At Thanksgiving, three main things happened: I skated a Pump Track like a hamster with a new wheel, I accidentally used bone broth in my vegan entrée and my whole family got mad at me when something I thought would win their sympathies came out … [Read more]
What would I say about today in one sentence? Or maybe a few. I’m not feeling concise, just tired. Skip has started hitting. It’s mostly for a reaction or to get something she wants like a chokey bottle cap or her sister’s toothbrush. It started … [Read more]
I can't always figure what the crossover between Instagram and blogging is. The internet: decidedly not my puzzle to solve. However, I wanted to mention a new skate collective I've been working on, along with some of my biggest inspirations in … [Read more]
I was born in a sensitive body. It’s soft. Not just because I never do crunches, but because feelings sink into me and make themselves comfortable. I’m like one of those couches you have trouble getting out of. A funeral last weekend left me quiet, … [Read more]
Sisterhood is a love story of its own. Danielle and I have been writing ours with Maddie since the day she was born. It started something like, “She’s pooping in the bath again!” Then there was the Afro wig stuffed sloppily in her baiting suit … [Read more]
The smell of sage brush and salt water. I want to name everything I love after California. The blues and the browns; oceans and seas of grass. The most living and dying colors right up next to each other and all over. There was a surf … [Read more]
