Life, Luck, and a Legit Women’s Watch

Call it kismet, karma or fate, but sometimes I feel oddly lucky. Take this morning for example. I was halfway to work before I realized I desperately needed gas and there wasn’t anything for 20 miles. Luckily I made it to a station, but then immediately realized I had left my wallet at home. Yes,…

Before Going Abroad for Months, Read This

A year ago around this time I was more than halfway through seven months abroad l and was losing it: a little bit of sanity, a couple of suitcase wheels, and any illusions I ever had that months of travel was easy. I was pretty broken on a plane at this point, but wanted to…

The Best Compliment

Last night, I was catching up with someone who I only vaguely remembered meeting at a party two years before, when suddenly he stopped, and said, “You’ve changed a lot since the last time I saw you.” I could see the recalculating interest on his face and for a moment, could see myself from his…

Hannah’s Links of the Week // March 8th

Inspiration can come from anywhere–a walk through the snow, a movie, a blog–so this week I’m sharing a few of my favorite inspirations from all over the webisphere! Enjoy! MOVE. It doesn’t take much to inspire me to travel, but MOVE does more than that. It makes me smile like crazy every time I watch it….

It’s February.

And it’s already been one heck of a year. Last fall I rushed Sigma Sigma Sigma and it completely changed my Northeastern experience. Looking back I can see now that our amazing dialogue in Rome was the start of something even bigger. On that trip, I bonded with three of my future sisters, which led…

A Butterfly and Me

When asked what kind of animal I’d be, I usually respond in one of three ways: a dog, an eagle or a butterfly. Now the dog and eagle explanations are simple. A dog because of how much simple things make me happy and my loyalty to those I love. An eagle because of my wanderlust…

May 26th, 2012

I can hardly believe my life is my life right now. As I type I’m sitting on a fast train to Florence going through the Italian countryside. Honestly, how can this be real? How is it even possible? Of course I know the simple answer. Senior year I applied to Northeastern, decided to go, and…