2017: The Year of Coming to Terms With My Body + Worst Qualities

/If I had a dollar for every terrible quality about myself, I’d be able to host daily Gatsby-style parties, hire servers with glasses of kombucha and make it rain guacamole–cause we all know that guac costs extra EVERYWHERE. But in all seriousness, like most of us, I am an extremely flawed individual. I knew this … More 2017: The Year of Coming to Terms With My Body + Worst Qualities