the listening den.

Miami can be really fucking cool sometimes & most of those times its thanks to Prism Creative Group. I finally made it out to The Listening Den on Thursday night & it did not disappoint. The artists were incredible, the venue was like nothing I’d ever seen, and the crowd was surprisingly vibey. Read More

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back in brooklyn.

A little-known fact about me. I used to be obsessed with NYC. I’m talking, uhb-ssessed. I would visit twice a year. I toured colleges & even went apartment hunting. I was convinced I didn’t need a driver’s license FOR YEARS because I was just going to move to NYC and nobody drives there anyway. Read More

exploring the everglades.

It’s not every day I make it down south to the Everglades National Park. In fact, I probably haven’t been since a school fieldtrip circa 1996. As we grow older, we get so caught up in our regularly scheduled day to days that we forget about everything there is to do out there, including the 1.5 million-acre natural preserve in our own backyard.  Read More

never grow up.

Hi, My name is Suzie & I suffer from FOMO.

This week in Miami is what I’ve always considered “my second favorite week of the year”. Obvi, nothing beats Art Basel in this city, but Miami Music Week / Winter Music Conference / Ultra Weekend or whatever you want to call it was/will always be my second favorite time of the year. Read More

skywave yoga.

You know those days when you just feel off? We all have ’em. Sunday was one of those days for me. Luckily, Monday was the first Skywave Yoga of 2018 & the timing could not have been more perfect. Life always has a funny way of setting things up.

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that one time at coachella.

The lineup for Coachella 2018 was just released last week, and I thought what better moment than to stroll down digital memory lane and recap my 2016 Coachella experience for you all? There is no better time than the present, so here ya go.. Read More

key largo lovin’.

I’ve been lucky enough to call Key Largo my second home for 30 years. It’s where I learned to ride a bike, it’s where I spent countless weekends and summers soaking up the sun like a lizard on my grandparent’s dock, and where I swam for hours on end in the canal where their house without any worries about what was beneath me. Read More