My Story

I'm from a very traditional family. My mom and dad had my sister and I, and we all lived happily ever after with our 2 dogs in our perfect little suburban home...well that's how most people see it.  People would call us the "perfect family", but we are far from it. My sister and I fought like cats and dogs. We all fought like crazy sometimes, but all that matters is that we all love each other like crazy.  All families fight, some more than others, but we all loved and always will love each other.

As I was growing up I had the silliest nickname that I always either hated or never understood- "Rosey Posey". My middle name is Rose, so I guess that's where the nickname came from. I never understood why my parents couldn't just call me Alyssa. Eventually the name naturally shortened to Posey, and then as I got older the name kind of disappeared into oblivion. Now I actually kind of miss the name, not because of the actual name, but because of what it symbolizes. It symbolizes all of the love my parents had for me, and it makes me realize how lucky I am to have such loving and supportive parents in my life. I know they will always be there to support me in every decision I make, and I couldn't be more grateful for them.

I can't wait to share all of my family recipes, beauty finds, and DIY projects I discover along the way in my crazy world full of chaos and love.