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Always on the move but still want your home to feel alive? Whether you’re a globe-trotting digital nomad or a frequent flyer with a soft spot for green spaces, I recommend these three hardy, hard to kill plants for travelers. Basically, travel-friendly, low-maintenance indoor plants that won’t hold a grudge when you don't water them. And yes, they’ll still be alive when you get back from Bali.

Earrings by Beaded Seed, @beadedseedbyronea . Dress by Akira. When Beauty Meets Legacy: A Fashion Lover’s Treasure Find I met Ronea at...

Time for a Trip: Because “Crime of Passion” Won’t Hold Up in Court I’m this close to losing faith in humanity! While I have three long...

From Nairobi to Jo’burg: Jewelry That Tells Your Story.

Living the soft life filled with warm days, beautiful people, and effortless luxury in Mexico City is our new obsession. When it comes to...

Zurich was supposed to be a quick getaway, but instead, it became a mirror. Between its cobblestone streets, crisp air, and kind strangers, I faced emotions I hadn’t packed for. Somehow, the city knew I needed softness. This isn’t your typical “best things to do in Zurich” list. It’s a story of heartbreak and quiet healing. Because sometimes, even the most luxurious destinations hold space for the most human parts of us.

What started as a quick birthday trip turned into a vibrant celebration of sisterhood, style, and soul. From floral dresses that turned heads in fine Italian restaurants to sunsets that left us speechless, Florence gave us more than beautiful views. It gave us stories and the joy of being fully seen. This is what happens when a sisterhood of bold black women take on Italy. We don’t just visit, we leave a little sparkle behind.

Spain gave me two very different love stories. Barcelona, full of charm and flavor, had me smitten from the start. Madrid? Let’s just say... he missed his shot. From Gaudí’s colorful creations to the warmth of Barcelonans, this journey through Spain is part travel diary, part style statement, and all heart. Come see how a Black woman’s glow shines differently in every city she steps into.

This post isn’t about checking off destinations. It’s about claiming space, owning my glow, and letting the world mirror it back.

I was once the voiceless girl who was praised for silence, taught to survive, not to feel. But in that silence, I was storing power.