I freak out over all things Jane Austen. My first trip to Europe, we did a tour to Stonehenge (where I had the trippiest trip of my life because like, history, yo) AND went to Bath, the place where all... Continue Reading →
Eat a pint of Ben and Jerry's Half-Baked Fro Yo. By myself. And not feel guilty. Or calories. Take a long, hot, bubbly, boozy, bookish bath with my bestie Jane Austen. Have a slumber party with my best friends like... Continue Reading →
Well. This is a doozy. My grandma Susi was a teacher, my grandma Jackie was a librarian. My mom and aunts are avid readers. This family looooves to read. I remember staying up with a light under the blankets to... Continue Reading →
When one speaks with a British accent, you sound instantly more clever and attractive. Fact. Your IQ level hasn't changed a whit, and your teeth may be in twelve different directions, but you sound like a philosopher, a poet, a... Continue Reading →
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