A clearance girl with a high-end personality
I woke up Sunday morning deliriously happy. Why? It was 54 degrees. My inner New Yorker (even though I have never lived in New York) screamed in delight. I swear even though I was born and raised in Miami I own more sweaters than shorts. It’s insane. My mom has given up on trying to…
Home. A simple four letter word that holds such a powerful meaning. I live in a city where most people around my age want to leave. They want to pack their things and never look back. I won't lie saying I am not one of them. You tend to outgrow where you grew up. All…
