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My Husband is Everything

Miami, Florida

In case you don’t know this about me yet, I’ll preface the post by saying that I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with my husband . Like the Bella Swan, Twilight, Robert Pattinson sort of creepy obsession. Not only is he the man behind every photo on this site, but he’s the world’s greatest partner in business and most importantly in life. Cue the cheese. So today with our third wedding anniversary approaching and while wearing a very appropriate Prabal Gurung shirt, I thought I would sing his praises to you.

The man I married has a very specific set of skills, just like Liam Neeson, only he has an endless supply of them. Just last night the dude decided he was going to make me sushi for the first time. Don’t fret, no food poisoning will ever occur on his watch even when consuming raw fish, as he is quite literally the best home cook I’ve ever witnessed. The man has technique.  After concocting some Nobu sticky rice, he followed by serving me one piece of nigiri after the other at our kitchen bar as if it were omakase. The hand rolls were pretty bomb too.

In case your jaw isn’t on the floor yet, let me continue listing all the things he is good at. He’s an incredible photographer, master editor, savvy business man, expert do gooder, knowledgable car dude, and is good at every sport, or skill he decides to pick up really. He is a caring daddy to Mickey and Eve, and an even more thoughtful and giving partner. For the past few days he has decided to write me a little hidden love note every time he leaves the house, detailing the reasons why he digs me. Also, he’s given me things I never dared to wish for, like the very bag in this post and the baby blue vintage car of my dreams. I wasn’t kidding when I said he was giving…mama didn’t just mean the adorable priceless things in life.

He accompanies and drives me to things no man should have to do, from manicures to meetings just to spend a bit more time with me. He also always make sure I’m well fed, which is a point of contention in our relationship, but he loves me just the way I am, so sure, fatten me up I don’t care. He indulges me in video games, trips to Disney and Universal and accompanies me to nerd cons just to see me at my happiest. He holds my hand through all the tough moments we face, and loves me in a way every woman should be loved. For that I don’t think he’ll ever be able to understand how truly grateful I am. Did I mention he’s also a total babe?

Peter Reid, you are a hero. I love you.

Saint-Laurent sunnies, Prabal Gurung tee, vintage Levis jeans, Hermes Kelly bag, and Christian Dior shoes.

The F Word

New York, New York

Women’s rights, is the issue that lives closest to my heart. That pulls its strings every time an uneducated sentence on the topic is mustered, every time an ignorant statement is made. There is so much I want to say on the subject, so much that I don’t know where to start. My fingers are paralyzed by the weight and importance of what needs to be expressed so it can be understood. The strong women who raised me, the powerful figures that molded me, and the voiceless women living injustice deserve more than I could ever convey in a blog post. So instead I thought I would share a piece with you guys. A piece I wrote it when I was 17, when I first found the courage to voice that I deserved just as much as the boys.

“I want talk about words. The power of words. The word feminist to be exact. First of all let me ask you. Do you identify yourself as a feminist?  No? Then are you someone who genuinely believe that women don’t deserve or aren’t as much as men?…There’s a discrepancy there. “I’m not a sexist but I’m not a feminist,” people think that there is a difference between the words, like middle ground between two extremes. Let me tell you the truth you either believe that women should be politically, socially, and economically equal to men or you don’t, there is no middle ground between the two. By definition you are either a misogynist who dislikes, despises, or is strongly prejudiced against women or a feminist, it’s that simple.

You see there is a problem within the root of the word feminist itself. Not so much the “femin” part but the “ist,” that fateful “ist” is in bad company.  Racist, ageist, sexist, these words have absolutely no positive connotation, and serve very different purposes then the word feminist. That’s a line that we’ve crossed with the word. Anything on the other side is shameful, and many believe feminists belong in the same ranks. All this talk trying to help the reputation of a word, and I have yet to define it. I believe a quote by Gloria Steinem will do the trick “A feminist is anyone who recognizes the equality and full humanity of women and men.” Or better yet one by author Cheris Kramarae “Feminism is the radical notion that women are human beings.”  I am a feminist, I do not hate men, or consider myself better than those who belong to the other sex. I do not refuse to shave my legs, or to wear a bra as a political statement. I also don’t think believing in this cause makes me radical or scary. Desmond Tutu said “If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor” so listen to Desmond and next time someone asks you if you are a feminist, please raise your fucking hand.”

DIO(R)EVOLUTION

Saint-Laurent sunglasses, Iro leather jacket, Zara fringe skirt, and Christian Dior tee, bag, and slingbacks.

Get a Life

New York, New York

Sorry this one is a little bit late guys! Big things are coming, and they seem to have taken over. Also we bought a house, so… Venturing into adulthood seems to be pretty time consuming and stressful so don’t mind if I leave this little #OOTD post over here without a long rant about my current state of mind. This was probably one of my favourite looks I put together during fashion week, as it incapsulated so many pieces I loved that somehow worked together. It is also the coldest I had been all week, and though the pictures came out ok, I felt as though I was fighting the wind all the way up 57th street. Tears were streaming down my face and it wasn’t because I lost something I couldn’t replace…see what I did there. If you don’t, good, it means you have a better sense of humour than I, as well as life.

Get a life….man I miss that expression. So senseless, and rudimentary, yet so straightforward. If in dire need of a comeback (because that always happens) just use that one, honestly. I feel like the nostalgia of it alone will get you the upper hand regardless of what you were arguing in the first place. On the other hand, I’ve been so busy getting a life, that I forgot how cool it is not to have one. Spending all your time indoors watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer on Netflix and eating babka, sounds like nirvana right about now.  Anywhoo have a lovely weekend my little chickens, and don’t be in too big a rush to “get a life”. It’s seriously overrated.

Creamsicle Colour Palette

Brixton hat, Chanel sunglasses, Hermes silk scarf, Topshop coat and embellished jeans, vintage Harley tee, Louis-Vuitton backpack, and Christian Dior boots.

Jumbo Screen Capital of the World

New York, New York

What’s wrong with playing tourist once in a while right? No matter how often I’ve had the pleasure of visiting New York, the playground that is Time Square always feels like a return to childhood. Actually maybe that’s just me, because I do hear a lot of folks complaining about naked cowboys and pick pockets…in any case I find it all enchanting. During our trip to the big apple for fashion week, we lived very close to the mega screen hub and took the time to give it a visit. We went with one very specific purpose in mind, being to ride the indoor ferry wheel at Toys’R’Us. To my dismay the world’s biggest toy store had shut its doors, and been replaced with a GAP billboard. You think thats disappointing to hear now, imagine my sad face after walking around the same 3 blocks for 45 minutes looking for it, like a set of keys I had misplaced…I swear it was right here!?!

All was fine with the world after we found the quarter life equivalent for the beloved toy store, you might have heard of it, it’s commonly referred to as Sephora. Just like that all the heartache and grief triggered by the loss of the giant stuffed animal section had been erased. I also spent all my money on bottom eyelash mascara and a sheet mask made of eggs…maybe I should go back to shopping in the Barbie section…feels like a better long term investment. Time Square also has a Hard Rock and a Disney Store, so you know its a sure thing in the good time department. We had a beautifully touristy day followed by the Georgine show, and a night on the town. It may have hurt the next day, but you know it was all worth it of course. What can I say there’s just no city like New York kids.

Don’t forget to check out our NYFW adventures on YouTube by clicking HERE!


“You got buns with that coffee!”…Just one of the many charming comments you may hear while strolling through Time Square

Bottega Venetta sunnies, vintage Helmut Lang jacket, Adidas sweatshirt, Topshop dress, Dior bag, and Nike “Air Force Ones”.