So many of you reacted to my post on the pain of putting together my wedding photo album with an “Amen!” The problem is that folks tend to equate “organized photos” with “perfectly polished photo album,” so they stall on doing anything in-between. There is SO much that can be done in-between these two points!

It looks like face masks will be a part of our wardrobes for the foreseeable future. If you’ve got a collection of scarves lying around (and I know you do!), you MUST try this scarf mask hack.

The quarantine has turned so many of us into work-at-homers; that might mean you’re working at the dining table. Now more than ever, the detritus of life that commonly lands on a desk lands on the table - and stays there. It can be hard to switch back and forth, fully un-officing the table every evening.

These past weeks have taught me that to have close Black friends is not enough. To feel like you’re colorblind is not enough (and certainly not true for anyone and actually, dangerous). To believe that all men are equal in the eyes of God is not enough, until everyone is equal in the eyes of men. 

It took four years and a pandemic for me to create our wedding album.

I always try to let my clients off the hook when they tell me their goal is to turn their thousands of photos into photo albums. That was even before I personally realized how massive a job photo albums are. Ever since our wedding in September 2016 I had a sinking feeling about our photos. 

I never knew I had such strong opinions about cord management until I was interviewed for last week’s Washington Post article Don’t Let Tangled - Or Too Many - Cords Create Chaos At Home. They even used this photo I took in my kitchen! If you don’t subscribe to The Washington Post, click here to read.