If Rapunzel survived, so can I.

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The other day, I was walking through campus back towards my apartment. I had just taken a class at the gym over lunch and was dressed in my yoga pants, bright pink top, messy high ponytail bopping on the side of my head, and fuzzy walking boots. The next block of classes on campus were minutes from ...

Owning it.

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When your birthday falls in the month of January, your thoughts about the coming year typically kick in on the day you blow out your candles, rather than the day the ball drops in NYC. For me, that may be because my mind can’t be bothered with personal reflections when I have personal party planning ...

The Secret to Growing Up

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As a kid, I loved having options. Most mornings I would wake up, stand in front of my closet, and throw on whatever outfit spoke to me. I'd head downstairs and my mom would ask "what would you like for breakfast this morning Heath Beath?" Squirming my way up onto a stool, I'd pleasantly muse over a few of my favorites: ...

Boston Eats

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Last week, my life long bestie left the warmth of Savannah and flew up for a visit. Julie and I had two main objectives: talk a lot; eat a lot. Those were also pretty much our favorite things to do when we were 6. Some things never change. Boston has a lot to offer, even for a "small city", ...

Observations of small-space, HBS living

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We're about two weeks into Harvard Business School life, and about one week into life at Harvard Business school. Big Fisch and I moved into an apartment on campus for the convenient location to his classes and the glamour of feeling like college students again. That last part was sarcastic, in case you missed it, but I ...