There’s something about indepently-owned coffee shops that I love. The feeling of unexpected community mixed with the scent of hot coffee always draws me in.
Mom, if you’re reading this please just turn back now.
With my wedding coming up next year, I’ve cut WAY back on shopping. Meaning, I only go shopping about once a month instead of every other week as I did in the past. Since my budget is pretty strict, I’ve found workarounds that allow for me to indulge in yet another one of my guilty pleasures.
For years, I’ve turned down plenty of invitations to join friends at Bikram and hip-hop yoga classes because I felt once I made the jump to yoga, I’d become a pretentious L.A. hipster who prides themselves on drinking organic beer.
I’m going to let you in on a secret…