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Disregard the Headlines

March 14, 2017

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Vintage blazer
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With social media surrounding us on all sides, it’s hard not to keep from comparing oneself to an endless stream of what’s trending and what’s not. And sometimes (maybe a lot of times) we find ourselves sacrificing our individualities for the sake of fitting into what is “cool” or “in.” Or maybe we find ourselves purposefully trying to stick out just to be original. But then we stop and question . . . well, is that even being original at all? Especially when the act is made consciously? OMG, so many questions! Originality in today’s day and age, when millions of people are using the same platforms to show off their “individualities,” it seems to have taken on a different definition than it used to. And so we ask, is it even possible to be original at all? But wait, another question . . . are we overthinking the whole thing just by raising these questions in the first place? 

How about this. Let’s stop asking ourselves so many questions, and just do what we feel. Even though that’s much harder than we think, and especially with people and magazine/digital headlines telling us and showing us all the 100 ways to wear or 250 ways not to wear something on a basically 24/7 basis. How do we stay honest to ourselves, while being open to thinking outside of our own boxes, but at the same time without having to sacrifice our individualities in the process? Answer: Disregard the headlines and popular Instagram photos as the one and only guidelines to your personal style and perspective on life. Don’t post a photo of you and your best friend holding hands in front of a pink sanded beach looking dreamily out into the distance just because that’s what’s trending on social media. Remember that the entire goal is to NOT be a copy cat for the sake of extra likes. But don’t flat out stop looking at other’s for guidance or inspiration in places that we feel we are lacking or in need a little bit more emphasis or experimentation. Isn’t that the whole entire point of what we do as influencers? We are influencing at the same time that we are being influenced. Putting out into the world what is our own, and taking in a version of something that is soon to become a subtly different version of its original form. This process of passing along information and inspiration is the most magical part of it all. The personal twists we put on the idea already out there makes fashion, well, FASHION. We make fashion special by contributing to the storytelling, and the fact that as individuals we are all important parts to the grander story of what drives our outfit choices. That the ones after us will look back on us to be inspired by again and again. Just at the same time we look forward at them currently, recycling our own old ideas and their new ones together in a way that is indescribably our own. That right there, is the whole point. 

This old wool plaid blazer, was taking out from my closet after about a year of being on sleep mode, for the one and only reason that I felt like my college semi-punk days needed a little reliving. Many of my clothing choices are based on nostalgic factors. Little hints here and there act as reminders of where I started from. And I take comfort in these things.

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A Special Energy in Malacca City

November 29, 2016

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Reformation dress
Sezane shoes
Salvatore Ferragamo purse
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Malacca City is a very special place indeed. I haven’t visited since I was a teenager, but the place still stood out clear in my mind since that visit. It was at the top of my list of places to come back to during my Malaysia trip. Malacca City is full of rich history and colorful diversity. This old city once had a major role in the trade routes, catching attention from all over the world, and especially that of Portugal, and then the Dutch and then the British, up until World War II when the Japanese invaded. It wasn’t until 1963 that Malaysia as a country declared its independence. So, as you can tell, there has been many stories told, and I’m sure many to tell, about this beautiful city. And the city, you can feel it as you walk through its streets full of restaurants and shops and temples, all the different sorts of feet and cultures that have made their ways down them, too. Malacca doesn’t work to hide its past, but embraces it so much as a matter of fact, that it’s inescapable in the present time. The smell of a type of food in the air, one that pulls ingredients from all over the world to create something so unique for our tastebuds. It’s hard not to salivate while walking the streets made up of Portuguese-style architecture. My favorite dish here is the Hainanese chicken and chicken rice. The city is actually known for their unique take on the chicken rice. Instead of served freshly steamed in a bowl, the rice is rolled into little balls that are to be eating as a whole after being be dipped into soy sauce, some chili sauce and maybe a dab of garlic. It’s something you can hardly find anywhere else in the world, and made as well done as it is made in Malacca, where the dish has been perfected through many generations time. The city is famous for snacks so delicious, it’s almost unimaginable that they could be real, and packaged in such an exquisite way. After the afternoon gloom broke up, the sunshine hit the buildings and the city seemed over-saturated in such a way that you feel you are walking around with tinted glasses on. It’s a city that feels perpetually rose-tinted, even when it rains. It’s undeniably amazing. The energy is wild, especially on the weekends, when tourists from other parts of Malaysia, not to mention from all over the world, explore the city and create their own path through it, leaving remnants to be built upon as time goes on. What a lovely thing to think about, ya?

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Cuddle Monster

November 28, 2016

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Jocelyn fur coat
Citizens of Humanity overalls
2 Bandits earrings
Marie Turnor metallic leather purse
UGG scarf
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What a long and beautiful weekend to come back from. My Wednesday to Sunday was fantastically spent partially in the Connecticut suburbs with my lovely friend Christina and her family, and partially home in NYC where my Brooklyn abode felt like the ultimate haven. I woke up at 10AM every morning. Each day a steady swing of this and that, but nothing rushed, my usual routine strung out long and wide. And each night was ended with a cup of sleepy tea, and my bed and my body became one. It was the perfect few days to reset before getting thrown into the December craziness (holidays and work included!). There’s so much content I want to get up on here for you guys, so stay tuned. So now . . . onto other important things in the life of a fashion blogger . . . the weather.

NYC’s fickle mindset has finally shifted for good, and everyone has gone into full on winter mode. And with every switch in the season, there seems to be an update in statement item. For me this season, that item is my Jocelyn chevron fur coat. It’s probably the warmest piece of outerwear that I own. So reliable cozy, capturing every bit of heat from my body and keeping it close, close by to me for what seems like forever. The act of plucking it off my rack each morning before heading out of my apartment has suddenly become second nature, and for good reason. NYC winter’s are harsh, as if you guys didn’t already know. They make walking down the block to the corner store an excruciating activity. Almost as bad, or maybe worse, than going to the dentist. And all the money I spend on cold weather accessories just get thrown out the window as I lose beanies, mittens and scarves in random places throughout he city. An aggravating truth us city dwellers cannot escape. My skin is dry to the point that it sometimes hurts. Not to mention, my nose and ears start to feel like absolutely nothing that there is no point in hearing or smelling. I complain to my superintendent at least once a week about why the heater isn’t staying on throughout the night. Instead, I light a million candles by my bed to keep my and the three sweaters I’ve layered on company. And let me tell you, that’s a fire hazard waiting to happen. Winter, you come and you go and you never make it easier on us. But at least now, in the form of a chevron painted cuddle monster, I don’t feel you quite as much. Hardly at all actually, so that walking down the street is actually quite the delight. And you don’t find many people saying that round here too often. Good luck staying warm peeps.

Shop more of my favorite Jocelyn coats here:

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The Colorful Phuket, Thailand

November 14, 2016

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Haute Hippie tie dye kimono
Triangl bikini top
LoveShackFancy miniskirt
Proenza Schouler bag // SHOP SIMILAR
Crap Eyewear sunglasses // SHOP HERE
Dannijo earrings // SHOP HERE
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Dressed to match the environment. Inspired by the mangosteens that I can smell from a mile away. They taste sweeter and sweeter with every bite, before being washed down with a pineapple smoothie. Every day charged by sugar and caressed by sweat. Tired feet left to the hands of acrobatic Thai masseuse because we prefer to walk everywhere we go even when we feel we can hardly walk another step more. Knick knacks and local snacks and bargaining our way from day and night. Smiles and fresh coconut water exchanged throughout the process. At night the beach goers who were dormant on the sand come back to life, burnt red on every inch of their bodies. Europeans and Australians mostly, with lopsided grins, beginning to drunkenly dance their way through glowing lights that come on once the sun disappears. As the sounds change from a mild murmur to a buzzing electrical outlet, the city continues to taste exactly how it feels. Hot and spicy with a splash of something cool. And reliably so every single day. More to come . . .

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