Looking West

I've been thinking a lot about moving west lately. Giving up the overpriced, cramped city spaces we shove ourselves into living in NYC in exchange for space, light and a true home. I am feeling myself called to walk in mountains and hang out near trees and open prairies.   Looking at these spaces are only fueling my westward dreams.

MARRIAGE.

What a day, what a day.

The supreme court ruled to legalize gay marriage today in a tight vote 5-4.  Its been a momentous & emotional day, exchanging celebratory calls and texts with friends (and strangers) and taking a minute to take it all in and realize my daughter will never know that there was a time when gays weren't allowed to marry. It is an historic moment and it will shift the way homosexuality is accepted in this country.  I am feeling optimistic of a future where love and acceptance trump fear and judgement. Let's keep it moving forward. 

Gratitude Tuesday

I realize I usually write these posts on Wednesdays but I have just been feeling overwhelmed with gratitude for all things right now and felt the need to let it out right here. 

I'm having one of those moments where it feels like everything in the universe has aligned and I feel so peaceful and grounded. 

I'm back in the swing of editorial work, running around the city from showroom to showroom- seeing so many beautiful collections. I've got one of my favorite assistants with me & work just doesn't feel like work. 

My daughter is becoming a spicy and spunky little toddler (makes for a rocky transition) but I'm grateful to see her independence pushing through. 

My mom is able to travel into the city for a few days and babysit which feels like a win-win. 

I've been feeling so super grateful for my friendships too-I spent the better part of the last 2 weeks trying to see old friends and have reconnected with a few I haven't seen in years. It feels good to pick up right where we left off. 

Life is feeling groovy and good right now. 

Thank you universe. 

Yin-Yang

I have such a love hate relationship with New York. Some days its almost manic how much I can find this city simultaneously thrilling and repulsive. I spent the weekend rediscovering neighborhoods with my daughter and walking this city top to bottom.  There are moments when I am overcome with gleaming adoration for a quiet cobblestone street, beautiful brownstones covered in ivy, chic locals hanging around sidewalk cafes and then I can turn a corner and become so sickened by the  Louboutin wearing tourists cramming their bodies into dresses 3 sizes to small, drowning in department store perfume staggering all over the Meatpacking district. I have nostalgia for the old New York. The dirty, wild, gritty New York. The city that didn't feel like a suburb had moved into it. The city where mom & pop shops could flourish and weren't replaced by banks and Dunkin Donuts. But to all things there is a cycle and I realize, it takes the yin and the yang to make me adore this city, makes me continue my equal passions of love and hate and keeps me from ever getting complacent. Which is exactly why I moved here in the first place. 

Birth Warrior.

One of my nearest & dearest childhood friends just gave birth to a beautiful baby girl today and I am feeling giddy with love and excitement. 

Welcome to the world Frankie Wilder Brown, you chose real well. 

Thats all.