merry christmas from my happy place: starbucks. as i grip a mug of peppermint mocha and think about next month’s manicure from a continent that doesn’t celebrate chrissy and where the inhabitants go to temples on the new year’s day of an entirely different calendar, i wish that you feel sexy and uplifted this holiday… Read More


tears, that vietnamese cheer of encouragement when you catch a wave, hanoi street food, therapy. traveling with katie, farewelling katie, haplessly dragged into nasty currents and drama. accepting that the problem isn’t me. new nepal vlogs 3 passes + ebc | kathmandu—khongma la 3 passes + ebc | ebc—gokyo Monthly Mood: Feeling Feelings in october… Read More


a month of mini surf trips and visitors and finally finding a therapist i actually like and discovering that starbucks vietnam does a psl and od-ing on a bunch because i haven’t had any in five years. i didn’t know that you could be the best of buds with someone for 3.5 years, not see… Read More


and just like that, summer snapped to autumn   Monthly Mood: $pend “you know, sometimes i really dislike youbut i don’t know why i don’t stop caring and treating you welltreat you too well” —received in my zalo Hi. In September the dentists in town diagnose me with four cavities. I realize that perhaps the… Read More


in august i get strong again. new content i start a chasing calories substack i upload a sri lanka vlog, 13 months tardy Monthly Mood: Strong in anything at all, perfection is finally attained not when there is no longer anything to add, but when there is no longer anything to take away, when a… Read More


When it wasn’t Candida in the first place. When you learn how to label assault for what it is. When you unlearn habits that don’t serve you anymore. And when you chuck it all in one long-ass rant. a gynecologist may not link yeast infections to brain fog. they’ll send you on your way with… Read More


life rule number one is definitivelyalways ask the surfer tryna get in your pantsif he marriedgot a gf always! Monthly Mood: Clean i think i am finally clean.—t swift I’m at the point in my Trip (five years and some) where I can spend all day, all year, looking back. Which of course defeats the… Read More


Trying to convey an entire month, two months tardy, is a terrible idea. Monthly Mood: Flying With Beer e na vida a gente tem que entenderque um nasce pra sofrerenquanto o outro ri —tim maia The camera roll claims that February Vivian ate flying noodles and salty nose dives. Rainy day waves smashed, dragged, and… Read More


If I’m tardy it’s because I don’t know how to convey the amount of shit that hit the fan. Trust that a lot did. That the juiciest parts will come some day in paperback. The life affairs sketched in this post refer to mid-August till September end. Monthly Moods will now drop at midnight on… Read More


My salty Sri Lankan summer nears the two month mark and at times I feel like the only foreign female walking around without a beach boy slung stylishly over my arm. My leash tan fossilizes herself to my right ankle and on most days I’m totally eating it in a washing machine of brine. July… Read More