February 3, 2018


I should start by explaining, or at the very least acknowledging, why the hell I haven’t written a damn thing since March (of 2016, yikes!). And now that I’ve acknowledged it, we can save that for another day (year?).

Regardless, I’ve felt compelled to write in some capacity again, and I figure there’s no time like the present (Carrie Bradshaw, anyone?). But instead of trying to be a blogger or a photographer or a designer, I’m going to be a writer. Because there’s too much pressure in making the perfect post. 

The older I get I realize how much more I forget. Like, what did I have for lunch yesterday? Your guess is as good as mine. And while I won’t capture that level of minute (lame) detail, I wouldn’t mind recording the highlights of each month. How else does one remember anything they’ve done in the course of a week, a month, a year?

So my new goal for myself is to write a recap of each month this year. We’ll see how this goes.

And for those of you on the edge of their seat – I am 87% sure I had avocado toast for lunch yesterday.

January 2018

New year, same me. Rang in the new year by falling asleep shortly after midnight while out celebrating. Whoops. When did I get so old?

And while we’re on the topic of sleep. HOLY. GUACAMOLE. I have been sleeping. The stars have aligned and I have rediscovered the art of sleeping. Which, if you know me, has been my biggest health/wellness challenge for most of my adult life. Yet here I am, unable to keep my eyes open long enough at night to finish even a few pages of whatever book I’m reading. It’s magical. Right now I’m crediting waking up earlier, going to bed earlier, and exercising more. 

Restaurant Week
One of the best weeks of the year in KC. Because, food. And my parents were in town for the long weekend, meaning we got to partake A LOT. While we didn’t get in to all the places I had in mind, we still managed to revisit a few favorites AND try a few new spots. In the course of a week, here’s where I managed to hit: Westport Cafe, Pressed Penny Tavern, Taveronna, and RM 39. It’s important to note we also dined at Port Fonda and Genessee Royale Bistro, and drank at Tiki Cat (a must if you’re ever in KC) and PS.

This was Tommy's first full month back in KC so there were several date nights including Lulu's, Boru, a day at the spa, and the comedy club. Plus we had a few oddly good weather days where we played tennis, ran (together!), and walked to HiHat. The Chiefs playoff game was NOT a good weather day (nor a good game). Sunday bingo at Boulevard is officially a thing. My Little and I made our own doughnuts, celebrated the Chinese New Year at the Nelson, and played a lot of Uno.

I made a mental resolution to myself to read more this year. I was aiming to read at least one book a month. I managed to read four books in January. TBH, I was hoping to spend LESS time mindlessly scrolling through IG but I don’t think that happened. Tommy will attest to that. Regardless, here’s what I finished: Modern Lovers (will make you contemplate the lives of those closest to you); When Breath Becomes Air (a quick must-read, have tissues nearby); The Couple Next Door (twisted and kept my attention but seemed rushed at the end); The Woman in Cabin 10 (every time I thought I had it figured out I was proven wrong). Now on to Ill Will.

Products + Things
Essie TLC Polish - I’ve never had more people compliment my nails, nor have I ever maintained a decent manicure for more than 10 minutes after polishing. New favorite formula.

Love and Lemons Cookbook - Picked up this cookbook on a whim at the library and am likely racking up some major late fees. But I don’t care because this book and the author are magical. The veggie love runs deep.

Burts Bees Oil Cleanser - This oil cleanser is the bee's knees (get it?). I look forward to washing my face at night because of this stuff. It’s like a mini massage/facial that is so much more appealing than any cleansers and scrubs of the past. Worth every penny.

Cameron’s Vanilla Hazelnut K Cups - I was getting so bored with the same old French roast I was drinking everyday. A lighter roast, but not too sweet.

March 6, 2016

Hermann, MO

Last weekend I took the Amtrak to Hermann, MO – a cute German town about 180 miles east of Kansas City. Not only was the town adorable, but the weather was beautiful, which made exploring the town and tasting wine/beer that much more enjoyable. Wine always tastes better in the sun.

We actually only made it to two of the wineries in town, but we still had a ton of fun and made a lot of memories. I'm so lucky to have made such great friends, and we're already planning our next getaway. Damn, Daniel!

February 13, 2016

Weekend Notes

I think Mark Twain and I would have been good friends in another life. Here are a few things worth sharing. Happy weekend!

+ I started watching Chef’s Table on Netflix, and I’m obsessed. I practically sobbed my way through the first episode questioning my entire existence (and why I'm not a chef/working with food).

+ Related, Michael Pollan’s new Netflix series starts February 19. So my next binge is already scheduled.

+ And to top off the food-related content, I just need to acknowledge Amy’s coconut milk ice cream. I didn’t know it was possible to enjoy ice cream more than I did, but the vanilla version is seriously bomb.

+ Real talk on underachieving. Appreciate the honesty.

+ More realness on anxiety.

February 5, 2016


White House, Jamaica | Katie Heine

You know when you need a vacation from your vacation? That’s about how well my week has been going. I mean, that view? Come on.

Last night, we had a girls night at a cool new bar none of us had ever been to. It was much needed, and now I’m looking forward to a cozy weekend in (with a little fun along the way). We’re going to check out the West Bottoms warehouses on Sunday, and I can’t wait to visit Bella Patina.

Hope y’all had a fabulous week, and have some fun things planned for the weekend. Here’s a roundup of some of my favorite things.

+ I really needed this.

+ On a Target run over lunch I picked up this hat, and now I never want to take it off.

+ Having major bedroom envy and want to overhaul my decor. Loving this bedding, these sheets, this lamp, and basically everything from UO Home. But why so expensive? (I'm attempting to hold off on any purchases until there's at least a sale...)

+ I’m hoping to finish Aziz Ansari’s Modern Romance this weekend. Next up, Luckiest Girl Alive and Essentialism.

+ My roomie has the most perfect long gold necklace, which I always ask to wear, and I’m now convinced I need the same one.

+ If you’re in need of a seriously delicious treat, you must try these. All of my favorite things in one bite, none of the guilt.

January 7, 2016

On Comparison

Let's just be who we are | Katie Heine

Yesterday I stepped on the scale for the first time in several weeks. After dropping my gym membership and over-indulging the past two months (rightfully so, I may add), I figured it was time to check in.

I don’t own a scale, but occasionally hop on them time to time in random peoples’ houses or at the gym. Personally, I find checking in with myself more beneficial than any number on the scale. How am I feeling? Do my clothes feel more snug than usual? Am I struggling up a few flights of stairs? These are more compelling to me.

But because I’m a vain, curious human, I stepped on the scale. Surprisingly, it hadn’t budged much.

Just as I was taking in the numbers, a woman stepped on another scale beside me, and any sort of self-confidence I felt a moment ago was quickly replaced by the anxiety of having to step off the scale immediately so this much thinner, more fit woman (in my mind) would not see my very personal numbers (which would make me look like a whale compared to hers).

I’m not sure if she saw my weight, but I definitely saw hers. It was the same as mine. Down to the decimal.

I wish I could articulate how I felt at that moment. The moment of realization that how I see myself may be skewed. That maybe I don’t give myself enough credit.

This is the problem with comparing yourself to others. You will always lose. In any situation. Comparison is the thief of so much joy, and I wish there was a way to eliminate it from our existence. Imagine how much more interesting our world would be if we weren’t always trying to be someone or something we’re not. Imagine all that wonderful weirdness.

I’m sharing this because I thought I had a pretty good handle on positive thinking, but yesterday’s experience proved just how easy it is to slip into a negative state of mind. Plus, my perception was not in line with the reality. Kind of like Instagram–no one's life is as perfect as their (curated, styled, and edited) images make it seem.

I should care about being the best version of myself, and comparing myself to others sure as hell won't get me there.

Let’s just be who we are.

BRB, scrolling through Instagram and being extremely envious of everyone else’s life. #StoryOfMyLife #CantEscapeIt

January 4, 2016


More of all of these things in 2016. That's what I resolve to do this year (and every year, really). Cheers!

December 29, 2015


Year in Review | 2015

With only a few days left in the year, I thought I’d hop on the bandwagon and reflect on the past year. There were highs and lows, laughs and tears, moments of greatness and many sleepless nights. I could literally be talking about any year, as this is what my life consists of annually (and sometimes weekly). Regardless, here are a few things to recall from 2015.

+ I’M PROUD OF: the way I’ve leaned into Kansas City. Into new friends, and to saying yes.

+ I'VE LET GO OF: some of the fear of calling people out. Being blunt and honest doesn’t always have to result in hurt feelings. It may sting initially, but it’s typically worthwhile when done with good intention.

+ I STILL NEED TO WORK ON: being more intentional in life. Maybe not spending money on shoes I don’t need. Maybe saving more for the experiences I complain about not being able to experience because I spend too much money (on shoes). Also having less anxiety about things that haven’t happened (and likely won’t).

+ I FELT SUPER ACCOMPLISHED WHEN: I stood up in front of the creative department and pitched a (personal) concept all by my lonesome. It was a new level of vulnerability for me.

+ A BAD HABIT I PICKED UP WAS: binge watching Netflix before bed.

+ A GOAL I HAVE FOR 2016 is: to explore Colorado. And to write more.

+ I'M SUPER EXCITED ABOUT: having my parents within driving distance again. The potential for travel. The birth of my baby (just kidding, just seeing if you’re still with me).

+ I'M GOING TO MAKE TIME FOR: creating, sweating, and exploring. And being a more adventurous chef.

+ NEXT YEAR I WILL: be thankful, grateful, and kind. And maybe brush up on my math–counting with my fingers is generating some disheartening looks.

It's been real, 2015. Thanks for the memories.