Helsinki: where men under 40 look like architects and women over 40 look like they own an art gallery on the upper east side. It’s a land of natural blondes with asymmetric cuts and sparkling blue eyes rimmed in the coolest frames. Ain’t no Warby Parker up in here, y’all. I’m talking Smörboll and Ödmjuk […]Read more "Hella Helsinki "
Rishikesh is known as the world’s capital of yoga. It’s a holy city, so there is no meat or alcohol served in restaurants or markets. Monkeys and cows freely roam the streets. Right now it is 9am and 95 degrees. I am sweating my way through the fourth and final week of yoga teacher training […]Read more "Rishikesh"
Greetings from India! Here are the first few shots from Rishikesh. I’ll be posting a more detailed look into what I’ve been up to soon!Read more "5.6.16 – 5.22.16"
More photos from beautiful Kathmandu and Pokhara!Read more "4.17.16 – 5.6.16"
You can’t really get any farther away from Los Angeles than Nepal. For starters, LA’s omnipresent Teslas and Priuses are replaced with rickshaws and motorbikes, electricity operates on a shared circuit (so you may or may not have power at any given time) and your $4 latte is now a $0.30 masala milk tea. Nepalis […]Read more "NEPAL Y’ALL"
Oh beautiful Sri Lanka! If you’re looking for an adventure off the beaten track, get thee to this incredible island. There are very few tourists outside of the main historical sites, so Anne and I were frequently the only foreigners in local restaurants and shopping areas. What to do in Sri Lanka? Well, I do […]Read more "SRI LANKA"
Koh Phangan > Koh Samui > PattayaRead more "4.3.16 – 4.10.16"
After the week of silent meditation showering with frog poo and bathing in my own sweat, I threw up my mudra hands and said “treat yo self!” – so I popped a few Dramamines and hopped on a ferry from Koh Samui to Koh Phangan. When we docked, the waves were too choppy for the […]Read more "Free the Nipple"
Holy hell, y’all. I’ve just gotten through the most difficult and most rewarding week of my life. I know – big statement, but you come to me drunk off the stupor of a week-long silent meditation retreat in the mutha-fuckin JUNGLE and then we’ll talk hyperbole. Here’s where I’ve been the past seven days: Dipabhavan […]Read more "Shut the f*ck up"
Late last night I arrived at the Vikasa Yoga Resort in Koh Samui and was promptly greeted with a fresh young coconut speared with a Tropicana straw. To a weary traveler, it tasted just as magical as I’d imagine unicorn tears to be. The hotel grounds are situated on a massive hillside, so the porter […]Read more "Honeymooning in Koh Samui"