My name is Rachel. And all of this? This is my life’s work. That sounds like a hefty claim for a 30-something, but it’s true.
This business has followed me all around the world, before she even existed. (She’s a she.) From Pennsylvania to African cities and countrysides and then to Denver, Colorado. Then off to Myanmar, Belize, Kenya, and back to Philadelphia where me and my family now call home.
The biz is family too. I grew her from inside my soul, just like I grew my actual living daughter. She shows me what I’m made of every day and also what I shouldn’t try to be made of. She is demanding and exhausting, beautiful and perfectly imperfect. She is me.
I really do believe in indulgence, like everything listed on the right. I’ve been described as 100% healthy or 150% train wreck. Well, I describe myself that way. I'm either eating kale for breakfast and going to bed by 9:30 every night or having wine for dinner and watching Netflix for several hours a day. No one can accuse me of being a woman of moderation.
These seem like opposing entities, but I work really hard to find a rhythm in my life that allows indulgence and discipline to coexist. (Fact: I’ve never once spelled rhythm correctly on the first try.) I am a “walking guilty pleasure” and I don’t hate it. I tend to unabashedly love things that everyone else feels ashamed to like. Leggings as pants? Every single day. Reality TV? Big fan. McDonald’s? McFlurry’s. Duh. Self help books? Read ‘em all. Boy bands? #Nsync4lyfe.
This attitude, this acceptance of who I am—weaknesses and all, makes my life and work a whole lot more fun. I hope to bring this coexistence to every project I work on, helping my clients find the beauty in their indulgence, discipline, and life rhythm.
Photos of me by the wonderful Ali V.