Got a secret… can you keep it… shhhh 🤫 #pll #prettylittleliars
I’m already on to the third joke 🤣🥺 Anyone else have a relationship like this?!👇👇👇 #relationshipgoals #funnyvideos #marriage
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
I was 15 years old. The pulse of music reverberated against the cold cement in which I sat. Swarms of newly pubescent boys, clumsily and madly kissed their new finds from an hour prior. The air smelled like hotdogs and beer. My insides burned. I desired to be wanted, to be lusted over. My head began to feverishly bob back and forth. My peppermint breath labored and my skin began to prickle like burnt grass. I waited. I waited. I waited. The clock mocked me as hours passed. And then it happened. I saw him. He had jet black hair that matched his eyes. His fingers were pencil thin. He walked within a cloud of cheap musk cologne towards me. My world began to decolor. I could feel my heatbeat within my groin. This was it.
“Hey” he moaned.
I stared blankly paralyzed in fear and lust.
“Hey”. He repeated with more gusto.
“Breathe” I mumbled to myself.
I lifted my innocent grey eyes to meet his.
“Hi” I said, “my name is Tammin”
“ Hey Tammin, I’m Steve. And I want to tell you something”
My heart stopped. I had daydreamed for years that this moment would come.
“ Yes?” I fumbled to say
“You need to go to Jenny Craig”
I was 17 years old and I sat on the floor of a antique bathroom in Italy. I had spent the last 40 minutes ramming my chapped and raw knuckles down my throat. I knew this routine well. I had become an expert at lying. Swirling within the bowl were six fluorescent braces bands dancing like tropical fish. My fingers stung as they dove in to the oily water. It didn’t matter though, for secrets kept me warm at night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw my eyes, they looked like they were bleeding. I weakly smiled at my reflection. I was 100 pounds, I thought, now people would love me.
(Continued in the comments and in the images above)
#internationalwomensday
@torreydevitto is spilling the secrets today!!! 👀🤫🖤 Don’t miss an all new #prettylittleliarstruecrime episode with stories of on-set hair/makeup fails, behind the scenes drama, and more.
Link in bio 😎 Out now
#prettylittleliars #pll
Jet lag got me like 🥱🥸 Anyone else like this?!😂 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻 #funnyvideos
Have you watched @prettylittleliarstruecrime?!
What a week in Australia launching my solo podcast @theshitshowwithtamminsursok !!! It’s the first time I’ve came sans kids and to be honest it was exactly what I needed. It’s the first trip I appreciated the time away to see my family and work and not feel GUILTY. I’m feeling less guilty about traveling because I know I’ll give them my undivided attention when I return and it’s good for them to see their mama working for something she loves!
1- I stayed at the wonderful @holidayinnpottspoint – the location was perfect for the first three days to decompress and be close to the city for work. Plus the coffee and breakfast every morning was a blessing!
2- Landed and went straight to @1043hitfm lunch with @erin_molan talking about how women juggle it all. I definitely don’t always get it right but I do believe you can have it all. Just not at the same time. My manager Megan Rose from @theconnectagencyau is one of my favorite people ever. We manifest and make it happen through inspired action!
3- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok just launched and we are in the top 20!! It’s a dream come true for me. I’ve been in the podcasting world for 7 years and have learned so much. So excited to branch out solo! Every Thursday anywhere you get your podcasts!
4- My dream hair team!! @frankie.hairstylist created this color and I got longer pieces put in by @josephmouradhair
They are the best people and I’m forever grateful they do my hair in Sydney- go see them!
5- Always bittersweet seeing the family. I miss them deeply! I have spent 7 weeks this year in OZ and spending time in both has worked out well for us! @imnowcalledasenior
6- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok has its own water with @drink.rippl love how this company lets you custom water for any occasion!
7- @meccamax is my favorite beauty store in Sydney.
8- Day 1-3 in Australia staying at @holidayinnpottspoint
9- OMG, why didn’t I really understand how great electric cars were?! I drove the IONIQ 5 by @hyundaiaus
It was so quiet and had so many great safety features. This is the way of the future and my new favorite car!
Love living in both places! Comment👇🏻
What a week in Australia launching my solo podcast @theshitshowwithtamminsursok !!! It’s the first time I’ve came sans kids and to be honest it was exactly what I needed. It’s the first trip I appreciated the time away to see my family and work and not feel GUILTY. I’m feeling less guilty about traveling because I know I’ll give them my undivided attention when I return and it’s good for them to see their mama working for something she loves!
1- I stayed at the wonderful @holidayinnpottspoint – the location was perfect for the first three days to decompress and be close to the city for work. Plus the coffee and breakfast every morning was a blessing!
2- Landed and went straight to @1043hitfm lunch with @erin_molan talking about how women juggle it all. I definitely don’t always get it right but I do believe you can have it all. Just not at the same time. My manager Megan Rose from @theconnectagencyau is one of my favorite people ever. We manifest and make it happen through inspired action!
3- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok just launched and we are in the top 20!! It’s a dream come true for me. I’ve been in the podcasting world for 7 years and have learned so much. So excited to branch out solo! Every Thursday anywhere you get your podcasts!
4- My dream hair team!! @frankie.hairstylist created this color and I got longer pieces put in by @josephmouradhair
They are the best people and I’m forever grateful they do my hair in Sydney- go see them!
5- Always bittersweet seeing the family. I miss them deeply! I have spent 7 weeks this year in OZ and spending time in both has worked out well for us! @imnowcalledasenior
6- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok has its own water with @drink.rippl love how this company lets you custom water for any occasion!
7- @meccamax is my favorite beauty store in Sydney.
8- Day 1-3 in Australia staying at @holidayinnpottspoint
9- OMG, why didn’t I really understand how great electric cars were?! I drove the IONIQ 5 by @hyundaiaus
It was so quiet and had so many great safety features. This is the way of the future and my new favorite car!
Love living in both places! Comment👇🏻
What a week in Australia launching my solo podcast @theshitshowwithtamminsursok !!! It’s the first time I’ve came sans kids and to be honest it was exactly what I needed. It’s the first trip I appreciated the time away to see my family and work and not feel GUILTY. I’m feeling less guilty about traveling because I know I’ll give them my undivided attention when I return and it’s good for them to see their mama working for something she loves!
1- I stayed at the wonderful @holidayinnpottspoint – the location was perfect for the first three days to decompress and be close to the city for work. Plus the coffee and breakfast every morning was a blessing!
2- Landed and went straight to @1043hitfm lunch with @erin_molan talking about how women juggle it all. I definitely don’t always get it right but I do believe you can have it all. Just not at the same time. My manager Megan Rose from @theconnectagencyau is one of my favorite people ever. We manifest and make it happen through inspired action!
3- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok just launched and we are in the top 20!! It’s a dream come true for me. I’ve been in the podcasting world for 7 years and have learned so much. So excited to branch out solo! Every Thursday anywhere you get your podcasts!
4- My dream hair team!! @frankie.hairstylist created this color and I got longer pieces put in by @josephmouradhair
They are the best people and I’m forever grateful they do my hair in Sydney- go see them!
5- Always bittersweet seeing the family. I miss them deeply! I have spent 7 weeks this year in OZ and spending time in both has worked out well for us! @imnowcalledasenior
6- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok has its own water with @drink.rippl love how this company lets you custom water for any occasion!
7- @meccamax is my favorite beauty store in Sydney.
8- Day 1-3 in Australia staying at @holidayinnpottspoint
9- OMG, why didn’t I really understand how great electric cars were?! I drove the IONIQ 5 by @hyundaiaus
It was so quiet and had so many great safety features. This is the way of the future and my new favorite car!
Love living in both places! Comment👇🏻
What a week in Australia launching my solo podcast @theshitshowwithtamminsursok !!! It’s the first time I’ve came sans kids and to be honest it was exactly what I needed. It’s the first trip I appreciated the time away to see my family and work and not feel GUILTY. I’m feeling less guilty about traveling because I know I’ll give them my undivided attention when I return and it’s good for them to see their mama working for something she loves!
1- I stayed at the wonderful @holidayinnpottspoint – the location was perfect for the first three days to decompress and be close to the city for work. Plus the coffee and breakfast every morning was a blessing!
2- Landed and went straight to @1043hitfm lunch with @erin_molan talking about how women juggle it all. I definitely don’t always get it right but I do believe you can have it all. Just not at the same time. My manager Megan Rose from @theconnectagencyau is one of my favorite people ever. We manifest and make it happen through inspired action!
3- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok just launched and we are in the top 20!! It’s a dream come true for me. I’ve been in the podcasting world for 7 years and have learned so much. So excited to branch out solo! Every Thursday anywhere you get your podcasts!
4- My dream hair team!! @frankie.hairstylist created this color and I got longer pieces put in by @josephmouradhair
They are the best people and I’m forever grateful they do my hair in Sydney- go see them!
5- Always bittersweet seeing the family. I miss them deeply! I have spent 7 weeks this year in OZ and spending time in both has worked out well for us! @imnowcalledasenior
6- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok has its own water with @drink.rippl love how this company lets you custom water for any occasion!
7- @meccamax is my favorite beauty store in Sydney.
8- Day 1-3 in Australia staying at @holidayinnpottspoint
9- OMG, why didn’t I really understand how great electric cars were?! I drove the IONIQ 5 by @hyundaiaus
It was so quiet and had so many great safety features. This is the way of the future and my new favorite car!
Love living in both places! Comment👇🏻
What a week in Australia launching my solo podcast @theshitshowwithtamminsursok !!! It’s the first time I’ve came sans kids and to be honest it was exactly what I needed. It’s the first trip I appreciated the time away to see my family and work and not feel GUILTY. I’m feeling less guilty about traveling because I know I’ll give them my undivided attention when I return and it’s good for them to see their mama working for something she loves!
1- I stayed at the wonderful @holidayinnpottspoint – the location was perfect for the first three days to decompress and be close to the city for work. Plus the coffee and breakfast every morning was a blessing!
2- Landed and went straight to @1043hitfm lunch with @erin_molan talking about how women juggle it all. I definitely don’t always get it right but I do believe you can have it all. Just not at the same time. My manager Megan Rose from @theconnectagencyau is one of my favorite people ever. We manifest and make it happen through inspired action!
3- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok just launched and we are in the top 20!! It’s a dream come true for me. I’ve been in the podcasting world for 7 years and have learned so much. So excited to branch out solo! Every Thursday anywhere you get your podcasts!
4- My dream hair team!! @frankie.hairstylist created this color and I got longer pieces put in by @josephmouradhair
They are the best people and I’m forever grateful they do my hair in Sydney- go see them!
5- Always bittersweet seeing the family. I miss them deeply! I have spent 7 weeks this year in OZ and spending time in both has worked out well for us! @imnowcalledasenior
6- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok has its own water with @drink.rippl love how this company lets you custom water for any occasion!
7- @meccamax is my favorite beauty store in Sydney.
8- Day 1-3 in Australia staying at @holidayinnpottspoint
9- OMG, why didn’t I really understand how great electric cars were?! I drove the IONIQ 5 by @hyundaiaus
It was so quiet and had so many great safety features. This is the way of the future and my new favorite car!
Love living in both places! Comment👇🏻
What a week in Australia launching my solo podcast @theshitshowwithtamminsursok !!! It’s the first time I’ve came sans kids and to be honest it was exactly what I needed. It’s the first trip I appreciated the time away to see my family and work and not feel GUILTY. I’m feeling less guilty about traveling because I know I’ll give them my undivided attention when I return and it’s good for them to see their mama working for something she loves!
1- I stayed at the wonderful @holidayinnpottspoint – the location was perfect for the first three days to decompress and be close to the city for work. Plus the coffee and breakfast every morning was a blessing!
2- Landed and went straight to @1043hitfm lunch with @erin_molan talking about how women juggle it all. I definitely don’t always get it right but I do believe you can have it all. Just not at the same time. My manager Megan Rose from @theconnectagencyau is one of my favorite people ever. We manifest and make it happen through inspired action!
3- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok just launched and we are in the top 20!! It’s a dream come true for me. I’ve been in the podcasting world for 7 years and have learned so much. So excited to branch out solo! Every Thursday anywhere you get your podcasts!
4- My dream hair team!! @frankie.hairstylist created this color and I got longer pieces put in by @josephmouradhair
They are the best people and I’m forever grateful they do my hair in Sydney- go see them!
5- Always bittersweet seeing the family. I miss them deeply! I have spent 7 weeks this year in OZ and spending time in both has worked out well for us! @imnowcalledasenior
6- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok has its own water with @drink.rippl love how this company lets you custom water for any occasion!
7- @meccamax is my favorite beauty store in Sydney.
8- Day 1-3 in Australia staying at @holidayinnpottspoint
9- OMG, why didn’t I really understand how great electric cars were?! I drove the IONIQ 5 by @hyundaiaus
It was so quiet and had so many great safety features. This is the way of the future and my new favorite car!
Love living in both places! Comment👇🏻
What a week in Australia launching my solo podcast @theshitshowwithtamminsursok !!! It’s the first time I’ve came sans kids and to be honest it was exactly what I needed. It’s the first trip I appreciated the time away to see my family and work and not feel GUILTY. I’m feeling less guilty about traveling because I know I’ll give them my undivided attention when I return and it’s good for them to see their mama working for something she loves!
1- I stayed at the wonderful @holidayinnpottspoint – the location was perfect for the first three days to decompress and be close to the city for work. Plus the coffee and breakfast every morning was a blessing!
2- Landed and went straight to @1043hitfm lunch with @erin_molan talking about how women juggle it all. I definitely don’t always get it right but I do believe you can have it all. Just not at the same time. My manager Megan Rose from @theconnectagencyau is one of my favorite people ever. We manifest and make it happen through inspired action!
3- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok just launched and we are in the top 20!! It’s a dream come true for me. I’ve been in the podcasting world for 7 years and have learned so much. So excited to branch out solo! Every Thursday anywhere you get your podcasts!
4- My dream hair team!! @frankie.hairstylist created this color and I got longer pieces put in by @josephmouradhair
They are the best people and I’m forever grateful they do my hair in Sydney- go see them!
5- Always bittersweet seeing the family. I miss them deeply! I have spent 7 weeks this year in OZ and spending time in both has worked out well for us! @imnowcalledasenior
6- @theshitshowwithtamminsursok has its own water with @drink.rippl love how this company lets you custom water for any occasion!
7- @meccamax is my favorite beauty store in Sydney.
8- Day 1-3 in Australia staying at @holidayinnpottspoint
9- OMG, why didn’t I really understand how great electric cars were?! I drove the IONIQ 5 by @hyundaiaus
It was so quiet and had so many great safety features. This is the way of the future and my new favorite car!
Love living in both places! Comment👇🏻
I hope this helps any nervous flyer out there! Please add any tips that have helped you and ask any questions you might have! Also in my bio I linked on Amazon my supplements and helpful items for the plane!
#anxiousflyer #traveltips
We are live!!!! After a LOT of hard work @theshitshowwithtamminsursok is out! In my solo podcast we have candid conversations with Aussies and international stars about the messy, honest, funny, sad, beautiful parts of life. @amyshark is our first guest and she let us know she’s never done an interview like this before😂 Come and make you mind up- and comment below your thoughts! Can’t wait to bring this show to you every week. It’s available wherever you get your podcasts and linked in my bio! Who would you like to see on?!
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