Pure Uncut Joy

A few weekends ago I took a spectacular trinity of classes at City Dance. Amber, Rocko, and Emerson. 4.5 hours of dance in one weekend. I was on an endorphin high that whole weekend…then Monday hit and my body was like …NOPE. You shouldn’t have done that. Iced my knees. Didn’t dance at all. Just… Continue reading

Micaya and Emerson

Now anyone who sees me on a daily basis knows I’m quite conservative in look. I don’t wear low cut, muffin topper jeans. I’m not particularly expressive in the frontal chest area. I pretty much have an oxford button down in every color and if an outfit has a particularly J. Crew-ish look to it,… Continue reading