Postcards to you ♡

Its officially my favorite month of the year… May 💗🌸 May feels like the month where everything starts coming back to life again. Flowers start blooming, the weather gets warmer, sunsets stay longer, and suddenly life feels exciting again. For me, May has always felt a little extra special because it’s my birthday month. This year, I’m turning 25… and honestly, I still don’t know how I feel about it. It feels strange in the most beautiful way. I don’t feel old, but I defini

Back when I was 20, I packed up my life and left my hometown, chasing a dream I had for years — to move to Tampa, Florida. When I first got to Tampa, everything felt so new and exciting. The weather was perfect, the palm trees were adorable, and don’t even get me started on the ocean. As exciting as it all was, it was also a little overwhelming — in the best way. For the first time, I was completely on my own, figuring out a whole new life and stepping into a completely new

For a few months in 2025, I was living in Sacramento—temporarily—while trying to figure out what city I wanted to call home. If you’ve ever been there, you probably know it’s not exactly the most exciting place in the world. So one summer day, I woke up and decided I wanted to spend a few days in Lake Tahoe. I had been there in the winter before and liked it, but I wasn’t in love with the snow. I was ready to experience something new. I packed a bag full of bikinis, hiking cl

Last year, I was visiting Charleston and doing what I always do—looking up things to do nearby. I came across a place on TikTok called Cypress Gardens, and once I realized it was where one of the most iconic love stories—The Notebook—was filmed, I knew I had to go. I remember thinking how surreal it would feel to experience it in real life. But instead of just visiting, I wanted to make it something more. So I decided to find a photographer in Charleston and reached out to a

Leaving Italy was a lot harder than I expected. I had such an incredible experience there that I wasn’t ready to let it go. So when it was time to head to France, I wasn’t as excited as I thought I would be. In fact, I cried and called my best friend for hours, trying to find ways to stay in Italy. Since I had already paid for this part of the trip, I had no choice but to keep going and explore another unfamiliar place. This was week two of my solo trip, and my social battery