As I edged awkwardly out of my preteens with overly dry skin, lank hair, and standing about 4 foot 8, I had a strong desire to become a model-cum-actress after spending hours upon hours of flipping through glossies. I begged my mom time after time to enroll me into modeling schools, take me to LA for auditions, and avidly read seventeen like it held the truth to the universe. Luckily she had the wits about her to say “no” to the thousands of dollars it would cost to enroll me in what was likely a farce of a class, see that I wouldn’t be shooting up the eleven inches it would take to reach international modeling standards, and that like most things I had taken interest in- ballet, horseback riding, the viola- my passion to be a supermodel would peter out in due time.
Thank you Adrian Jon Ragasa for sharing these photos from The Rolling Huts in Methow Valley this past Summer.
There is nothing like getting a group Skype chat from the loveliest back from home. They’ve taken to a yearly tradition we usually reserved for New Years Eve and gone to Seabrook, a gorgeous little seaside town on the Washington Coast. Although I’ve missed them this year, I’m so glad they’ve kept the dream alive and continue on with the Seabrook way. Be jealous, because they’re my friends.
Miss you dearly my babies, get your buns to Cambodia.
I’m like the Grimm of vacations.
I’m excited that I’ve been able to join the What’s Up Phnom Penh (WUPP) Magazine team to do a monthly style article and write up on the Tuk Tuk of the month.
This lifestyle magazine geared towards events in PP has only been around three months and already gained quite the popularity, especially their gigantic monthly parties at The Eighty8.
Cheers to Antony, Pierre, Romi, Samir, and Ashley; it’s a pleasure.