Wandering around different neighborhoods has got to be one of the best parts about living in NYC. If you've got an hour or two of free time, it's the most a wonderful way to spend some time clearing the cobwebs your head, while taking in beautiful sights.
I was in the the East Village recently doing just that. And my nice Sunday stroll livened up even more, when I came across this cute little shop- the
Macaron Parlour. The sign lured me inside. And before long, I was bewitched by their delicious treats...
I ended up getting the red velvet macaron! Smores is definitely on my list for next time :)

By the way, thank you all so much for the wonderful support on Monday's post. I will be back later in the week to thank everyone individually.
I can get a little self-conscious about my curviness. Of course, I was raised on the idea that thinner is better, and growing up, I always thought I stuck out as being too "normal" as everyone else was leading their perfect, thin lives. Yeah, "normal"... that's if I was being nice to myself that day.
Years and time have helped me get over this, but sometimes I slip. And sometimes, I think it's just the nature of taking and showing style photos- looking at pictures of yourself
all the time. Sussing out every "flaw". Trying to narrow down the best shots (with the least flaws) to put online and show the entire world. You're always comparing yourself to how you looked in the past, as well as other women that you admire. And you tend to get a little critical. Well, i do.
But the fact is, this is the way that I look. This is my body. It's always been my body, no matter what I've tried to do to change it. It's just the way I am and the way I was built.
I want to respect this lovely body, which has done so many amazing things for me besides just being attractive, or being used as a receptacle for my own fears and insecurities. I can do this through acceptance.
I am beautiful. In lots of ways. Actually, you are too.
And I will have a red velvet macaron if I please :)