Monday, February 27, 2017

my new orleans

I like to think of my blog as a picture book; lots of imagery and minimal writing. For me personally,  I've always been way more into looking at the photos on blogs than reading the actual post, so when I revamped my blog a year ago I decided to make it center around the pictures and keep the writing short and sweet. But every once in awhile I get the itch to write about something heartfelt and so today I bring you something very personal and dear to my heart. This is my New Orleans, and this is why I moved back to her. 

Ever since I was a little girl I have loved being from New Orleans. It might be the fact that my grandmother was always so passionate about appreciating where we come from, or the fact that I did my first real play right in the heart of the city and my love for theatre completely overwhelmed me and changed my life that summer. Either way it's something that is kind of diffcult to explain. I think if you ask anyone from here, you'll get the same response... It's a feeling. Honestly, I think it encompasses all of the senses. It's the beautiful architecture, the bright colors of Mardi Gras, THE FOOD, the really terrible smell you grow to love, the music on every corner, the sense of pride every time a person tells you how they had the best time of their life when they visited. It is truly a feeling deep down in the pit of your stomach that only grows with time. 

You know how they say you appreciate your Mom as you get older, well I kind of feel like the saying goes for your hometown as well. Although I always had this deep love and appreciation, I don't think I truly learned to love my city like I do now. I don't think you realize until an older age just how much she shaped you and molded you. She was always there for me. When I was sad she offered me a day of fun with my best guy friends. When I was happy she offered me culture. And when I moved away I missed her so much. Maybe not at first, but as the years went by I began to realize just how much I needed her in my life. 

That's when the itch started a couple years ago. Being a performer I always knew I would end up in New York or LA, so come graduation off to Los Angeles I went. I gave it a good 8 years, but around year 6 I felt such a longing for home. I also went through some major life changes, including drifting away from my acting career. I finally felt at peace with walking away from what I thought would be my destiny. At that point I knew I was no longer tied to the city I had called home for all of my adult life. I knew I was free to wander, and I knew exactly where I needed to wander to. 

I am so ready to embrace all that the city has to offer me. My twenties were a time of learning and discovery, and my thirties so far have been a place of peace and wisdom. I can only imagine where things will go from here, but I know that she's been waiting a long time for my return and our journey is just beginning.     



  1. Love this post! NO is such an amazing place (or so I hear, I am dying to go!). It is inspiring to hear from someone who decided to switch careers too! I am kinda in that boat myself right now!
    xx Annie