#LifeGoals

This top and pants…well, they scream of Santorini vibes and make me want to jump up and dance in a loop like a good Greek girl. Opa! Don’t I sound all chipper and happy right now?

Well, it’s because I am!

So, I took Nikki‘s advice and I have zero plans for the next month. I’m creating space. No hosting events. No attending events. No meetings-that-should-be-an-email meetings. No media dinners. Nada. Zilch. A big, fat nothing. And you know what? I FEEL GREAT ABOUT IT.

Plans, you ask? Here goes in no particular order:

1. Read smut. You see, I’ve read some seriously amazing novels lately (seek out The Invisible Bridge, The Nightingale & The Kitchen House) and all were beyond, but all were simultaneously depressing as fuck. So I need some good ol’ mindless summer reading in my life. Something sexy. Something that makes me laugh out loud like an episode of Broad City.
2. Journal more. Dudes, I picked up my journal last night and my last entry is dated Feb. 22, 2013. Twenty-thirteen! WTF, Maria? That’s downright criminal. No wonder I’m on the brink of psychotic meltdown every 23 days…I need to write that shit down to be all Zen and stuff. Duh, you dummy.
3. Take up a new hobby. Because adult coloring books and latch hook are too vanilla. And basic bitch.
4. Learn how to meditate. This is the Big Kahuna of them all. I need some natural Xanax in my life. I cave presence. Several friends tell me I should take up Kundalini Yoga so I’m giving it a stab this week. Now, wouldn’t you love to be a fly on that wall for that train wreck? 

Do you have any goals? Dish! 

{Mara Hoffman top & pants, Tory Burch sandals, Earrings c/o The Nomadic Collector, Céline sunnies, Pitusa handbag, Lorraine Schwartz evil eye bracelet}

Photos by Karla Garcia