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Press Rewind

January 4, 2018

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Reformation dress and pants
DVF purse
Carla Colour sunglasses
By Far boots
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Vintage cars. Old Coca Cola bottles. Cat eye sunglasses. What is it about things from the past that warm our hearts? Some might say what is vintage is so overdone nowadays, but for me it builds up the imagination. Just like my dad’s stories from when he a kid growing up in California. Those are the stories that I love hearing the most, even after he tells them 100 tims. Los Angeles back then seemed so much more interesting. So much more alive and in the moment. His friends would show up at his house in a vintage Chevy Camero without a phone call beforehand, and a road trip would ensue just like that. A few 25 cent hamburgers later they will find themselves sitting on the roof of the car during the sunset on a beach a few hours away from home. Now that was real California living. The future was far less visible, especially being so untouched by social media. What was more important was the there and now. There is a quality in the action of picking up a phone book and dialing a number to make a call. Or telegrams! Things sure weren’t as easy as they are today to get done, but that was the beauty of it. A beauty that we so easily forget nowadays. Just about any service is just one click away in our modern day and world. Maybe a click too close for comfort.

And then I stop in the middle of a photoshoot to look at the quality of a vintage car that I’m leaning on. I admire its grace. Its smoothness. Its longer length and emphasized curves which feel exaggerated and almost cartoonish. It’s as if it has a heart and a soul. They don’t make them like this anymore. They don’t make a lot of things like this anymore. So when I find something that does have that vintage grace and quality, I cherish it. I give myself more time to appreciate it. To share it. To call out its perfectly manufactured nature and visual appeal. And then sometimes I think, why do we not do this on a normal day to day basis with the new things we currently have. When did things become so disposable? When did new get old so fast? When did old become such a dirty word? And I think about these things, and I open my eyes up 100 times more to what is around me. The sky, which may be the oldest thing I have set my eyes on. Above my head ever since I was born, and for centuries before me. How did I jump from a vintage car to the sky? I don’t know. But I do know that I want to treat the things in my life, the things that my eyes see, the thoughts in my head, like this sea foam green vintage car that holds so many stories. Take this into acount, then maybe, just maybe, you won’t need to feel the need to rush into the future at supersonic speed as much. Maybe 2018 should be all about REWINDING. I’ll leave the time up to you 😉 

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A Coastal Spectrum

November 6, 2017

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M Missoni dress
Fendi purse
Cutler and Gross sunglasses
By Far boots
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Daylights Saving’s Time has ended and night is already falling upon us at around 4:30pm. The black of hole of winter is staring at us from a far, inching closer day by day. At least I have these warm weather Southern California memories to keep me toasty during the upcoming months. Hehe. Blue, blue skies are a lingering highlight from back home, and I’m happy that I get to find happy homes to match them whenever I visit. Looking at pictures of myself like this, sometimes makes me wonder why I decided to choose NYC over staying in California. But then I realize . . . just having a taste of back home every now and then is enough for me. For now at least. I’ve been through six east coast winters, which feels like enough to drive a person nuts, but here I am. Still here. Stick kicking. Still finding new places to see and new people to meet in this city. And summer comes again and I forget winter ever happened. Winter on the east coast has its charms, of course. So many reasons to stay in and enjoy the company of oneself, a book, a lover. So much more time to focus on simple things that we sometimes forget about when we are out and about in this city that never stops buzzing. Even just one flame of a simple candle makes me feel so at home. Winter gives us that. And a glass of wine to go with it. And you know what, that is pretty awesome. 

But still, California has a lot going for it. It’s just different sort of things. Things that make it a world within a world all on its own. And that is a part of me, too. The sunshine and bold colors and the matcha lattes and grain bowls and the barefoot walks by the beach. Friends and family. There’s always a reason for me to eventually go back. All I know for sure, is that I have two homes now. I don’t think I can ever give one up for the other. But having them the way I do now . . . well, that makes me a lucky girl. 

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I Dream of Desert

May 2, 2017

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Cleobella crochet top
Novella Royale skirt
Brother Vellies sandals
Salvatore Ferragamo purse
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Hello Tuesday! Wanted to share this look with you all from this past Coachella. A retro print that is right in tune with Palm Spring’s color themes. So many orange doors in Palm Springs!! We literally played the game “Count the Orange Doors in Palm Springs” during our drives through the desert. The funniest thing ever. In this case, I found a turquoise door, which to me is the perfect complement to most tones of orange. After this desert trip, I left feeling so inspired by my surroundings. Now that the weather is nice in NYC, I want to take my camera out and about with me to capture the city in action. Find more doors in NYC that will be sure to inspire future blog posts. I’m also in the process of finding a new lens to play around with. My current 50mm has been in heavy use for a few years and is in need of a major upgrade. Perfect timing, because it’s spring. The city is beautiful. And there are more travel adventures on the calendar. Like I said before, I’m inspired to create more this season and try some new things. Here it goes 🙂  

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