This past weekend I attended Wanderlust O'ahu (yoga festival) for 3 days. 3 days of non-stop yoga! It was just me, my yoga mat and I on an adventure to find my true north.
I did yoga for 30 days and all I learned was how to breathe.
R.I.P. sixteen year old self I thought was fat. I am trying to unlearn the word FAT and stop using it to bring myself down for eating delicious, often sweet, filling and processed foods. I happen to be insecure about my body. I struggle to find others that look like mine and labeling myself curvy … Continue reading Chichos: the spanish term for love handles