A love-laced poem in memory of my beautiful grandmother, and the nostalgic sunny afternoons spent on her porch learning to crochet.
A poem describing the face in the mirror. Featuring the very stylish and ultra comfortable Saree-Pants by Suchita Stylista.
May Day! It’s the first day of my birth month. Thought I’d put my thoughts on growing older in isolation in the form of a poem and crazy digital edits x
We are living through unprecedented times. The future seems bleak, the self-isolation and loneliness is taking many to the brink of insanity. Yet, like all seemingly desolate situations in life, this quiet time of slowing down and taking note of our endless blessings comes with a silver lining.