Pity Party

This week, I’ve engaged in what is often referred to as a pity party. 
My life is terrible! Not only do I have plenty of food to eat and water to drink, but I also have great health,  great family and friends (who I miss but am able to contact daily), a clear idea of what I want to do professionally, (modest) disposable income, and I’ve just stared a new life in Europe with a dude worth moving to Europe for. Feel bad for me!

In an attempt to improve my spirit, I did what most psychiatrists would probably not recommend, and I went shopping and bought myself some new nail polish and lipstick. Pity party over.

Robin Reetz

I’m an expat currently living between London and North Carolina. I'm the Home & Living Editor at Clementine Daily, handle partnerships and more at DesignGood, and create content for folks like Teen Vogue. Also, I love independent designers. Find out more about me here: http://secondfloorflat.com/about-me/