to help me find one here. Knowing that Geneva is a very wealthy and very international city, I felt confident there had to be a few good salons.

I started googling reviews and to my dismay, they were not good. On most of the Expat websites, I found these warnings: “Don’t get your hair done in Switzerland” “After having my hair ruined numerous times, I now fly back to London to get my highlights” “There are a few good salons in Geneva but it’s almost always hit or miss” “Do not get your hair done in Switzerland if you don’t speak French!”.

I started to sweat and stress.

I made and introductory appointment at Damien and Co for a consultation with none other than the owner. His English was bleak but I was impressed with his confidence and he touched me on the arm, winking, “do not worry…..”. I should have known. Often in NYC I found that the best salons did the worst jobs as they don’t actually listen. This being said, He convinced me to wait until the Tuesday before my Saturday wedding to do my hair.

I arrived on Tuesday. I was told Damien would not be doing my hair and was introduced to a girl who was lovely but did not speak a word of English. Damien came over and I asked Dragan to translate that I wanted color on my roots (an ashy type blonde just to lighten) with some highlights pulled through as I want it to always look natural even though I enjoy being quite blonde.

He suggested he would put a product on all my roots and that would be enough. I asked him to describe  the process. I asked if it was bleach.
“Ah, of course, bleach!”

I said, please do not bleach my roots.

“Ah, but your hair is all blonde, so I lighten and brighten, et Voila!”

I asked again not to have bleach on my roots.

“This is what we do to combine what you are wanting. I promise.”

Dragan left and I was on my own trying to once again stress. “my hair grabs yellow” emphatically trying to stress that I do not like yellow.

“Don’t worry” said Damien as he walked away, once again winking. The other girl came up, “Ca va”…….ummmm…….”Tres Bien” “s’il vous plaît NO BLEACH except a bit to brighten??”



I had the panic the moment I glanced an albino-esque color to my forehead through the towel on walking past the mirror. I hadn’t seen Damien since he consulted me but he came to do the drying……

Should I be honored?

I told him, “It looks yellow……remember I said I wanted the yellow out of my hair?” to which he gave me his award winning smile.

I let him keep drying hoping that it would miraculously look better. I mustered a little laugh, “I’ve never been THIS blonde” while trying to let him see the fury in my eyes but not wanting to seem rude.

“You wanted brighter. You wanted your roots blonder. ET VOILA!!!!!!!!” OMG.

Knowing I couldn’t communicate and that my parents were waiting, I left. Poor Dragan. I know the burden he felt on finding me a place to do my hair. I’m very particular. I’m a perfectionist. He didn’t respond well.

For the next 2 days I fretted and fretted knowing I would not settle for my hair to look albino-esque for my wedding. Not to mention that Damien and Co was where I had all my wedding stylings scheduled for our weekend of events. MON DIEU!

I luckily found a place in Nyon with a wonderful stylist named Sam at Lionel B in Nyon, Switzerland. He spoke English and promised he could fix my hair on Friday morning. He saved my wedding. I cannot recommend him enough!!!

Damien and Co Review Part 2 coming……..