You have burning questions. I see them in your eyes . . . through the computer screen. (That’s kind of creepy isn’t it?) It’s a testament to my sixth sense. I’m legit. No 900 numbers, either. Ain’t no Miss Cleo up in here. My rate is: FREE. This is a new series. World...
Modern yoga. Your average studio, USA. Hotbed of personalities, overflowing psychological baggage, and good old fashioned red-bloodedness. MICROCOSM! Somewhere out there, a rousing howl pierces the spiritual silence. A yogi pounds his chest. A yogini tosses her mane. 6 Ways Yoga is Like Dating: All Dressed Up — Ass check...
The first part of the list is old-skool. And hilarious. The Rastafarianism one makes me laugh every time. It was high time yoga got the treatment, so I created the mastahpiece you see above. You’ve read my yoga slogans, I’d love to hear yours! Lay that shizz on me. yoga slogans...
At the age of 14, I was slightly boy-entranced. My Grammie used to joke that I’d get whiplash if I wasn’t more careful. Particularly luminous lads would often catch my eye (and crane my neck) as we were driving around. My head seemed to act of its own accord. Apparently...
Let’s conduct ourselves accordingly. Today and every day. artwork and quote: © Y is for Yogini...