One of the few New Years traditions I love is choosing a word for the upcoming year, an intention summed up concisely. The rub for me is that every year I’ve tried to suggest my own, the universe comes skidding in with a large club, aggressively warning “that’s not it” and sending me in a […]
It’s me, Tashia. Well, let’s be real. It’s me in front of a professional photographer with studio lighting after a make-up artist had her way with me.
On a regular day of juggling two wild boys, a fuzzy black dog, a couple jobs, an outdoorsy husband, one messy house, and a mile-high to-do list, you couldn’t pick me out in a line-up (but, hey, it’s better that way!).