Landed home from London today. Already jumping right into our first New York Fashion Week event. Flying to Los Angeles early Friday morning for work, and then back in New York City for the last three days of fashion week. Not sure how I will keep track of the time and the days this upcoming week, but hopefully it will magically happen. It’s quite far out to me to say that these things are the actualities of my life. Flying from city to city for glamorous events, eating delicious food, staying at beautiful hotels with epic bathtubs, having a front row seat at a fashion show for one of my favorites the brands. My sister and I are spoiled. These are all frivolous things I only dreamed about as a kid. Now they are the day-to-day, and I am definitely not complaining. But at the same time, these things aren’t what drive me and my career. In fact, I’m 100% sure that I could survive perfectly well without them. Be absolutely happy without escapes to lovely cities on the regular, having my airfare covered, being sent clothes for free that liven up my current wardrobe. These things were just extra, and very unexpected, when they were offered a few years back with my blog started gaining traction. They still feel extra. And I am very grateful about it. To have these things that make the daily grind easier. Because I know the feeling of being in the exact opposite position. Always a hustler at heart though.
My job isn’t just about these glamorous destinations, and pretty clothing fresh off the runway, or marble lit staircases sparkling by the flash of my Leica camera. No, it’s still all about the girl that I was before I got even a tad close to any of these things. And that girl is what keeps me level headed when I could quite possibly become far too extra because this industry has a knack for doing such things. When I’m home, I’m home. I prefer things simple. I prefer time alone. I prefer doing my own laundry and washing my own dishes. I prefer lugging my groceries on the subway back home. I prefer having as much down time with my family as I can, when I can enjoy conversation that makes me laugh, and only my bedhead and sweatpants are required for the day. I enjoy the feeling of writing my thoughts here far more than I enjoy receiving a package of freebies in the mail. Even after all these years, the nostalgia of how if all began feels the most exciting. Crazy, huh. This girl, in the pink corduroy suit acting extra in front of a flash lit marble staircase in one of the most fancy of hotels in London, she feels that, too. One of the best things about my job is having the freedom to role play, while still being true to myself. To show my readers a creative vision and aesthetic that is inspirational to add a little extra something to the everyday. But always, I found, there is so much important for the extraordinary to live alongside the ordinary hand in hand. I like that way of seeing things. And it’s helped me keep my head up ever since.
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