Category Archives: Personal

puerto rico, winter ’19 | the full rundown.

I was in the middle of the busiest month of my 2018 wedding season when Michael asked me if I wanted to take a trip together during my eventual off season that would follow. Michael and I are *slightly long distance (it’s roughly a 2.5 hour drive between my place in Chicago and his in…

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single | a declaration + a new project.

“How are you liking Chicago? Maybe you’ll meet a boy up there,” my Grandma said into the phone, both optimistically and reassuringly. “Yeah, may-be.” I responded with an uptick in my pronunciation of the second syllable – you know, to denote positivity. “I said that to your Grandpa the other day, and he said, “well,…

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the gang goes to starved rock | fall 2016.

As a girl who has always had a lot of close guy friends, I often wondered when I was younger how it would all shake out when they each started dating someone. Would their new/eventual girlfriends like me? Would we have things in common? Will they think I’m secretly out to steal their boys?! From…

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the gang goes to turkey (again) | summer 2016.

At this same time of year approximately ten years ago, I stood outside in the dark in the middle of Bradley University’s campus. Beside me was my roommate, Jill, and the girl who happened to live next door to us for the second year in a row, Jaclynn, as well as a bunch of other…

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the girls go to new orleans | summer 2016.

I recently went on a weekend getaway to New Orleans with a few of my favorite women, and it was honestly just the best time. I originally wanted to write a big ol’ blog post about every little detail (the music! the food! the to-go drinks!) because I loved nearly everything about this city, but…

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