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So, I said I was going to start blogging when we were traveling regularly… when we were moving to D.C. to chronicle our new life… when I was on my weight loss journey… when I was pageant prepping… I never quite got there though. I love to write, but never sit down to do it for myself outside of work. 

I’m the one constantly giving everyone unsolicited travel, fashion, makeup, restaurant, real estate, fitness and nutrition advice, but I’ve never sit down to capture it all. So, I’ve decided to do just that. Will this be sustainable? Will I do 4-5 posts and get busy with life and forget? Potentially, but let’s see what happens! Join me?

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