Travel boldly. Live freely. Savor everything. And never settle for less than you deserve 💋

You don’t have to escape a masked villain to be a final girl.
Sometimes survival looks like waking up after grief.
Sometimes it looks like leaving someone who loved you wrong.
Sometimes it’s simply choosing yourself again and again.
You survived the story that tried to break you.
Now you get to write the one where you rise.

You don’t need a ring — or a plus-one — to plan the ultimate honeymoon. 💍✨ The Maldives may be known for couples, but this guide proves it’s just as magical (if not more) when it’s all about you. From choosing your dream resort and setting a realistic budget to embracing those solo, sparkling moments once you arrive, here’s how to plan your very own Maldives honeymoon-for-one — and love every minute of it. 🌊🥂

Who says you need a ring to book the honeymoon? Not me. My solo trip to The Maldives taught me that life waits for no one — so stop waiting on someone you haven’t even met yet, and start treating yourself like the great love story you already are.

Some days I’m the queen of my to-do list. Other days? I spiral into guilt, anxiety, and analysis paralysis. This week reminded me that maybe the secret isn’t ‘doing it all’—it’s giving yourself a little grace.

Summer in New York is a whirlwind of rooftops, Broadway chills, surprise bites, and music that carries you into the night. From rainbow disco ball bathrooms to waterfront dance parties and a Phantom-inspired performance that left me in chills, these are the 10 experiences that made this summer unforgettable — plus one bonus that will forever top my list.

Break up with what no longer loves you back — and make room for the life (and self-love) you truly deserve.

Martinis, Broadway magic, sweaty sauna raves, and spontaneous NYC moments that healed my soul. This month’s mini blog is proof that even when life tests you, New York always shows up. Here’s my June Top 10 - spots and experiences that reminded me who the f** I am.

I moved to New York chasing reinvention, routine, and rooftop martinis. What I didn’t expect was losing my job less than two months in. This is the story of navigating heartbreak, career curveballs, and finding myself all over again - one solo date night at a time.

Two days. One city. Zero regrets.
In this blog, I’m walking you through 48 hours in Paris — red lips, croissants, champagne, and all. Whether you’re a first-timer or a forever Parisienne at heart, this itinerary is designed to help you live boldly, flirt with beauty, and savor every magical moment. Et voilà.

“Some women fall in love in Paris. I fell in love with my life.”
When I booked my first solo trip to Paris, I thought I was just going on vacation. Instead, I came back changed — more confident, more free, more me. In this post, I’m sharing the story that started it all — and how you can plan a solo adventure that just might change your life too.