Dear wanderer,

Perhaps you grew up dreaming of receiving your Hogwarts letter, or stumbling upon Narnia. Perhaps you long to visit Pemberley, to Defy Gravity, or to go to the ball. I will write you that letter, and build you that wardrobe. [A metaphorical wardrobe, that is.] Here you will find step-by-step lesson plans with takeaway homework assignments that show you how to embody fictional heroines in the everyday. This means chasing your dreams and making the impossible happen with your own inner magic.

For the full experience, you can Own Your Story, or join me for a literary tea party.

You have the potential. Heroine Training provides the tools.

Welcome to our headquarters, where dreams meet reality, where fiction is cherished, where magic is real.

Sincerely, your guide on this journey,

P.S. Read more about Heroine Training

calm in the crazy city

^ a small unassuming chalkboard sign [which i later learned is for this bridal shop] against an iron fence in greenwich village that caught my eye with its mysterious simplicity

new york is not a minimalist city. new york city is noisy. there is a distinct, gritty, stench. in summer it is muggy and sweaty. but what i love about the city is how it is a collection. the beauty of its architecture is in the stacked buildings that make up its skyline. the liveliness of its culture is in the vast variety of foods, shops, events. it is not a minimalist city, but it enriches the minimalist lifestyle: its array of option increases the possibility of finding the perfect gem in the form of a designer handbag or a quaint coffee shop or anything in between and around. my mission is to find these gems, in all forms, because they make my life sparkle

going to new york

going to new york

^ packing, my floor

tomorrow we embark for new york city! artsy things, shopping, exploring, and catching up with friends. i will be on digital sabbatical until sunday. i am bringing:

* betsey johnson weekend bag

* clothes (1 dress, underwear, 1 pair of socks, sparkly hair thing)

molskine journal

* muji passport journal

* stickered envelope including google maps print-outs and ticket confirmations

* purse

* tide to-go pen

* black pen

* marvin the kindle

* beopig the iphone

* water bottle

* ear phones

* hair elastic

* contact lenses

* cosmetic case (ultrabland face cleanser sample, hairbrush, toothy tabs, toothbrush, lip stain, eye shadow, deodorant)

* [not shown] my nikon that was taking this picture, another set of clothes i’m wearing tomorrow

a daily slice of cake (or something)

^ a slice of lemon cake from the tate modern café (from months ago, not today. it’s just pretty.)

i have a sweet tooth. a sugar addict in recovery. the new thing i’m trying is to save delightful desserts for the end of the day and to only have one serving when i do indulge. the thing is, if i resolve to have one dessert per day and then have dessert after lunch, that’s a guaranteed broken resolution because dessert must always follow dinner (duh. okay alliteration time over i promise). therefore, save the slice of cheesecake (mmm. cheesecake.) for evening. i have a theory that it actually tastes better that way. well, *let’s be honest*, it will always taste good. but it does feels better.