I turn 30 today. And in honor of all of the love Philadelphia has brought me during my adult years, I wanted to share a few things I love about Philly, too. I kept this list in the same order as I jotted them down, and I am not kidding, I did a quick count once as I was about midway through, and then landed exactly on 30 before I numbered them. Here’s hoping that is a sign that my 30th year will line up just as perfectly. 🙂
Long time, no chat, my friends! I’ve been having a tough time getting my thoughts down into the blog lately, but tonight I had a surge of #feelings, so I knew it was time to check back in. I wanted to share all the things that have me feeling happy and fortunate and overall just plain good lately. And trust me, there are a LOT of updates, so you’re gonna want to keep reading. 😉 Enjoy! xx
December is a big month for this blog. Every December, I celebrate a Her Philly birthday, but this year, it’s a big one: Five. Years. Five years of sharing my love for this city, and getting so much of it back from all of you, who love it just as much. Five years of adventures and experiences and friendships formed and dates documented. In all the ways I can’t believe it’s been five years, at the same time, it feels like it’s always been a part of me.
A long time ago (last May), in a land not so far away (actually, it was here), I turned 27. I’m big on birthdays, so I knew I wanted to head into my late 20s with a treat. As you all very well know, pizza rules everything around me. So, for this special day, I took on the quite ambitious task of planning my own damn pizza crawl. To sum things up: yes, it was wonderful and satisfying and delicious and so gram-worthy. However, having lived through all the crawling and all the bites, there were some things I would have done differently. From one pizza loving lady to many others, I’m here to share what I learned.
So I’m a little late, but I couldn’t let the month go by without mention. So here she is, the 4th DOB (month) of my little Her Philly beeb.
Much like most of the world, 2016 was not a 12 month period I’d put on the “best years of my life” list. But I am growing as a human, and with that, watching my interests and habits change (which I suppose is normal as a woman gets closer and closer to 30 than she is to 20), and I’m, so far, okay with that.
Happy February, friends! Remember back in December when I asked you to share your thoughts on Her Philly and so many of you did?! You guys are the best. I asked you for similar feedback in 2014, but when the survey was done, only I was able to see your answers. So this year, inspired by Sarah of Style It and pretty much every blogger who linked to this Wardrobe Oxygen post, I decided to share this year’s survey results with all of you lovely ladies (and a few fine gentlemen!).
It’s December, and here we are: over 1,095 days of writing and tweeting and exploring this city along with my little buddy, Her Philly (!!!). Three whole years feels kind of incredible, and I am just as grateful for those of you who are new to the fam as I am for my followers who’ve been with me since the very beginning (hi, Mom & Dad). It’s because of you that I love late nights and early mornings compiling mini-guides to this pretty little city of ours. So, as per usual, I have updates.
I’ve always been a super planned out person. Planners are very important to me, and I do really well when I know what my week looks like before it even begins. Sure, sometimes this inclination does make me feel slightly like a crazy person, but hey, I work with what I got.
In honor of the email I just sent to several of my closest Philly friends filled with “upcoming dates of fun,” I wanted to share some things I’m excited for in the coming months.
We are so lucky to live in such a great city filled with fabulous restaurants, talented chefs, and amazing food. But when it seems like you’ll never run out of places to eat, how can you prioritize where to stop first? Well (if the menu doesn’t get you first) when a restaurant starts to win awards (and lots of them), you might be on the right track.
There was once a time in my life (or many, many times) when I despised working out. Doing things I was not good at (ie: running) or that became boring (basically running again) made exercising way less than enjoyable to me. After many weeks of not feeling as fabulous/healthy as I thought I could, I needed to find something new . . . something that was fun, held me accountable, and was actually attainable with my busy schedule.