Many of you who frequent With Leah are connected to me in some way, shape, or form, but many of you aren’t. I want to change that.
My life is a massive open book, and I have no secrets. Literally. I post everything on Facebook and if I want to be a little more mysterious, I write about it on my website. I am the literal Taylor Swift of Detroit, Michigan, except that I am about 100 pounds heavier, would look like a parade float with that haircut, and have unfortunately not dated Calvin Harris. Yet. Taylor, you fool.
Anyways, I would love to connect with you. It would delight me, actually.
If you have a personal message for me, perhaps a sappy love note or a confession of love or an offer of a million dollars (only if you’re not a Nigerian prince, though), you can email me at Leah@withleah.com.
If you hate my guts, and have a profanity-ridden diatribe full of 10 reasons why I suck at life and writing and how I am definitely not funny at all, then you can email me at idon’tcare@idon’tcare.com.
If you’re on social media and want to see selfies, pictures of my dog, and pictures of the pizza that I eat, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, or Pinterest. Please note that I literally never post on Pinterest and am definitely not as adorably crafty as you might hope.
I hope that we can get to know each other, or at the very least, that you can mildly stalk me.
Thanks again for stopping in. If there’s anything that I can do to make your stay more pleasurable without being awkward, let me know.