All posts tagged: inspiration

flying first class in fendi

flying first class in FENDI

The clouds swirl in motion from the movement of the plane. The light is bright white, like being covered in a new sheet.  There’s nothing quite like the rush of energy that comes from being 25,000 feet in the air. Running away from reality for the weekend. From the east side to Europe, the next 6 days will be spent wandering the streets of Milan for an afternoon – then shifting to Lugano for a week of design work in the studio under the Swiss mountains. The feeling is adrenalizing. I’ve spent a lot of time spinning dreams in my head as of late. Letting go of safety lines, the temptation to be truly free from restraints has been overpowering. First class, FENDI, sipping a Tito’s and OJ, overlooking the world mixed in a heavy fog below, it’s not hard to imagine. Safety has brought me where I sit here today. It’s been my constant. I made my safe bets and found a way to achieve a certain level of success in reaching my dreams …

black vinyl pants with chunky white sneakers and a bodysuit

vinyl, velvet and volte-faced

If you can’t see your face in my pants, they’re probably not tight enough (and I doubt that’s the case). Feeling sleek with a fierce display of reflective fashion. If I had a spirit animal, it would be a panther, and my wild side certainly materializes with the kind of style that effects your mood. Though, underneath it all, I’m a kitten I suppose, with a soft velvet bodysuit and underlying disposition to match. Split personality you say? Just living life fun I say. [shop: SNEAKERS] [shop: BODYSUITS] [shop:LEGGINGS] Everyone has multifaceted aspects to their core. Some more distinct than others, and some more subtle. Society tells us to be ourselves, as if it’s a singular state of being we need to force ourselves to conform to. I say, be as many versions of yourself as you think you can handle. Consistency and a strong identity have their perks. Diversity and self contradiction is more fun. A Sagittarius to the core, shifting to and from dynamics is practically second nature. Life is fluid, so why …

white lace dress in romantic setting

the way you make me glow

Soft and subtle. Warm and safe. It’s not who you are; it’s the way you make me feel. A fire crackles behind me, a sound competing only with the rain dropping on the skylights above. Naizak sleeps just between myself and the back door, probably the coolest place she can find while keeping me within sight. The afternoon was spent with delightful guests over a light brunch and a few (dozen) bottles of champaign. It’s a comfortable feeling having spent the day surrounded by people you love, and ending in silence and time to reflect. photography:ME | camera:CANNON 5D MARK III | white lace dress c/o:ML Monique Lhuillier   There are some people you encounter that touch you differently, more deeply than others. The people that can, from a single glance, capture your thoughts, feelings and the deepest parts of your soul. They know. They see you. They don’t have to say anything, or even react. It’s an awareness. A different level of existence where you coincide on the same plain. They can speak to …

ugly duckling, a serenade to the season

so what if I’m not

A heavy fog weighs down on the mountaintops, yet the haze on the horizon is only half as concealing as the changes whirling in front of our eyes. Autumn has arrived, and the time has come for another serenade of the seasons. A fall night wind murmurs secrets of the season’s change, and we begin to seek comforts of a darker palette, a tighter hold, and whispers by a fire. Our deepest instincts urge us to be prepared, guarded and protected ourselves from the cold that is to come. We should be seeking comfort, but what if I’m not? Walls are often as dangerous as what they were built to protect, and the comforts of a fire can just as quickly burn you with a single touch of the flame. Life is unpredictable. And no matter how much we may focus on the preparation of safekeeping, the irony is that these measures make us no safer than we were before. Instead, they instill a false sense of security, create a crutch and make us shut …

at the back of the north wind

“…though I cannot promise to take you home,” said North Wind, as she sank nearer and nearer to the tops of the houses, “I can promise you it will be all right in the end. You will get home somehow.” ― George MacDonald, At the Back of the North Wind Did your mom ever read to you as a child? Mine did. And I often wonder how much that impacts the way I see the world today. Reading has a way of expanding the mind and imagination in ways that nothing else really can. It’s like a type of magic, transporting you into a place that doesn’t exist, but in many ways feels more real than reality itself. Working as a Creative Writer not only for this space, but also as a career has been an eye opening experience, and in many ways brings me back to that time as a child. After all, storytelling (whether for children’s books or branded message) really aren’t so far apart. It’s that pathway to mutual understanding – an emotional connection …