exploring life and love with pictures and words
There is a lot happening over here at Bare Naked in Public. If you are a long-time follower, you know I’ve spent the last six years writing a memoir, also called Bare Naked in Public. Like my blog, I tell it like it is, vulnerable and real. My memoir will be published this July, preorder information... Continue Reading →
Hello Friends, I was recently interviewed by my friends Sarah and Mia of The Kindred Voice for their podcast The Kindred Convos. I’ve received a lot of positive feedback so I thought I would share the interview here on my blog. If you’re looking for a little inspiration, this podcast may be for you. :-)... Continue Reading →
A friend sent me a message asking if I would participate in the latest social media challenge. All I had to do was post a black and white photograph of myself, tag her and nominate another woman to do the same. The purpose? To support, empower and celebrate women. Easy enough. I could have chosen... Continue Reading →
Happy New Year Friends! It’s been a little more than five years since I created my blog. Using personal stories and photographs I opened a small window into my life and shared it with you, my faithful followers. You responded to my posts with hearts and smily faces and our friendship grew. My blog posts... Continue Reading →
“Home . . . I’m on my way “ It took a split second to recall why I had written those words . . . it was a year ago. I had just wrapped up a year in Italy and was sitting on an airplane in Malpensa headed back to the states. I posted... Continue Reading →
Scrittrice. . . The Italian word for a female writer, and extremely difficult to pronounce. Sometimes when I power walk along the canal I say it out loud, repeating the tongue twister slowly, trying to get the sounds exactly right. “Sono scrit-trice, Sono scrit-trice” I am a writer, I am a writer. Sylvia, the woman... Continue Reading →
Sipping my coffee, I assess the postcards that lay before me on the small counter top. I am purposeful about choosing the right card for the right person, imagining which photograph in the bunch might be their favorite. Luca always gets the unusually shaped ones or those with Italian words written across them. His momma... Continue Reading →
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