On comparison and remembering that my gifts were never supposed to look like anyone else's I was watching The Florence Given Show this morning, and there was a moment that stopped me in my tracks. Florence shared that she'd looked at her chart and discovered that she's literally designed to influence. She spoke about how her taste and eye for design are what naturally draw people into her orbit. And if I'm being honest, my immediate reaction surprised me. For a moment, I fel

A message to myself and anyone else listening I found myself listening to a few motivational speakers on Tik Tok and Instagram and the one thing I realized is the ongoing pattern of being persuaded to be “delusional” enough to recreate our lives. I guess this made me question why we’re using the word delusional in the context of reinvention. Why would wanting more out of life ever look delusional? its like the whole world is upside down. I wonder if it might not be more appro

A Clown, a Conversation, and a Friendly Reminder A couple of nights ago, I found myself at a dinner party sitting next to a Chanel, a self professed clown. When Chanel told me this, I took it as a sign because these last couple of months, I’ve really been struggling with taking things seriously. When I was in college, I took a clown class two semesters in a row, and I thrived. I thrived because clown ultimately creates a supportive environment where the comedy comes out of yo

Being a creative woman with BIG DREAMS and MEGA VISION comes with its own hardships. There’s nothing more disheartening than coming up with incredible ideas and searching for collaboration, only to be met with delusional men who praise your talent and admire your ambition, just to belittle you when you express real desires to manifest those conversations. It’s a poisonous trait that can stall your momentum. But this post isn’t about them. It’s about recognizing toxic truths a

Why so serious? I ask myself. The pressure builds incrementally as time pushes toward each post date. Suddenly I’m plagued by the reckless banter of my own mind (really just me acting as my own worst enemy) making me feel like the simple act of execution just isn’t enough. Now I need to be the next Ree Drummond or Reni Eddo-Lodge, and anything less simply will not suffice. Or will it? In an age where people are posting and receiving praise for the most outrageously undercooke

Transition and Grief I lost Ruby two weeks ago. Ruby was my dog. But in reality, she was so much more than that. She was my best friend, my family, and truly, a gem. I felt it was important to write about her because, in the midst of this mighty life transition, losing Ruby has marked the end of an era for me. I adopted her when she was just a precious one-year-old puppy. I walked into a van being run by Best Friends Pet Adoption Center in the parking lot of Gelson’s, a groce

Creative Direction, Discomfort and Discovering Alignment In my second term at ArtCenter, I had a class called Concept 1 .The premise was simple: come up with five original ideas every single day. Each week, the number increased by five, so by the end we were generating twenty ideas a day. Honestly, the best homework I’ve ever had. The only rule was: don’t censor yourself, and whatever you came up with had to make sense conceptually. So one day, mostly as a joke, I wrote dow

Welcome to Pirate Royalty, my public diary that comes with an open invitation for us to connect and reflect together. Now, for context, earlier this year I moved to London after spending most of my adult life in Los Angeles. You might be wondering, why would she do that? And the truth is, I was feeling stagnant and unfulfilled, so true to my nature, I left and moved to London, a city I’ve dreamt of moving to since 2018 and finally acted on in 2025; simply because every time

Pirate Royalty exists for those who have stepped off the map; who have wagered security for self-expression and risked belonging for authenticity, all in pursuit of a life rooted in creative integrity. This platform moves beneath aesthetic craftsmanship, turning its focus toward the maker – the artist compelled to give form to the inner world, excavated through instinct rather than logic. At its core, Pirate Royalty is an evolving creative archive for those who remain curious