May 29, 2024

It’s happening and I didn’t *exactly* expect it, I’m falling in love again 💛

With Rome. With the arrival of summer. With my sweet, beautiful adopted city. And I’m re-thinking everything I thought I knew about love, too.

Funny little thing to come to now.

I’ve always said Rome was my longest relationship.

I’ll remind anyone who thinks it’s all sunshine and golden hour that Rome is also a tricky + slippery lover, she’s often abusive and she really doesn’t care what we mere mortals think of her, anyway.

She’s easy to romanticize. She’s easy to love. She’s easy to hate.

She makes so much sense to me, and none at all.

My life used to be about showing off Rome’s beauty (and some of it definitely still is!!) and now I’m so much more interested in *your* beauty, whoever you are— and in letting that shine through as you become the fullest, most embodied version of you.

But, I digress. Rome is real pretty these days. Here’s a little glimpse of her 🫶