Winona Dimeo-Ediger

Winona Dimeo-Ediger

Bio

Winona Dimeo-Ediger is a blogger, author, and banjo enthusiast based in Nashville, Tennessee. Follow her on Instagram @winonarose.

Winona Dimeo-Ediger Articles

Remember when you could take a photo of yourself and not be clued in to the intimate details of all your pores? I miss that.

10 Things I'm Really, Truly Nostalgic For In 2017

Here are ten things I’ve been really, truly, actually nostalgic for lately, amidst the wild, terrifying ride that is 2017.

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working from home. YES.

10 Weird Things That Start Feeling Normal When You Work From Home

The hardest thing about transitioning to an in-office job after working from home for a long time? Not being able to tell your boss, “I’m gonna take a quick shower to clear my head” after a stressful team meeting.

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Pirates, Trucks, Pi! Moms Launch Company For Girls Who Don't Want Princess Dresses 

Princess Awesome celebrates the wonderful weirdness of little girls. And we're celebrating that.

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Off The Cuff: How Do I Stay Stylish At The Gym?

Half the fun (or maybe more than half? Maybe all the fun, actually) of going to the gym is getting decked out in cute workout clothes.

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11 Spiritual Affirmations For Retail Workers

The customer is always right but they are not always sane. The customer is always right but they are not always sane.

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How Do I Get Over My Addiction To Black?

Dear Winona, I’m addicted to black. Exhibit A: my closet. Am I fashionably lazy? Or is it because it just goes with everything—mainly me?

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For people who feel things deeply, just BEING is an intense experience. Image: Thinkstock.

4 Survival Tips For The Sensitive Soul

Dear Sensitive Soul: Are you having a hard time right now? Me too. I think a lot of us are.

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 smaller, less glamorous fears can be much more important to face than the huge, exciting ones. They can be scarier too, and much more complex.

Sweating The Small Stuff

I’d been so busy patting myself on the back for conquering my big fears, I failed to acknowledge that the types of things that scare me had shifted. A lot of the obvious stuff didn’t bother me anymore — but what about all the smaller, more personal things that still scared the living shit out of me?

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