When a foreigner thinks of New York, one's thoughts are ultimately drawn to the idea of jungles of skyscrapers proudly eager to be as mighty as the sun, the infamous noise and raucous crowds that just send you berserk, the poignant smell of the subway stations creeping on your nostrils, the aftermath of reckless, intoxicated people entertaining you on the subway, the blinding...











In the last month, I never would have thought that I would be making a blog, let alone a self-care routine. But here I am now. I've been experiencing some life-altering situations, and I guess they're going pretty well, or at least, I'd like to think so. I am now less messy (I couldn't entirely say more organized, because I have to face...