Findlay Market reminds me in so many ways of the time I spent studying abroad in Paris, France, where there really aren’t any supermarkets or grocery stores. In Paris, if you want groceries, flowers, or even a new pet, you go to the market. There are markets all over the city and they’re just beautiful — always bustling with friends, family, and the smell of freshly baked bread. After my time in France, I had a newfound appreciation for the marketplace. Going there has always been a mixture of a family tradition and a field trip: my mom shopped there with her parents and brother every week growing up, but after spending my childhood in the suburbs, it was always hard for her to find the time to take me down there for family grocery shopping trips as often as she’d liked — which makes me even more excited for the idea of Findlay After Four, a new campaign Findlay Market launched just last week.
Findlay After Four is a new way to promote shopping at the market on Thursdays between 4-6 p.m. The goal is to make sure Findlay Market frequenters and newcomers alike are aware of the market’s hours.
The hope is to drive more shoppers to the market and begin to chip away at the confusion around market hours. Even though Findlay is packed with shoppers and vendors during the weekends, but things tend to quiet down during the week — especially later in the day, but Findlay After Four is looking to change that while encouraging vendors and merchants to stay open until the market’s later hours.
Every Thursday, Findlay Market has a variety of activities planned to encourage people to take the time to visit the market and shop. Beginning at 4 p.m. later today, there will be a cooking demonstration by a guest chef, and recipe cards will be handed out so shoppers can take them and find ingredients for the dish throughout Findlay. Christian Moerlein and MadTree beers will be available at the OTR Biergarten, and there will be a raffle and giveaways. There will be new activities each Thursday through August.
I’m especially excited for a new excuse to make the trek from West Chester to Findlay Market. I feel so lucky to have such a link to my mom’s past and her family traditions, as well as a way to connect with my hometown in such a diverse environment. Not only is Findlay Ohio’s oldest continuously operated public market; it’s also a year-round home to dozens of food merchants selling meat, fish, fresh produce, flowers, cheese, and — my favorite part — it boasts the largest tea selection in the Midwest at Churchill’s. It’s also a gathering place for street performers, farmer’s markets, shoppers, and people watchers.
If that isn’t enough to convince you to take a field trip to Findlay Market, Findlay After Four is spearheaded by hometown greats including Julie Gosdin of Cincinnati food blog Wine Me, Dine Me; Bob Schwartz of Cincinnati’s 5chw4rz blog; Annette Wick of TheseWritingShoes blog; and Barb Cooper from Daisy Mae’s.
My mom, Kyle, and I took a trip to Findlay just last week to do some grocery shopping and grab some lunch. It’s always a great experience that makes me nostalgic for Paris and happy to be in Cincinnati all at the same time. Here are a few photos from our trip. What’s your favorite memory of Findlay Market — or if you’re not from the Cincinnati area, do you have a marketplace in your city? What’s it like?
Who: DesignLoveFest’s Bri Emery and Angela Kohler of Angela & Ithyle Photography
What: Founders of BLOGSHOP
The Interviews with (SUPER) Women series is a collection of Q&A’s with women from whom I find inspiration — or women I think are just plain badass, admirable, or hilarious. Probably a mixture of all those things combined. These women can be anyone — artists, mothers, professors, bloggers, career women — who is awesome in some way, shape or form. I’ve interviewed a number of women in the name of journalism over the span of my time at the University of Cincinnati. Each and every one of these interviews has inspired me and validated my own experiences, choices and passions. The collection continues with an interview with the ladies of BLOGSHOP.
Graphic designer Bri Emery and photographer Angela Kohler had two things in common when they first met only a handful of years ago: a love of blogging and two boyfriends who were in the same band. Little did they know, the pair would go on to travel all around the globe together in the name of better blogging. Together, they dreamed up BLOGSHOP, a workshop dedicated to teaching bloggers how to build visually stunning blogs and beautiful brands through the use of Photoshop. At only a little more than two years old, Bri and Angela’s BLOGSHOP has become a beloved staple of the blogosphere. It’s must more than a Photoshop boot camp – it’s a place to meet new friends, eat good food, and bask in the beauty that comes from the colorful creativity that follows wherever the BLOGSHOP twosome leads. I had a quick chat with Bri and Angela in May about future, staying creative, and the power of the blogosphere after attending their Chicago BLOGSHOP. Here’s a peek into the beautiful brains behind the brand — and some pretty pictures to go along with it!
Q: You two are about to begin your first “vacation” from BLOGSHOP for the first time since you began teaching two years ago. Bri, you mentioned it’s also going to be a time to strategize your next moves when it comes to the classes and the brand. What do you hope to accomplish as you move forward? What are your biggest hopes and dreams for BLOGSHOP right now?
A+B: We are excited to mix things up a bit and try things that we have not done before. We have been going two years strong, and it’s time to do some brainstorming! There will certainly be some idea sessions over Eggs Benedict happening in July for us!
Q:The Everygirl interviewed the two of you a little more than a year ago now, but it seems like a lot has changed since that interview! How have the classes evolved since the very beginning? How have you grown as a team?
A+B: We are really observing and learning how people absorb information, how to feel the students out, when they need a break, or when to reiterate a concept. There is a lot of technical material in our class, and it is exciting to see when little tricks we give for memorizing something really stick. It keeps getting more and more rewarding. Q:What is the biggest takeaway of BLOGSHOP other than the Photoshop skills?
A+B: We try to infuse the lessons with the “how will you apply this to your lives.” All of our students lead such amazing lives and do SO many things. We are not interested in skills that are going to make everyone create the same content, but when we talk a little bit about theory (we both have degrees in the arts), it’s fun to see the students wheels turning about how they are going to make their new skills unique to them.
Q: What’s the biggest challenge that BLOGSHOP brings into your lives? A+B: Sometimes we both miss our own beds at home with our own boys and our pets.
Q:What’s the biggest reward you, as its teachers and hosts, take away from BLOGSHOP?
A+B: At the end of day two of the workshop, when everyone is starting to really get it, we feel so proud. We see the creativity start to come out in the practices. Then the students’ questions become more about style and personality and about how to do the things they were picturing themselves creating. When they realize they have learned everything they need in order to do those things, it is really rewarding.
Q: How has blogging grown since you began teaching the class?
A+B: Original content. We talk about this so much in class, about how no one wants to see the same old thing online. More and more people are going to blogs where they can find fresh, relevant, unique content that really gives a glimpse into the life of the blogger. We think this is becoming more and more important all the time.
Q: Why do you think blogging such a worthwhile and meaningful medium for bloggers and their readers?
A+B: We all like to sneak a peek into the lives of others. Blogging is little bite-sized glimpses. There are so many personalities on the web; relatable blogs are so readily accessible. It’s really fantastic.
Q: From your perspective, why is blogging relevant and how will it remain relevant?
A+B: Any forum that allows people to connect with others will have a following. The more authentic the blog content is to the writer’s essence (we talk a lot about the bloggers and their “brand”) the more relevant it will be. We feel that the viewer can feel authenticity immediately.
Q: How do you continue to stay motivated with each BLOGSHOP?
A+B: We continue to stay motived by focusing on the learning. We remind ourselves each time we teach that we are responding to that specific class, and we try to take mental notes that will allow us to make the next class better and better. Even though it is the same material for us, hearing those “ooooh’s” and “ahhhh’s” when someone learns something new never gets old.
Q: Where do you find inspiration for your own blogs and creative endeavors?
A+B:Everywhere! We are so lucky to get to do so many creative things and be surrounded by creative people. There are so many opportunities to be inspired.
Q: What is your hope for the future of blogging?
A+B:We hope that students will use their skills to get to the next level of blog content—to create things we’ve never seen before.
(portrait and group photos)
Have you ever been to BLOGSHOP? What was your experience like? What’s your favorite thing you learned? Let me know what you think in the comments below! Are there any amazing women in your life or whose work you follow that I should interview?
Eating simply and healthfully is a natural aid for my pain problems, but it’s also a struggle. I am constantly asking myself questions like “How will I feel today?” and “Will I be able to do X, Y, and Z today or will I have to make due in the confines of my bed?” If I seem dramatic, forgive me, but I am in the midst of a flare up as I type. In food and nutrients terms, questions like, “Can I grasp a knife or pan well enough to cook something?” and “Do I feel well enough to do yoga?” or “Should I pay the $2.00 per hour parking meters outside of the office instead of walking two blocks?” come to mind.
I feel as though my life is a constant struggle – with its own victories, losses, ups, and downs – to follow the guidelines Marion Nestle lists in “Eating Made Simple,” not just because it is what is best for everyone’s health and is a way for all of us to be healthier, but because it is a summary of the list of suggestions I’ve been receiving from my doctors, specialists, acupuncturists, yoga instructors, chiropractors, and parents since childhood.
“While we wait for investigators to find better ways to study nutrition and health,” Nestle says, “My approach – eat less, move more, eat a largely plant-based diet, and avoid eating too much junk food – makes sense and leaves you plenty of opportunity to enjoy your dinner.”
Though I had not heard of Nestle before taking The Sociology of Food this summer, I feel as though she and every specialist I’ve spoken to are kindred spirits on the same wave length – not because it’s magic or a crazy breakthrough Nestle describes, but because her approach is the common sense that has been glossed over or tossed aside by the food industry for years and years now. What used to be common sense is now so easily forgotten by our society as we continue to fall victim to food trends and food scams. My life and habits go through fits and bursts when it comes to Nestle’s advice.
Grocery stores aren’t what they used to be. Sure, there are obvious changes like cash register technology, prettier and busier packaging, and more food options, but there are also new concerns. Processed foods being one of them.
Admittedly, when I choose to heat up a package of Green Giant vegetables rather than make my own or heat up some Tyson grilled chicken for dinner, it is because of a flare up. In a perfect world, I would not eat processed foods. I would also only shop at farmers markets or move to a state where I could have my own garden all year. I would do yoga every day and go to the gym, and I would absolutely not have a Starbucks caffeine addiction. In my world right now, all of those things seem like pipe dreams at times, but I am working toward them. The present state of my physical and nutritional choices include Starbucks, Green Giant, Tyson Chicken, and sometimes even Wendy’s, but I wish they didn’t.
Honestly, the additives in processed food scare me. They seem mysterious and like a serving of mystery meat full of possibly cancerous and hazardous materials. I try my best to avoid them and to make health-conscious decisions, but sometimes the processed foods are just unavoidable in my daily life right now. It’s something I’m working on, especially after seeing both of my parents fight cancer, and hearing about how the additives and preservatives in food could very well be toxins that lead to cancer or other diseases. They most definitely often lead to obesity, which sometimes leads to cancer, so the chain of events seems possible I not probable.
I also try to keep things as honest as possible. By that, I mean that I consider where my food is coming from, how many – to put it in food industry terms — “food systems” have been added to it, and whether or not it will benefit my community, my local farmers, or if it comes from some food factory way off on the other side of the country. Admittedly, sometimes I choose the food factory product if I’m feeling especially ill, especially impatient, or especially rushed, but that is something I am trying to be more responsible about.
I feel best about myself and my food choices when I am able to pick up some truly fresh produce from the farmers markets held every weekend in my suburb, or if I purchase my meats from my neighborhood butcher who has known me since I was a little girl. If I’m feeling especially adventurous, I’ll venture down to Findlay Market to pick up some “special items” for the week during my lunch hour. I love grocery shopping and food, so this excitement of gathering different food items from different places comes naturally to me. Lately, we’ve also been looking into planting our own garden for the summer, and buying milk and other produce from the farms around our neighborhood.
I still rely pretty heavily on my local supermarket, however. Sometimes, that supermarket is Whole Foods or Fresh Market, which feels pretty decent in terms of food-responsibility or satisfaction, but more often than not, that supermarket is Kroger. With all of the local and non-local foods and food products in my life, the length my food travels is an eclectic mix of locations and levels of industry – from farm to factory. Sometimes, my chicken is packaged and frozen from a big factory from the other end of the country. Sometimes, my smoothies are homemade with garden-fresh fruits and veggies, but sometimes they’re from a bottle that has travelled to Ohio by way of California. It all depends on factors like how I was feeling physically when I went grocery shopping and how much money was in my bank account.
Being a college student, money is an issue – I fit those stereotypes when it comes to money issues. Shopping exclusively at Kroger is sometimes so tempting, especially since my boyfriend is a baker there, so we get a 20 percent discount when we purchase food items there. Not to mention the fuel points involved when you swipe that Kroger Plus Card. That’s a whole other layer of bad food habits; depending upon how far our paychecks have to stretch that week, it’s hard to resist Kroger.
The good news is that my boyfriend is currently trying to get a job at Fresh Market or Whole Foods, which would ease my supermarket shopping guilt to an extent. If money was not an issue (or if I was cured of my disability, which renders me immobile sometimes), I would buy purely local. That being said, due to living in the Midwest, I would still have to rely on grocery store shopping for my fruits and vegetables during the cold months, so it would be hard to shake the food systems in that regard, but it would definitely make me feel better as a consumer and as a meat-eating omnivore due to the horror stories I’ve heard about the treatment of animals in those food factories and food industry “farms.”
Maintaining a nutritional and healthful diet is also what helps me feel in the best shape in terms of my own medical problems, so it’s an essential part of my health, if not always a convenient one, I admit. When making my daily food choices, I consider what I still need in order to have a healthy, balanced diet that day. If I am planning far ahead, I try to plan food choices based on well-balanced meals. My biggest problem seems to be in sync with much of those who are (seemingly) health-conscious in America: I often fall victim to the food fads and calorie-counting trends rather than basing my decisions off of the common sense approach laid out by Nestle, my most trusted and most favorite medical personnel, and my mother.
Perhaps in this case, the pain I feel from my Fibromyalgia is my greatest tool – it boils down to this: eating less, moving more, lots of fruits and vegetables and other good stuff, and avoiding the sugary, sweet, salty, fried, fast stuff means less pain, while forgetting these rules means more pain. For me, it’s simple as that.
Where do you buy fresh produce in the Cincinnati area? Have any favorite spots for finding unprocessed foods in my neck of the woods? Let me know in the comments’ section below!
I don’t know what this says about my current state of mind, but suddenly, summer has rolled around, and all my date nights — with girlfriends and the boyfriend alike — all involve drinks of the alcoholic variety. And I’m not going to lie. I’m pretty psyched about it.
So far, a night full of margarita madness, a tour of a local brewery, and a wine walk are all on the books. If you see me out and about this month, I’ll probably have a drink (or two) in hand. And you should join me. I mean it. You can usually find Kyle and me on our couch watching TV with some of those miniature moscato bottles…Not this month, though. I don’t know what’s gotten into us, but maybe you can just blame it on the warm weather…and on the alcohol, too. But hey, all of our plans are for a good cause!
On Wednesday night, we’re going to City Beat’s Margarita Madness shindig on the Levee. Margs! Oh, yeah! Then next week, we’re planning on going on a brewery tour of the Moerlein Brewing Co. And then there’s a new reason to drink…I mean go on a date…I mean support a good cause…that’s happening on the same night as our date with some margaritas and CityBeat. We’ll be missing out on the Drink in Ludlow Wine Walk this month, but lucky for us (and you, if you’re local), more wine walks are on the books.
The Ludlow Wine Walks are scheduled to take place on Ludlow (where else?) the third Wednesday of each month from June until September. This month’s fundraising recipient is Cincinnati Public Library. If you know me, you know I’m a total bookworm (as most former English majors are), so it sounds like a great cause.
Ludlow businesses like Paolo’s Jewelers, J. Gumbo’s, The Mustard Seed, Pangaea, Aquarius Star, Graeter’s, and Bohemian Hookah are all joining in on the fun. The local businesses participating will offer a sample of wine to patrons from 6-8 p.m., and you’ll even get to hear some live music from local artists like Claire Timmerman and The Zionites until 10 p.m.
If you won’t be joining me for the Margarita Madness on Wednesday, be sure to check out the Wine Walk and let me know how it goes!
A few months ago, two new friends offered to take some photos of Kyle and me. We of course said yes. I had planned on a much more detailed narrative of our experience — because it ended up being much, much more than a photo shoot — but I’ll save that for another time. Days and days have passed since that afternoon spent building a fort of hanging blankets, quilts and branches, but the lessons I learned there linger. There were equal parts of words and silence between us there. Eyes open and closed. Things we hadn’t told each other in a while. Things I might not have thought about since I was fifteen and he was eighteen. Words we don’t say often and don’t say enough. There was also silence. And stillness. Weight and waiting with our eyes closed.
With all our differences — and there are many — we share much of the same history. Combined, we missed more than 500 days of our senior years of high school due to health problems we still struggle with. I’ve known him since I was fourteen. My teenage self thought he was the only one who understood me. And in many ways he was. We spent our sick days — most of our days, I should say — texting one another from opposite sides of our shared suburb and sitting together at youth group or church on the Sundays we made it off the couch or out of bed. We weren’t high school sweethearts, but we were kindred spirits from the start, even though I didn’t quite figure that out until years down the road. Much of our relationship — our friendship and love alike — was cultivated in the stillness. Sometimes we were stuck staying still; sometimes we chose it; sometimes we just moved at a decidedly slower pace due to the weight of our unchecked baggage. We’ve trekked quite a long road together, separate, and for one another.
Our history is a patchwork of time apart and time together; of shared struggles and silent ones. But somehow, through moments of stillness collected along the way, here we are. And here we’ve stayed. So it’s only fitting and a bit predictable that I find my strength in moments of quiet stillness — the strength I often get from him, even though he’d scoff at the idea.
Lately, we’ve both had a hard time staying still. His schedule is a mess; my sleep is limited; we work hard; we study hard; he snores; i toss and turn and sigh; the neighbor’s dog barks; the morning comes; it goes on and on. Life has been a whirlwind of the mundane. His health has been poor; my anxiety has been up; we’ve been working too hard. Things are in a constant state of “go, go, go.” I think it’s that way for most. But doesn’t it always feel like it’s just you? Or it’s just him? And that no one else gets it? Anyway, I don’t think I’ve stopped in more than three months. I don’t think he has either.
But then I just scrolled through our album of these photographs. And I was still. And he snored beside me. And I breathed. And my heartbeat slowed. I remembered the words we said and the silence we shared. And I closed my eyes. And I was still.
I often forget to learn from the stillness; from the quiet. I think we all do in this fast-paced, never-wavering world. But when I let myself stop and let myself remember these photos — the memories behind them and the memories before them, I can’t help but stop. I can’t help but be still. And then I breathe and remember that time we went to Ichthus together more than eight years ago. Or that time I first realized Kyle was looking at me from across the campfire when we were on our youth group retreat seven years ago. All of those times have brought us to right here, right now. I am still imperfect and so his he. Our lives still have a lot of growing to do. So do we. But that stillness — all those quiet moments — I think back and can’t help but remember the words from church services past ring in my ear, “…you need only be still…” And I know without a doubt that those words are true. Because they got me here and they got him here, too.
So let this be a reminder to me — and to any of you — that in the quietest of moments, we often learn…feel…know the most.
I’ve said it once and I’ll say it a million times: knowing your personal style is so much more important than following fashion trends. I don’t really care much for fashion. I’m definitely not a slave to it — unlike so many people in the retail world. To me, there’s a huge difference between fashion and style; style is so different from person to person. It really has a personality to it, which I love. That’s why I was so excited when my store decided to start its own personal shopping program. And even more excited when I was chosen to be the personal shopper. I already did a lot of styling for the store mannequins, so I was eager to try my hand in styling real women.
I get asked by friends, coworkers and customers to go pick out outfits for them, but I always end up forcing them to come brave the shopping racks with me so that we can work together in finding something that they really love. That’s what’s so great about style: it’s a form of self expression. Even if you’re not an artsy type or into things like Pinterest or DIYs and don’t have an artistic bone in your whole body, you can still express yourself through your style choices. I think that’s why I’m so into the idea of personal shopping at the resale shop I work for: there are so many different types of clothing and so many different brands there — you can really mix and match what you pick out to find something that’s really “you.” It’s made me into a shopping addict for sure…even more so than I already was. Which my wallet isn’t happy about. But whatever.
Even though I’ve been so excited to have a new outlet for my styling addiction, personal shopping for other women makes me nervous — a good kind of nervous, but nervous all the same. Especially since I take style so seriously for myself. I’m not very good at drawing or painting, but I can put an outfit together that I really love and feel proud of. I want to help other women do that, too! I’ve given a lot of thought to all of this lately (obviously), and I think my biggest goal for this new venture is to help other ladies feel happy in their clothes — regardless of their shape, size or style preferences. So many women come into the store and are so unhappy with their size that they can’t even see how many awesome options are out there for them. I hope to change that. Yeah, there are probably more important and respectable ways to alter someone’s self esteem, but you have to start somewhere, right?
And maybe starting with style is a perfect step toward self-love. I know it won’t change the world, but it might change what a brand new mom sees when she looks in the mirror or help a lady have an awesome interview because she feels good about the first impression her outfit will make. Sure, an outfit is just a drop in the bucket when it comes to feeling good about yourself, but if I can help spread a little bit of happiness or offer an ounce of excitement, that’s more than good enough for me!
How do your style choices make you feel? Are you a slave to fashion trends or do you march to the beat of your own stylish drum? How would you define your style? Do you have any questions about styling or need help putting an outfit together? Let me know your thoughts with a comment below!
Apparently, Ohioans have the dirtiest mouths in all the land, according to a recent data research study conducted by the Marchex Institute. Washingtonians (allegedly) cursed the least. You may have already seen the news pop up all over your Facebook feed. Naturally, my immediate reaction was, “WTF?!?!?!”
The Ohio $#!T talking didn’t stop there.
Marchex’s data and research team examined more than 600,000 phone calls within the past 12 months. The calls monitored were made by consumers to businesses across 30 industries, including cable and satellite companies, car dealerships, pest control centers and more.
Marchex scanned for every curse word under the sun – from A to F to S – and I’m sure you can fill in the blanks on this one. Especially if you’re reading from an electronic device somewhere in Ohio.
Ohioans also received “honors” in the Top 5 Least Courteous category. Apparently, we have a harder time saying “please” and “thank you,” which were the keywords that Marchex’s “Call Mining” technology scanned for when collecting data on manners and pleasantries.
Interestingly enough, the newly released data coincides with National Etiquette Week, a seven-day reminder to be civil and courteous to one another. I wonder if Ohioans watching their tongues and minding their manners in observance of the week’s festivities are having a harder time than others. Maybe that’s why I was cut off and honked at during my 45-minute commute this morning…I’ll blame it on the Buckeyes.
Ohio was then put into the “Sailors” category, while states like Washington, Massachusetts, Arizona, Texas and Virginia were deemed “Goody Two Shoes” states. Luckily, Ohioans aren’t the only “sailors” in America…As the old saying goes, “dirt and filth loves company,” right…? Right. Anyway, ranking behind Ohio in the sailors category – states where people are most likely to curse – were Maryland, New Jersey, Louisiana, and Illinois. So if you’re looking to migrate out of Ohio (like so many of are), you’ll probably get less dirty looks for mouthing off in those states.
Ohioans curse more than twice the rate of Washingtonians, according to the data. Washingtonians curse about every 300 conversations. Ohioans, on the other hand, swore about every 150 conversations.
Other fun (filthy) facts include: 66% of curses come from men, calls that containing the most cursing were more than 10 minutes long, and calls in the morning were twice as likely to produce cursing as calls in the afternoon or evening.
Marchex also aggregated state-by-state data on who says “please” and “thank you” the most. The Top 5 Most Courteous states were: South Carolina, North Carolina, Maryland, Louisiana and Georgia. Southern hospitality, anyone? I have vivid memories of one of my high school teachers swearing up and down that there was more Midwestern hospitality than Southern hospitality. Guess she was wrong about that one. Big time.
Ohio was the only state to find itself in the “Sailor” and “Least Courteous” categories.
To be honest, I don’t really mind being among sailors. Am I surprised that Ohioians topped the charts for having the dirtiest mouths? Sure. But maybe I shouldn’t be. Ever since middle school, the mouths around me got dirtier and dirtier. And so did mine. I distinctly remember having a line in my Myspace profile proclaiming that I “swore like a sailor.” And it only worsened as time went on: by the time I got my first newspaper job in college, I’m pretty sure every other word out of my mouth was four letters long. I’ll just blame that on the Buckeyes, too.
I mean…I really don’t mind being a “sailor,” but maybe that’s just because I’ve been surrounded by them my entire life. Let’s just say Ohioans are simply transparent, passionate people. Maybe we do curse a little more and maybe not every Ohioan minds their manners as much they could. Whatever. At least we know how we feel and aren’t afraid to express it…by any means necessary. As Joan Jett once said, “I don’t give a damn about my bad reputation.”
If you’re an Ohioan, how do you feel about these findings? Does Ohio belong in the “Sailor” category or do you still believe in Midwestern hospitality? Sound off in the comments section below — whether or not you keep it clean is your prerogative, but if you’re a Buckeye, the odds seem to be against you on this one.
So psyched for #chicagoblogshop! My first solo roadtrip! #blogshorbust @designlovefest @iheartblogshop
As the dust from the whirlwind of finals and internship beginnings settles, a roadtrip to Chicago in the name of BLOGSHOP is on the horizon…