Enneagram 1 or 8, type A as they come... I live for a thrift store visit, am always in a jean jacket, and plan weddings for a living
ONCE UPON A TIME
I was raised by parents who wanted to see my "succeed." Going to college wasn't a question. It was expected. I graduated with my bachelor's degree at 20 years old. Finished my MBA at 22. I thought being successful meant climbing the corporate ladder, driving a nice car, living in a big house, and "having" money. Deep down, I knew there was more. A better way of life that didn't consist of counting down until the weekend. Stress shopping because how I spent 40+ hours a week made me miserable deep down.
Ryan Nicol entered the world in June of 2021, and it become effortlessly easy to say "no," when something didn't serve my family. Those dreams I had been sitting on for years, those things that really mattered to me deep down, well, those things became my priorities and my life changed for the better. I let go of the lie that being "successful" meant having a bunch of money and material things. Success looks very different these days. It's a calm heart. A clear head. A hot shower. A walk through the neighborhood with my little one.
Our fur child. My sexy husband. My $500 kitchen makeover. All things I love.
NOW FOR THE IMPORTANT STUFF
I live for a jean jacket. Seriously, I own like 34. One belonged to my husband's grandfather.
I can't whistle. Never have been able to. Probably never will. #secretshame
I say I don't watch TV, but occasionally I binge watch reality shows #embarrassing
I still wear skinny jeans and side part my hair and use the cry-laugh emoji. Sorry, Gen Z.
Your at-a-glance guide to where I stand on all the truly important things.
A Chocolate Orange
The Sharks
Below Deck Med
Florist! I love arranging flowers.
Amalfi, Italy
Bourbon Smash
Body Butter
A Mango Smoothie
Beach, beach, baby
Schitt's Creek