Unknown Girl of Nashville
I spent a long time running fast under California skies, chasing the next thing.
Success. Fashion. Beauty. My dream.
God, my dream.
You know what? I really thought I was doing everything right. I thought if I worked hard enough, moved fast enough, said yes to the right things, and kept pushing myself, I would eventually get to that dream I wanted so badly.
So I said yes to a lot of things because they looked good from the outside. I worked hard. I smiled big. I kept going.
My dream kept getting closer and closer, but somehow still felt so far away.
And honestly, I probably would have stayed on that path if I hadn’t started realizing that something was still missing.
For so long, I had this idea that if I pushed myself to my breaking point, that was what success was supposed to feel like. Exhaustion meant I was doing enough. Being busy meant I was moving forward. The next opportunity, the next paycheck, the next thing to chase.
But I was wrong.
When my mental state started to diminish and my dreams started shrinking into the next paycheck, I knew something had to change.
So I left.
I traded the pace of LA for a slower life in Nashville.
I wanted room to breathe. Room to build a home. Room to create a life that actually felt like a life I wanted to live. A future for myself and my family that felt possible. Dreams that weren’t just things I was constantly chasing, but things I could actually build.
And I’m still learning what that looks like.
I’m learning to live with a little less noise. To stop chasing everything. To listen to myself a little more. To slow down enough to notice what actually feels right instead of constantly rushing toward whatever is next.
I’m figuring out what it means to build a life that feels grounded, honest, and real.
And to be honest, I don’t have it all figured out. I think that’s kind of the point.
So, this page is for the in-between.
The messy parts. The figuring-it-out parts. The days that don’t look perfect.
It’s a place for the things I’m learning about healing, creating, growing, and finding beauty in the everyday parts of life.
Because maybe success isn’t always about getting to the place you thought you were supposed to be.
Maybe sometimes it’s realizing you’re allowed to want something different and being proud of where you're at.
So, I’m here. Still figuring it out. Still dreaming.
And if you’re figuring some of that out too, welcome.
