Currently prepping to trek across the country to present Crusoe Jewelry at the Renegade Craft Fair in San Francisco, so am feeling a little cuckoo for cocoa puffs, as evident in this week’s random selection.
Completely onboard with being labeled with a Type A-Minus Personality. I love to work hard, often jotting down an idea for a design or partnership in the middle of the night or waking up super early to complete some freelance work before hitting the studio. But….I also love some serious couch time when I can take it. In fact, right now I keep dreaming of a rainy Sunday, where I can fill my day with The Breakfast Club, Drive Me Crazy, and Can’t Buy Me Love.
There is very little in the world that I crave more than a massage. To me, paying someone to do nothing but rub your body while you zone out to Norah Jones is the ultimate decadence. And the drowsy, loose, out of it feeling afterwards is akin to the best drug in the world. But the idea of drifting in your own private pod has piqued my sensory interest and am seriously contemplating ditching my massage love for a good float.
They say a picture speaks a thousand words. And while it is a major cliché, it is the truth. An eye-catching poster can stop me in my tracks on the subway platform. And most of those posters were created quickly with some flashy digital photography and an iMac. Posters of the past were an art form in itself. Looking forward to trolling through the archives at Chisolm Larrson Gallery.
New Yorkers are harsh and completely jaded, that’s why I love them. Talented singers belting it out and flips off the ceiling are old news on the subway. Brandy, of major 90s fame and current lesser known Broadway star, proves that just having certifiable talent doesn’t necessarily make you stand out in the sea of aspiring artists.
I spend a lot of time on Instagram, a lot, much to my boyfriend’s annoyance…I tell him that my phone is permanently adhered to my right hand because I am working. I might be posting a Crusoe pic, prospecting a new boutique, or discovering a new stylist. Well, confession time, it is also because of hilarious Instagram accounts like this, a cheeky look at the model life.