How to Be A Girlboss 101: Controlling Your Inner Mean Girl

Happy Sunday loves! This is another new series I am starting on my blog, “How to Be a Girlboss 101.” Now that I am in college and doing more and more on my own I am determined to do whatever it takes to live my life how I want it to be. A girlboss is someone who is in charge of their own life. She gets what she wants because she works for it. The first step to becoming a girlboss is controlling your inner mean girl. Your inner mean girl is the side of you that tells you you aren’t good enough, not pretty enough, and can’t do everything that you need to do to become a girlboss and the best version of yourself. I am a firm believer in everything happens for a reason, but that doesn’t mean you let life happen to you. You are more than what your mean girl tells you. You must take control of your own future and not let your mean girl get in your way. Read books, listen to podcasts, watch ted talks. Make time for yourself, challenge yourself, educate yourself, smile, and be kind always. Don’t settle. Get excited for tons of new exciting posts coming up soon! Here are some of my favorite #girlboss quotes to get you inspired.




Foodie Finds: The Northside Social

Hey friends! One of my first meals home from college was a dinner out with just me and my parents. They know all of the hot spots around Indy so I was so excited when they told me they had a new place for us to try. This amazing find in Broad Ripple left me so content. As most of you know, we like to order tapas style so we can get a little sample of everything. This night we decided to just get an appetizer, larger salad, and (of course) a dessert to split. My family isn’t too picky so we opted for these yummy Andoullie Mussels to start off. These were so so good served in white wine, garlic butter, tomato, and pickled peppers with pieces of sliced baguette to dip in the sauce. Our second selection was the Maple Salmon Salad. My favorite part of salads are all of the delicious toppings. This one came with a gorgeous fillet of salmon, golden raisins, red onion, granny smith apples, candied walnuts, cornbread croutons,  topped with a maple-balsamic vinaigrette. Last but not least, the Coconut Cake!! This was honestly one of the best cakes I have ever eaten. If you are into coconut this is so your type of dessert. It was a coconut cake with lime curd and a white chocolate-lime buttercream. The foodie in me was screaming. Totally recommend this place 10/10 loved it!



10 Reasons Why I Love My Mom

Mothers are amazing. When you really think about everything they do daily to take care of you there is only one word to describe it. AMAZING. The day you are born you become their number one priority. I am closer to my mom more now than ever and I know our relationship will only grow. Being away at college has taught me a lot not only about myself but how much my mom has done for me and how much I really had learned from her even just through observation. Given that today is Mother’s Day I wanted to take this week’s post to show some love and appreciation for my mama as well as all the other fabulous mamas out there.

Just a few things I love about mine:

  • You always know what to say to make me feel better
  • You give the best advice
  • You are tough on me, but in the best way
  • You expect a lot of me which makes me better
  • You have shown me what it means to be a good wife, sister, mother, and friend
  • You are the best listener
  • You worry about me a lot
  • You pray for me constantly
  • You have taught me the importance of having a clean house and being a good hostess 😉
  • You are the best Mommy and I thank God every day I got you as mine

Mom, thank you for your endless support and love you show me. I hope to be half the person you are someday with your heart, compassion, ambition, and strong faith. Love you Mama, Happy Mother’s Day.


College Year One

And just like that, my first year as a college student has come to an end. This year was a big deal for me. I moved away from Indiana, the place I have called home my entire life. I left behind family and friends and everything that was comfortable. I took the leap and achieved my childhood dream of “living in the city.” I’ve always viewed myself as someone who paved the path for myself as well as others. In my mind, Chicago was my ticket to becoming who I wanted to be and pushing me far beyond my limits and out of my comfort zone. I’m a firm believer in creating your own opportunities and this was the place and time in my life for me to start making those happen.

The transition was weirdly easier than I expected. I am not a fan of big life changes, so I was not anticipating for myself to have an easy time with this whole moving out and becoming an adult thing. The first week everyone kept telling me it would get better and it would become my new normal. Which was completely true, but honestly, I just felt like I was at some weird summer camp. I still felt like it was a short-term thing and I would be heading back home after maybe a few weeks. Within the first few weeks of classes I was now in full on tourist mode in my newfound home away from home. I went to the bean and The Art Institute and tried out all the trendy restaurants downtown that I could get discounts with my student ID. I was trying my best to find my way around and get to know the place. Thankfully, being a business major I get to be only a few blocks away from Michigan Avenue multiple times a week. And even in all the hustle and bustle of cars and the train there is a sense of peace. First semester was filled with lots of firsts. The first time taking the L, having to get an Uber to the airport, flying alone out of Midway and O’Hare, going to a Target that isn’t five minutes away from my house but rather a few stops south on the redline, and so many new foodie finds it’s ridiculous how much I ate. By the time Thanksgiving rolled around, I was getting homesick. It felt like I was just counting down the days until I could be home again. The holidays came and went and by mid-January I was excited to come back, see my friends, and finish off the year on a strong note.

Second semester was amazing and so much better than I could have hoped. By this point I was settled into college life, I felt secure in the relationships I had made, and was eager to make more. A week after being back on campus I went through sorority recruitment and found a new love for all my sisters in Alpha Chi Omega. I have wanted to be part of a sorority for as long as I can remember. Having that sense of belonging and unity made me so excited to be part of a group of such real strong women that would help me grow in so many different areas. This year I also became part of CHAARG, a fitness club at dozens of colleges throughout the country. We get together once a week and do different workouts around the city. A huge advantage of living in Chicago is we get access to all the amazing (and not to mention expensive!!) fitness studios for free! My two favorites were Barry’s Bootcamp and Soul Cycle. Getting to know these girls has been a major highlight of my freshman year and so many cool memories. Spring and Easter breaks came and went but were very much needed. It was great to be home with family and just being around them again.

These last few weeks have been challenging mentally and physically. My first year in college at Loyola was one for the books. I am so proud of myself and everything I have done. I really put myself out there just like I had hoped I would. I am really excited to be in this place, with these people in my life. Although this year flew, and I know it will just keep getting faster, I can’t wait to come back next fall and do it all again.