When I saw Bella Grace Magazine on the shelf at Barnes two years ago, I was smitten, at first glance.
Then at first touch, it felt as though my hands landed on a texture they had been in search of for decades.
The cover is smooth and lustrous and perfect. The inside is a soul-surge.
For two years,…
I struck up a conversation with a teenager, which in under ten minutes, uncovered one of my social blind-spot. One we all succumb to when we assume.
Our conversation started lightly:
How is your summer so far? I asked.
Ok. How is yours? he responded.
Since I have been in the habit of not depending on the rehearsed and usual…