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My Unexpected First 72 Hours in Barcelona
I landed in Barcelona on Thursday at 9:45 a.m., and to say that my first 72 hours were unexpected would be an understatement. On Wednesday at 7:31 p.m. Eastern Time, I boarded what I thought would be the best flight of my life, ready to make my journey across the Atlantic. In January, I splurged…
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The Things I’m Most Looking Forward to in Barcelona That Aren’t on My Itinerary
Aside from the wary reaction I get from people when I tell them I am going to Barcelona for a month, their next reaction is usually to tell me how much of Europe I can see. “You should fly to the South of France, Portugal, England or Rome.” “You have so much time to see…
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The Tiny Luxuries That Make Me Feel Rich
I often say, “I wish I were an heiress,” sometimes to my dad, who responds, “Yeah, me too, kid.” Unfortunately, I am a mere working woman. A one-and-a-half-income household of one. I don’t have a luxurious lifestyle with spa appointments, trips to Alps, lunch at the Polo Club, or staycations at the Chateau Marmont. But…
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What I Thought Would Make Me Feel Like an Adult (And What Actually Did)
As a kid, I loved The Game of Life. It was my second-favorite game—behind Clue! The road to adulthood seemed so straightforward: You went to college, started a fabulous job, got married, bought a Tudor house, had kids, and retired rich at Millionaire Estates. Although I never envisioned myself as a “married in the suburbs…
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What I am Nervous About Before Going Abroad for a Month
When I initially booked my trip in January, I barely told anyone I was going for the first couple months. Partly because this trip feels deeply personal, but also because telling someone you are going on an extended solo trip opens up a floodgate of questions. “Aren’t you scared?” … “You don’t have anyone to…
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Dressing for the Woman I Want to Be
I’ve always loved shopping, specifically clothes shopping. I remember the excitement of back-to-school clothes, eager to pick out something cute and trendy that would elicit mild envy from my peers. Just kidding — sort of. As an adult, that hasn’t changed. I still feel a thrill, and honestly, a sense of comfort, strolling through a…
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Why I Am Finally Traveling Abroad Alone
I have always considered myself someone who travels. I traveled along the Eastern seaboard, from Maine to Florida, as a kid in an RV. I drove from Boston to Los Angeles when I relocated in 2013. I’ve been to Tennessee three different times — once driving from Boston to Manchester for Bonnaroo with four girlfriends…
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A Girl Named Gin 