“I think when people look at me, the glasses imply I am smart, the messy hair that I am carefree and my clothing shows my inner geek. Still, when people look at me they don’t see the hardship and struggle that life has thrown my way nor the endless effort to improve and reach new heights each day. My earliest memories [were] a blur of new schools, new houses, new places to live- never holding still long enough to plant roots and create a home. When I first moved to Colorado I decided I was done moving and I knew that if I didn’t plant myself I might forever be at the mercy of... Read More

I’ve been a four eyes since the 2nd grade. Evidently binge reading plus optically challenged genetics equals functional blindness. It’s a formula that holds true to this day. My first pair of glasses had comically large pink plastic frames, because why wouldn’t they. It was like I was trying to earn another merit badge in dorkdom. High waters? Check. Preference for books over human interaction? Check. Thick corrective lenses that if swiped off my face rendered me helpless? Aww yeah. Because of this, I only wear makeup and glasses simultaneously if I’ve already done my makeup... Read More