To most people, a hoodie is just a sweatshirt with an attached head covering and is used to stay warm when temperatures begin to get a little chilly. To me, on the other hand, it means just a little bit more.
I realized in preschool that I was different. “Mommy, why do most kids look like their moms, but I don’t look like you?” I asked. I don’t remember what she said, but I do remember comparing myself to her. Her sapphire blue eyes and thick blonde hair that contrasted my brown eyes and mousy, dark hair. Her…
My family has a history of subpar eyesight. My mother, father, grandmother, great-grandmother and a number of my…
During my sophomore year of high school in Punta Gorda, Florida, I got my first job. It was at a locally owned, fine dining restaurant, and the town hub for public officials and business owners. I showed up to the interview in the sweatpants I wore to school that day. This…
“Ingrid, why?” If I hear this phrase at least twice a day, congratulations. You’re a resident in the Figares household.
Now, the “Ingrid, why, ” can erupt for just about anything. Peanut butter lid missing? “Ingrid, why, ?” There was a sale at the dollar store so there’s 15…
When I was in high school, I felt pressure to plan my future. Everyone around me seemed to know what they…
People ask me why I cut my hair. As if it’s their business.
Allow me to explain why I cut off my tresses to fashionably display this short, edgy style. Follow closely because you might get tangled into my curly mess of explanation, but be ready to comb…
