Wednesday, July 31, 2013


It's only been a few days since LL was launched and the response has been overwhelming. THANK YOU to you all for taking time out of your precious day to dive into my thoughts for even just a minute.  

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Thank you again!

Tuesday, July 30, 2013


LL: Introuducing a new sector of LL - Tuesdays Honesty. Posting frank | personal | funny | serious opinions . . . anything, but with a candid (and hopefully not too blunt) twist. And it's not very hard to figure out that it'll be a Tuesday post! 

I was recently inspired to write again (story #3 for a rainy day) – hence that Lucky Locket came to fruition. Writing, and expressing within it, has intense emotions with deep gratifications. One can become consumed in not only the magic, but the ability to form, shape and make anything possible with the simple use of words. Pen to paper. Finger to keyboard. Perhaps too simple. But for me, writing has always enabled myself to express the core of my affections and recollect on integral parts of my life which may shed from my memory as the years pass. They’ve been recorded in a bank of pages, sitting on my screen for over a year and meant to be a special gift to those who guided me in one of the most devastating yet liberating chapters of my life. In those dark days, writing kept the dim light inside alive and almost clasped onto my sanity. It kept me going. Kept me on the road ahead. It reminds me of a time I never thought there was any hope. And now, these words are beginning to see the light and are coming out of the cracks.

I remember how I always dreamed of becoming writer (don't you just love looking back at your childhood dreams, I was quite the dreamer. But then again, I still am). Seeing my name in the New York Times Bestseller list. I once told a classmate during a gymnasium class that I felt my life was important and needed to be remembered. I was 17. It amazes me to think that I thought that’s all that was truly significant in my life – what I had done and recovered from in the short 17 years. That young naive girl did not know that what was ahead, it was more she could have imagined or even written about.

Even so, writing has always been second nature to me and a gift I rely on to openly articulate anything in the most passionate and eloquent way. I have this deep connection with the words on paper or the lyrics once written for a song. The lyrics of my own emotions and words I so long to express in person. Sometimes I wish the words could project as brightly and shine through my spoken words as they do on paper.

Hopefully as LL grows, I can brighten your day, make you shine and share something so much more than just words on paper, or in this case - on a screen.

Monday, July 29, 2013


Don’t know if you’re like me in the fact that once I have my mind set on something, especially a food craving, there’s absolutely NOTHING else that will satisfy that deep desire to get my grubby paws on it. And being in a new city | country (story#1 for a rainy day) and following ridiculous food choice lifestyles (story#2 for a rainy day), this unbearable craving for a simple big @ss slice of carrot cake is becoming harder than finding the perfect hairstylist. And a little silly to be honest. 

Yes, I can most certainly go out and purchase an entire cart full of gluten-free vegan primal products to bake this said cake, but who even has time to bake any more? Deceived by those beautiful Pinterest photos of glorious cakes baked in a flash or with ease – making us feel ever so guilty for not making time to bake. Or perhaps that’s just me and I’ve filled my schedule with items which should rather include – today, you bake your cake! 

However the Betty Crocker homemaker vision seems so enticing, well just a little for this instance. And perhaps the simple act of making time to bake may be more beneficial than I think. Just an hour out of my day, away from computer, my work, my thoughts. Putting my energy into a simple act that could allow for an escape and a finished product with so many (yummy) benefits!  

Let's take time for the small things. We may reap many unexpected rewards.

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LLL: If bake my said cake, I think I will make this instead  

Sunday, July 28, 2013

AM I A BLOGGER? Well, um, I guess I am now!

Yes, there are millions of bloggers out there - so many, I guess many people can now add it to their official job description. And as readers, we just become inundated with others "stuff" and roll our eyes at yet another blog on the block. I was never an avid blog reader, until I became dear friends with Megan of The Freckled Italian and I fell hard for sincere, informative and light-hearted blogs (which are terribly hard to find by the way), especially hers.

Each morning as I've read religiously through my few bookmarked blogs, with my warm soy coffee in hand, sun streaming through the window, there's been this constant little voice at the back of my mind asking and wondering why I'm not doing the same. Sharing my stories, photos, memories, rants, raves and secret finds. My Lucky Lockets I like to call them.

So yes, I am now taking on this little new venture and "blogging". I look at it more like sharing a little piece of me. The quirky me - good and bad - with hopefully insight, purpose and honesty.