The Paris of the South

I'm lucky enough to have more than one best friend, and I'm even luckier to count my mom among them. I know it sounds cliché (especially on Mother's Day) but it's true. We do all the typical mother-daughter things: I call her when I'm angry and need to vent, and I call her just to …

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i heart new york

No other place has quite pulled at my heart like New York. My love for the sprawling, impossible city started with a key chain.  Dad had just returned from a business trip; it was lucky, really, because I was still at that age where I selfishly expected gifts from my parents when they traveled without us. When …