pura vida

I’m incredibly blessed to spend each New Year with a group of friends who itch with wanderlust nearly as much as I do. This year, we spent eight days in southwest Costa Rica, diving into warm, blue waters, spotting spider monkeys in the trees, and riding horses to waterfalls. We discovered why the phrase, “pura

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a place to write

Who wouldn’t want to write in a space like this? I’m dreaming of a feminine and funky spot from which I’ll write each day once I move to New York City.

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