If I can escape the city to a place that is deep in the mountains of Malibu with a few friends that can make me laugh like my family does, eat a BLT and steak cut fries and toss a beanbag into a hole…. COUNT ME IN!
I have thought about moving away from Los Angeles many times, but this year was the closest I came to actually packing up and moving. But, this question buzzed around my face like an irritating fly. Was moving away going to ruin my life? My calling? My purpose?
About 3/4 of the way done from my sawing action in Home Depot (about 2 minutes) an elderly man comes up behind me and puts his hand on my arm, and in his deep-obviously-kind-grandfather-like voice said, "let me help you."
You see it splatted across Instagram feeds and coffee shops. It has gone all the way from fashion, to interior design, to tattoos. There is no doubt that this leaf print has impacted young people, but why? Where does it come from?
I started thinking about this and I came up with “Bohemian Gypsy”. Yeah. That’s what I want to be. A bohemian gypsy that just goes where the wind takes me and is free to talk to whomever I want and I just live to explore caves and forests. I started thinking about the word Bohemian and