2020

Central Park on Film

December 14, 2020

Frisson Knits sweater
Joie leather skirt
Sandro leather jacket
Clergerie shoes
Vintage Chanel backpack

Central Park on film. Memories from before knowing that out city will be closing down again today with an end to indoor dining. Our hospitality industry will be suffering. Order takeout directly from the small restaurants you love. Donate to @roar.ny. Buy gift cards to these businesses to gift for the holidays. Raise this awareness and find ways you can support the small businesses in your local community.

These photos were taken during Election Week, and it was strange and a bit scary seeing the city so quiet and boarded up this day. The complete upside down nature of this year has been quite the learning curve for us all, and our cities need us more than ever now. I will be sharing some of my favorite local, small business that you guys can support as we continue on living during a pandemic.

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Fashion, film, nyc, style

I finally had the chance to organize my film photos from my Brazil trip in September, and here they are! My first three days in Brazil were spent in the mountains of Swiss-themed Gramado and Canela before heading to the quiet and remote beach town of Albatroz where Gabi’s mom and sister live. Traveling was scary to do then (and it still is now) but it was over two years since Gabi has seen his family before this trip, and for me even more (all I can say is the immigration waiting game really has been hard on us), and this trip to the South of Brazil really highlighted the importance of family especially during this time. Gramado had such a unique serenity to it, on top of all the pasta, fondue and chocolate one’s heart desires 🙂 I came with a limited wardrobe and ended up dressing like Diane Keaton most of the time, but that was exactly the plan.

Albatroz was special during this off season time (it was winter in Brazil, opposite seasons of here). The beaches just had just a few people taking quiet walks, but it felt more like we had the entire beach to ourselves. It didn’t feel lonely though. And we were in the company of the cats and dogs at his mom’s house, which brought my lots of joy to be around. Never before had I spent time like this with animals, and I really understand more that deep relationship people have with their pets. It’s very unique. There were many mornings we would sit in his mom’s backyard drinking coffee, sunbathing (winter in Brazil is more like spring), and just watching the cats interact with each other. Or if I’m lucky, one would sit near me and I could pet him or her. These simple days really gave me lots of time to think.

The room for thinking kept me coming back to the full spectrum of emotions that this year has brought upon, and they especially came together on this trip with the force of a strong tide. Especially at a time where it seems like the world is crumbling all around us yet at the same time there is so much hope that we’ll someday make it to the light at the end of the road. This desolate beach in particular reminded me how massive this world really is, and how life in NYC is just one small glimmer in our Earth’s existence. But at the same time, it reminded me that our own unique, individual perspectives and ideas are what will drive massive change together. Standing by myself on this endless beach alongside Gabi didn’t mean at all that we were alone in our thoughts and actions, and this idea moved me then and it moves me forward right now.

The beach inspire me to run. Running, running, running, and grasping what gives me a sense of freedom in my here and now. The future may seem ungraspable, but today does not. Hope you all look around you and grasp what brings you joy in the instant that you are in. Far from home. Close to home. I hope you find home in the way that matters most to you wherever you are.

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brazil, Fashion, Travel, Writing

Last Bite of the Cherry

December 5, 2020

Wearing from Marc Jacobs Eye-conic Multi-Finish Eye Palette in Cherrific – Very Merry Cherry Edition

Two weeks since moving into our new home, and it has all felt like an effortless adaptation. It’s as if this place has been waiting for us this whole time. And the timing of it all, right before the holidays, feels representative of something greater. A renewal of sorts. A preparation for a new year of positive and mindful changes to take place. We put a lot of effort our first week here to get everything we have in place so as to turn it into a sanctuary as soon as possible. And now I am here, sitting facing my window with an endless view of the Manhattan skyline, rain beating against the windows, and I couldn’t feel more at peace. And more lucky. I’ve dreamed of these calm-inducing windows for years, and here they are right in front of me. At the same time, there is still a blurry passing of time that always happens this time of the year. I can’t believe it’s already the 5th of December, and that next year we will keep going forward unknowing of the future like we did every single day before. But I am learning to see more and more beauty in unpredictability, and what the blurriness that it instills brings out of me. Gratefulness for what I have and what I can give. Seeing the fragility that can exist in the world, and having that make me never take a single thing for granted again, is a priceless learning. The end of December always makes me feel bittersweet and nostalgic. A sad sort of happiness. A teary smile. A blurry stillness. Taking a bite of the very last cherry. And then I remember we will have so many more Decembers to look forward to.