Last week I got invited by DIFF Eyewear to spend a few days on the central coast in one of my favorite towns, San Luis Obispo. We stayed at the iconic Madonna Inn, rode horses and dune buggies, drank wine, and of course, wore the best shades in the game. 


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I can breathe again. 


Marrakesh was madness. We were just taking a walk, getting lost on purpose, when a man stopped us and tried to force his directions on us. We tried to remain firm and politely decline his invitation to follow him, but he was too persistent. And when we finally arrived back to the gates of our Riad, he demanded money and scoffed when I gave him 30 dirham. I felt overcome with anger. We didn't ask for his help, and we didn't invite his hustle. I was ready to leave this city. I was tired of being pulled into shops and yelled at for walking away. 


I had to remind myself to take a deep inhale just now, releasing the emotional charge even as I recount this encounter. Let it go. It's in the past. 

Essouaria. Villa Anouk. This is my present. This is my favorite moment in Morocco. 

I feel like we've entered medieval times, with stone piled walls and castle like buildings. There are donkeys roaming freely and red rocky mountain terrain. 


Villa Anouk. Words can't describe how at home I feel here. Safe. Secure. Inspired. 


The detail, love and care that Anouk put into every inch of this property transported me to a different time. I felt as though I were in a fairytale book, and this, my castle. The food was vibrant, the coffee was strong, and the dessert went straight to my soul. The artistry in the selection of each chair, each doorknob, and each blanket was understated and sophisticated. I could definitely live here. 


Anouk and I had similar stories, both moving to Paris and then New York. Except she continued on to make Morocco her home, while I reside in LA. She and I have big plans, our story does not end here. 

To book your stay, and I highly recommend that you do, click HERE.


And when you do make the journey to this magical sanctuary, please give Anouk a hug from me, and make sure to ask her for the chocolate cake. 


We hit the ground running, or driving I guess i should say. As soon as we touched down in Casablanca, we were greeted by Hassan, our driver, and the Mercedes sprinter van which would become home for the next week. We were to spend our first night in the north in a city called, Chefchaouen, or the Blue City. A drive which was meant to take 3 hours ended up taking 8, but if I’ve learned anything from all of my travels it is that the JOURNEY is the DESTINATION. It’s never about where you are going to end up, because that just takes you out of the beauty and wonder of the present moment. 


We had planned on having an entire day to explore, but had to squish it all into 2 hours, before our Hamam and dinner, of course. So we dove into the streets of the blue, which eerily reminded me of being in Mykonos just a few months prior. The windy walk streets were each slathered with a slightly different shade of cerulean, periwinkle or sky blue, and were decorated with all kinds of gifts and gags. We strolled around, and ended up in a castle, that overlooked the city. We got the chills as we walked through an old prison, and tingles in our toes as we escalated the steps to the very top of the castle’s tallest tower. 


What I really want to share with you all is my experience of the traditional Moroccan Hamam. I was ushered into a stone room by a sweet woman in all black. I laid on a large stone bench, and was hosed down with a hot blast of water. She came to me and with such precision and care, began to scrub my entire body. She took care, cradling my neck to one side, as she scrubbed behind my ears, all the way down until she was tickling between my toes. Once more, she sprayed me down, this time removing layers upon layers of the old me. She proceeded to rub clay into my skin, and now it was my turn to lay and rest. 

I understood her, even though we did not speak the same language. 

By the end, when it was time for our final wash, nearly an hour after steaming, scrubbing, eucalyptus and clay masking, she motioned for me to strip all the way down. It was so freeing, like I was really letting go of that final layer that needed to be washed away. In that moment I let go of shame and fear and embarrassment, and allowed myself to embody the perfection of self. Self love, self care. These are things we often forget, or are made to feel bad about practicing. I urge you to please, LOVE YOURSELF. Remind yourself of how wonderful you are, and that it is more than okay to receive love. I love you. Off to Fes.


5 Travel Essentials

I’ve been traveling my entire life, and more so in recent years. As someone who has grown into a deep appreciation for all things organizational and an even deeper appreciation for anything that makes me feel prepared, I wanted to share with you my top 5 travel essentials!

1. PACKING CUBES: Ok guys, I am obsessed with these things. It makes it so so easy to organize your items, and be able to dig through your suitcase without destroying it completely. It makes packing & unpacking so much easier and a I just can’t recommend these things enough.

2. NOISE CANCELLING HEADPHONES: You never know who else is going to be sharing the plane ride with you - from crying babies to snoring ladies - nothing adds more agony to being confined in a flying tube than having to listen to unwanted noise over the sound of the rom'-coms' you’re trying so desperately to enjoy. Once I got myself a pair of noise cancelling headphones, there was NO going back to weak ass ear buds.

3. COMPRESSION SOCKS: I just discovered the magic of compression socks. These travel compression socks are ideal to wear on lengthy flights to prevent swollen or achy legs!

4. EYE MASK: Another thing I do not travel without! Use a sleep mask (& ear plugs) to acclimate to different time zones, and create the perfect conditions for a deep sleep. I like a soft silk one, like the one linked below!

5. HAND SANITIZER: Let’s be real, who knows how clean air planes are, or airport bathrooms, or the little pull down trays… I’m not a huge germaphobe, but it definitely gives me a great sense of comfort to have some hand sanitizer handy. I like this lavender one from EO, its organic, and the lavender smell is a refreshing change from the stale plane air.

What are your top 5 travel essentials? Obviously I travel with more than just these items, but I definitely don’t get on a plane without them.

CLICK HERE for all of my travel necessities, from the cutest assortment of luggage, to an array of travel utensils, reusable water bottles, passport holders and more.



It’s amazing how quickly things can happen when you set a clear intention and move with the momentum of the universe.

Haji Lane, Singapore

Haji Lane, Singapore

A ticket was bought, everything was sold or given away, 2 flights and nearly 9,000 miles later has landed me across the world.

Our travels begin in Singapore. It’s been a little over 48 hours and I’ve already walked almost 20 miles. (click here for the most comfortable shoes that have been a dream to walk around the city in.)

This is the cleanest city I’ve ever been to. The quietest too. They’re a quiet people here, very respectful.

Botanic Gardins, World Heritage Site

Botanic Gardins, World Heritage Site

There is a definite sense of mindfulness, from the encouraging street signs, to the demeanor of the people.

Today I met with an owner of a yoga & art studio, Canvass, and we discussed connection, community and the power of feminine energy over pink rose bud tea and dumpling soup.

Din Tai Fung for the best dumplings 🥟

Din Tai Fung for the best dumplings 🥟

Im so excited and grateful for the opportunity to travel and meet likeminded people from all over the world.

I was stuck on repeat in LA, like a broken record, repeating the same motions day in and day out. All it took was the littlest bit of courage, some trust in the universe and the decision to do something different, to completely change my life. And here we are now!

Chinatown, Singapore

Chinatown, Singapore

I took a chance, leaving behind the familiar, the known, to experience something new. Something I can’t plan for.

Universe - I can’t wait to see how it gets better than this!



The energy is different here. Immediately I feel soothed. I pick up on subtle shifts of light, and white orbs that flutter around the island.

It feels more ancient. Like too much happened, and not too much since then. Which is a good thing.

The land, from what I see, is sparse and spread out. It is rocky and steep. We climb the mountain, as the roads wind up higher and higher, peering over the sea, and the crests of the waves fade into the distance.


It's not what I imagined from all of the photos I've seen, but then again we didn't make it to Oia this time. (2 days is not long enough in Santorini)

The view is breathtaking. It's the kind of sight that stops the otherwise incessant train of thoughts dead in its tracks. It's expansive and everlasting.

The horizon is speckled with rocky islands made of pumice stone, and the ocean is sprinkled with boats of all sizes. The sky feels so wide, like its stretching it's arms out wide to embrace you. When the sun sets, the sky morphs through lavender, pinks, fuschias, fiery oranges, and then dips behind the mercurial blue.

The island feels like a place that angels would reside, and I'm sure they do. You can feel their protection veiled around you as you slide through the streets.


There is often romantic music wafting out of restaurants and shops, and there is an abundance of delicious and fresh food to be eaten... Over the course of 2 and a half hours and at least 1 bottle of wine.

As I sit nestled into a corner of the huge ferry vessel back to Mykonos, my soul feels like it has been cleansed of the business of the world. I feel calm, still, steady.

Santorini - I will be back.