Elk Forge B&B Inn, Maryland

We discovered Elk Forge Bed and Breakfast on a Groupon. John and I are a spontaneous couple who not only love traveling, but trying out historical and interesting landmarks across the country. This place was perfect! Elk Forge B&B is only about an hour outside Philadelphia, depending on where you’re traveling from. Truthfully speaking, John…

Above and Beyond: Riding (and loving) Portland’s Aerial Tram

Growing up between New York and Philadelphia means that my definition of city transportation usually involves underground tunnels, urine streaked floors or a bus pass. Not in Portland, though. In Portland, if you want to commute to the other side of the city, you just casually take the Aerial Tram at the intersection of SW…

Exploring Collingswood, NJ

Despite having grown up near the quaint and picturesque town of Collingswood, we’ve never actually spent much time taking in all the sights. The town is beautiful. It has a very down-to-earth, laid back vibe with funky stores like Inner Grove Records which has now convinced me to go out and buy a record player,…

Vending at Collingswood’s March Second Saturday

There is one word to describe my vending experience last night: frigid. Surprisingly, not a ton of people stroll the charming streets of Collingswood in search of that “need to own it” piece of artwork in 30 degree temps, in the dark, barely missing my table of merchandise because I chose a location with no…

International Women’s Day

My mom was the perfect example. International Women’s Day is meant to be celebrated the way we celebrate someone’s life who has passed on. After someone leaves, all we’re left to think about is the impact that they left behind; their imprint…on our hearts, on our minds, on who we’ve become despite whatever adversary their…

My Love Affair With The iPhone X

I bought the new iPhone X on Thursday and have been stunned by all the features it has to offer, including the sublime photo quality. I basically have been on my newest play toy non-stop since Friday morning, capturing everything from morning coffee, to afternoon coffee, and of course, late night coffee. The new camera…

Art is Subjective: Welcome to Bad Art and Meow

When I was living oversees, my mother ran into my high school art teacher and said, “art is subjective.” My mother was defending someone who mostly traced outlines of other people’s artistic creations and still expected her daughter to get an A for effort. Bless my mother’s soul. I look back and laugh at her…

What I Learned About Grief, As A 20-Something Who Lost A Parent

I used to write because I loved it. But now I only write as a way to consolidate my grief. I’ve given myself a pretty decent window of time for me to be able to grapple with the fact that my mother died from Stage IV Breast Cancer. I’ve done all the things you’re supposed to…

Vending at the Trenton Punk Rock Flea Market

I discovered the Trenton Punk Rock Flea Market last April and it’s been a love affair ever since. There’s a special vibe that belongs solely to the Trenton Punk Rock Flea Market. Everyone who goes there just has this edge about them: from the vendors to the audience, everyone is so punk. They just don’t…

Portland Saturday Market

What I loved about the Portland Saturday Market was oh, I don’t know: everything! Allow me to introduce myself to the point where you and I become a little more acquainted. I positively adore outside markets. Whether I’m buying organic fruit, flowers, tastefully appointed bad artwork, or fresh alligator jerky, there isn’t a bone in…