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This past spring, I made my first trip to Scandinavia. After hearing only positive things about it from my father my entire life, and then having the pleasure and privilege of meeting some wonderful Scandinavians in LA, I was most excited to experience Stockholm and it definitely lived up to everything I had heard about it. I now fully subscribe to the notion that Swedes are the most evolved humans on earth. Other observations from my travels: (1) There is no such thing as an overweight Swede. They are all impossibly fit. Because they walk everywhere. I’ve never seen so many mothers maneuvering strollers through rush hour foot traffic, which to me is just sexy; (2) The meatballs! (Enough said); (3) We’ve all heard of white nights, but to truly experience the magnificence of one while traveling is just beyond! Sightseeing doesn’t end when the sun sets, the sun is still shining while you are getting ready for a night on the town, and you wake up to sunlight at 4:00 a.m. confused and thinking you overslept only to discover you get to sleep longer; (4) The Nobis Hotel is the; and (5) I predict Swedish as a language will soon (relatively speaking) not exist because they speak perfect English, even in the company of their own.
















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On Cancers


Elizabeth & James tee, Zara button down, One Teaspoon shorts, Nicholas Kirkwood flats

For years, I didn’t believe in astrology because I was perpetually disappointed that my monthly horoscope never manifested into reality. Once I was able to find other ways to manifest my dreams and desires, I started looking deeper into astrology, generally, and my sign, in particular, and discovered how accurate it is. I’m a Cancer. Consistent with the characteristics of a Cancer, I am loyal, sensitive, fragile, intelligent, emotional, caring, and intuitive. I have a hard shell, which means I’m closed off emotionally and physically and it is very difficult for people to get close to me because I don’t trust easily. That being said, once you get past the hard shell of this crab, you are in for life. My lifers, those who have made it beyond the skyscraper walls that surround my heart, will confirm this fact. To men, I’m quite the anomaly, because I’m friendly and warm and can talk to anyone forever and find ways to relate to them and make them feel comfortable with me. However, as time goes by, they will find that while I know and understand them in a deep, authentic way, they only superficially know me. This can go on for years, and in fact, it has. Then one day something will happen and everything changes and they become a lifer. With my last boyfriend, it happened early on – I was in a bad car accident and my best friend didn’t pick up the phone, and I didn’t know who else to call so I called him. After he saw me weak, crying, and injured, and rose to the occasion to take care of me and take control of the situation, I knew he was someone I could trust and the walls came down. For women, it usually just takes persistence. All of my really good female friends put in way too much effort on the front end, but once they become a lifer, I will put in a lot of effort on the back end. I will be their most faithful supporter, put their needs ahead of my own, and never let anyone or anything come between us. In fact, of all the traits of a Cancer, it is loyalty that is most a reflection of who I am. I love deeply and unapologetically. I will do anything for the people I love — anything — and I expect little in return. This can be difficult because I’m extremely reluctant to let someone go, even if they don’t deserve a place in my inner circle. The people in my life who care about me most find this trait a little unnerving, but I always just write it off as a crab thing. Potentially, its narcissistic to buy a shirt that boasts a personality trait you are fond of, but I see so much disloyalty in the world, that I’m proud to call myself a loyal person. So much so that apparently, I wanted to wear it on my chest.





photographs by Manuel Vinicio

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From the Closet:
White Shirt Moment



Charlotte Gainsbourg x Current/Elliott shirt, AllSaints skirt, Chanel bag, Stuart Weitzman boots, Nixon watch, Ray-Ban sunnies, Vita Fede bracelets

Lately, I’ve been crazy for white button down shirts — the kind I’ve been wearing to work as an attorney for years. Only now, I’m wanting to wear them everywhere. All the time. This one, part of Charlotte Gainsbourg’s capsule collection for Current/Elliott, is just perfection. Which is fitting coming from the Parisian spawn of Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg. Understated sexy – what Parisians do best!







photographs by Manuel Vinicio

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I’m off to NYC on Friday night and surprisingly, I’m excited for crisp bordering on cold, although I’m positively sure seven days from now when I’m on the return flight home, my feelings will be reflecting a different sentiment. Spending this week planning  a proper autumn wardrobe for three days in one of my favorite cities in the world. Happy Monday loves!











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Zara jacket, MOTHER sweatshirt, Current/Elliott shirt, One Teaspoon cutoffs, Valentino flats, Givenchy bag, Celine sunnies

Those who know me know that I’m big on quotes. I’m also a huge lover of literature (mostly fiction) and writers of the past. At this point in my life, I’ve read so many good books that its hard to pick a favorite, but when I was younger I could easily say “This Side of Paradise” by F. Scott Fitzgerald was top of my list, and Mr. Fitzgerald was my favorite author. Lately, I’ve been really into Fitzgerald quotes and the one I keep re-reading whenever I’m in need of some solid inspiration is, “For what it’s worth, it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over.” Had I read this quote in law school, I potentially would have ended up a law school dropout and I think my life would have been all the better if I had. But alas, per Fitzgerald, it’s never too late. Which is why I’m anxiously awaiting 2015.







photographs by Manuel Vinicio


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