Greetings! I am writing from the Holy Land! I’m a few days into my Israel trip where I have learned so much about myself and the region. (Posts about this to come later).

This post is about a show I loved a few years ago, but have since changed my perspective on. Don’t get me wrong—I still love Parks and Rec, but my personal journey this year has me looking at it through a different lens. The other day, I was watching Parks and Rec before bed just like any other night. I laughed as Leslie gathered the gang to finish out her campaign for city councilwoman. I frowned as she went through the typical sexism female politicians go through. I laughed as she committed faux pas after faux pas. One part of the episode in particular made an impact on me. Again, I had seen this scene before, but my growth as a person this year made me view it with new eyes. The scene shows Leslie going into the voting booth to vote for herself for the first time. As she puts a dot next to her name, she begins to cry. I began to cry as well. (A lot actually) I’m still not fully sure why. Maybe it’s because there is a history of sexism in the world, especially in the political arena. Or maybe it’s because I know what it feels like to really doubt yourself. To hear people telling you that you’re not smart or likable enough. I have fought through these insecurities so much this past year. And while I haven’t won every battle, I know I will win the war.

This isn’t a full review, but I really encourage you to watch Parks and Rec on Netflix if you can. I hope you would have already and if you have seen it already, pick it up again. When you get past all the humor, it’s a show about a woman who really wants to make the world a better place and has an optimistic view of the world even when others tell her those dreams are impossible. Personally, I relate to this narrative so much. The show is really inspirational and fitting for any ambitious woman.

I hope one day to get a moment like the one Leslie had. Maybe not the exact same moment, but one where I am so overwhelmed by my own strength. Where I can look around and say, “not only did I bust the door down, I also took a seat at the table”. I wish this for you as well, Fearless Lady!

P.S. If finding your own strength is still a challenge for you, I HIGHLY recommend you watch “A Call to Courage with Brene Brown” on Netflix. I promise you won’t regret it!

Let me know in the comments what you do when others doubt you. How do you encourage yourself?

Now That My Frontal Lobe Has Developed....

I turned 25 years old this month, and it has been a journey getting here. Scientifically, your brain is supposed to be fully developed at 25, so I guess there is no longer an excuse for being a knucklehead anymore. But the truth is, I still feel 12 years old—unsure of myself, worried about making friends, and fighting off acne on my forehead. All of those challenges remain, except now I have a light bill to pay too.

fearless chronicles: take control of your social media

The other day I was hanging with a friend and their partner. We were discussing Tiktok and the type of content that pops up on our respective feeds. My friend’s partner commented that they wished they could see the type of content we see and sort of threw up their hands as if Tiktok had condemned them to the unfunny side of the app.

fearless chronicles: is therapy all it's cracked up to be?

As a self-proclaimed fearless woman, I thought for 2023, I could talk about the tools that have helped me become a better, more self-aware person. I should preface that I am not a perfect person and I do not strive to be. To me, becoming “THAT GIRL” as Tiktok likes to call any self-assured woman, is about finding peace in solitude, practicing mental and physical wellness, and building healthy relationships with others. It is not about reaching perfection or becoming someone without basic human emotions.

If You Have to Beg, It's Not For You

So, the other day I had a major breakthrough in therapy. I discovered that for most of my life, I have felt the intense need to prove myself to everyone around me. The more distant and disapproving someone was, the more I felt the need to win them over. So much so that I felt annoyed with people who loved me for me, no strings attached.

10 Shows/Movies That Ooze Summer

It’s summer, and it’s time to take that after-pool day shower (a top-tier human experience) and sit down to watch a binegable show. It can be hard to find shows that capture the season, but look no further because I have compiled a list of ten shows that express June-August perfectly!

Girl, Get Out of That Small Town

Just a few days ago, I finished my first year of law school. It took 15 hours of testing and many research and writing assignments to close the door on the first chapter of my legal career. I was and still am pretty wiped out. No one tells you how strange you will feel after finally achieving something you never thought would end, but yeah— it’s really weird. After your adrenaline has been pumping for two weeks straight, you feel a crash. There’s a moment when you realize that the academic validation didn’t feel as good as you imagined it would.

A New Year, A New You!

Hey, besties! Long time no post. Truth time: I have not been as consistent with posting as I planned before beginning this law school journey. Maybe you can relate? Was there something you planned to do this year and totally dropped the ball? Luckily for me and you, we can always make a fresh start, and not just because a new year is approaching. You can choose any day as your new year.

Life Update: Law School & ✨Adulthood ✨

Woah girlies it’s been more than a minute since we last spoke. I can’t believe it’s already October aka Spooky Season! Law school has a way of making time seem slow when you want to speed up and fast when you want to slow down. And the only reason I’m able to write this post is that I’m on fall break, and I knew I had to squeeze some time in to update you all on life as it is now.

Why Self-Love Seems Rebellious

I’ve watched Olympic gymnastics for as long as I can remember. I was named after Olympic gold medalist, Dominique Dawes. I bought books and watched documentaries about Gabby Douglas leading up to and after the 2012 Summer Olympics, hoping to understand more about the petite, but powerful young woman. And slightly related, I was obsessed with the ABC Family show, Make It or Break It, a tv drama about young gymnasts trying to accomplish their Olympic dreams. I say all this to say that when it’s time to watch the U.S. Olympic Gymnastics Team, I am all in.

When Being the Main Character Goes Wrong

Just a couple of scrolls through Instagram, Tiktok, or really any social media platform, you will run into a message about taking charge of your life and “being the main character”. This “main character” message has become so prevalent that just the other day, I saw back-to-back videos encouraging me to “stop being a side character in my own life”. At its core, there is a wholesome message of self love, but it's important not to warp the message into self-centeredness.

6 Ways to Incorporate Sustainability Into Your Summer

My sustainability journey really began in January 2020. I was watching a BestDressed YouTube video when she explained why she thrifts much of her clothing. It intrigued me that a majority of her fabulous collection was secondhand. I couldn’t believe that you could be so fashionable and environmentally ethical. This shock led me to research just how much of an impact fast fashion has on the environment. And I made the decision to only thrift my clothes for a whole year.

Choosing People Who Choose You

I swear I’m not trying to flex when I say this, but my heart is a little too big. By that I mean, it’s too open and available. All it takes is one positive interaction for me to care about someone and to invest in their feelings towards me. The problem with keeping a “For Rent” sign on your heart is that you remain in a constant state of instability and unease.

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