M O M J E A N Z – They used to be lame, now they’re rad.

AND THEY’RE EVERYWHERE because trendy twenty-somethings and the tweens longing to be those older kids are turning mom jeans into adorbs high-waisted cutoffs, and I’m totally into it.

I crept over to SAZZ VINTAGE in Old City to see what mama-butt makers they had to offer, and I was in for a serious candy-striped treat. After browsing the $25 t-shirt rack (all of which were 100% cotton DREAMZ) I traipsed into the pants section. Their mom jean selection was on point, but something better screamed JJJJACCCKKKIIIEEE, and it…it…it ’twas…..



(NOT SOAP POISONING, BUT ->) THESE UNREAL VINTAGE B.U.M. BRAND SHORTIES FOR $38. #IDIE (PS talk about faded glory – look at dat ass logo).

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I’m seeing a movie alone in a theater for the first time ever, and it’s during the day on a Thursday. Yes, I came to see it alone, but I expected there to be at least one other soul there with me. Right now it’s only me. I swear someone was following me in here, but when he got to the ticket booth, he only asked for directions to the train station. Is it bad if I kind of wish he were here now?

Suddenly a piano is playing down the hall and I don’t feel so alone. My vision of this possible creep sitting two rows ahead and to the right dissolves in front of my eyes. Have a creep here with me? What was I thinking?

The theater is small and gray. To the dust in the corners of the ceiling, my neon floral shirt must stick out like a sore thumb. I’m wondering how many film students, divorced men, and girls who’ve just quit their jobs this room has seen on a high-traffic weekday.

The wind whirs through the roof and the screen turns on. An elderly couple walks in.

“Which one do you want?” the man asks, as if choosing a seat in the theater was like choosing which cake they’d had at their wedding 50 years ago.

In 15 minutes, I’ve experienced more than I have in 3 years.

This is the life of a dreamer, of minds who see life as a movie.

[FEATURE] It's This Secret World of Frances Ha

[FEATURE] It's This Secret World of Frances Ha

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I’ve quit my job with aboslutely no plan for the future. Here’s why:

Right after getting my BA in writing arts I hit the road for grad school where I earned a MA in publications design. While I was still in grad school I got an amazing internship at an amazing ad agency. I’ll never forget the day I sent them my crazy email, subject line: If I don’t Intern For You I Might Die.

Almost three years later, I’ve experienced some incredible things, and have gotten the chance to go places most wouldn’t – for all of these things I am forever grateful to my colleagues and clients.

After staring at the sky for hours in Rittenhouse Square, and drunken chats with strangers on the benches of Frankford Hall, I’ve decided if I continue this career I’ve created for myself, I won’t be able to do everything I’ve ever wanted, and when I’m 87 and look back on my life, I need to have no regrets. So, in true MOXIEGUMPTION style, I’ve decided to take a ginormous risk and leave the advertising world to take some road trips and fall in love with whatever I want before I don’t have the chance.


So, what am I gonna do now?

I’m gonna find what makes me happy and do that.

Could be any of the following:

  • work at a magazine
  • be a barista for a minute to meet a hawt coffee-drinking stud
  • roadtrips
  • move to london
  • work at NastyGal
  • make collages like nobody’s bidness
  • see a lot of live shows
  • write a screenplay
  • take my little sisters to the pool
  • go on tour with a band
  • hike a mountain
  • open an etsy store

  • take a screenwriting class

  • learn about SEO

  • interview shadowscene, & Leila Baboi

  • work on a music video shoot

  • work on a magazine photoshoot

  • design a window display

  • read tons of books

I’ve always believed in being myself, never settling, and living life to the fullest. Back in May I took a Blogshop class to slap my creative self in the face. It was utterly inspiring to see Bri Emery (who is clearly a unique soul) work her style into something people want for themselves. She recently wrote a blog post about being age 27 – and I can’t wait to see where I am a year from now, but until then, I’ve got a little something to say to Bri Emery:


xoxoxoxo 4——->

The only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it.”
– Steve Jobs

The greatest risk is risking nothing at all
– Leo Buscaglia

to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human can fight and never stop fighting.
– e.e. cummings



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I recently got back from a trip to visit my friend Joe’s Daily in Los Angeles. It was amazing, but a lot colder than I expected. We did everything from visiting LACMA (Stanley Kubrick + Caravaggio) to eating out for almost every meal. When we were driving down the Pacific Coast Highway, I got a really insane craving for those Mexican fruit cart treats (I had one in Venice on my last trip to Cali). We didn’t stop, but I did find an amazing recipe for it (via Cuisinerd) that I can’t wait to make.

Some of my favorite memories are below <3.

[Remembered Through My Instagram]

Cruising down the Pacific Coast Highway

Beverly HIlls sign, obvi. I looked hard for a RHoBH — no dice.

The gorgeous kiosk! So many feels.

. As if I don’t go there enough in Philly.

[Our “Would You Rather” YouTube Video]

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