A Little Pick-Me-Up

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When I say a pick-me-up I don’t mean coffee, I mean shoes. I’m sure that goes for a lot of people?  They always make me feel so good. Anyway, I snagged these for $12.99 at Zara. Yes. $12.99. So, already that makes me love them even more. And they are just what I wanted to lift my spirits since it is still winter and I am still recovering from shoulder surgery.

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Lace-up boots and booties bring me back to a time in my childhood when I found a pair of lace-up heels in my mom’s closet and wore them around the house pretending to be a grown woman. Those were circa 1989. Who knew my little fantasy would come to fruition.

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Wearing Zara shoes|Free People top|Zara denim

 

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This Morning

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 Wearing Free People denim | Macy’s cold shoulder sweater | K2 beanie

My everyday uniform for as long as I can remember is ripped jeans, a light sweater and vest, rain boots and a beanie. Having grown up on a farm since I was five, I’ve learned to dress in a versitile way and in a way where I didn’t mind getting a little dirty. Whether it’s sunny or rainy a good pair of rain boots, or any boot for that matter, is necessary. 

The last few weeks have gifted the northeast with some really beautiful weather and not to mention the leaves have peaked with vibrant foliage right in my backyard. Each morning I look out as I’m having my coffee and just bask at how picturesque the landscape is, so this morning I decided I would take Hunter out to graze on the lush grass before winter starts to creep in. I love spending time with him as he quietly munches, the wind brushes through the grass and the birds welcome the beginning of the day.  This December will mark 10 years since the day I brought him home. I found him totally by chance, but I knew when I saw him he was meant to come home with me. 

 

Field of Dreams

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Wearing : Guess trench coat | H&M mini dress | Modern Vice boots

I love finding new brands that jog my imagination. I discovered Modern Vice boots at a women’s lifestyle event in New York City. The moment I walked into the venue my eyes cast upon these boots and was swept off my feet. I tried them on, and vowed to myself I would buy a pair as soon as I responsibly could.  I took a business card that day and months later had realized I was working in a showroom across the street.  I stopped in and got a tour of the factory and their entire showroom, needless to say I was in heaven, boot heaven. I decided on these boots which were custom made for me. Four weeks later, I got to take them home.

There’s a beauty to sharing the same passion with people, riding a wave of creative energy not knowing where it will go but continually portraying its essence in whatever way we can.

Cloudy Florals


Wearing Zara dress | Vince Camuto boots

Grey with clouds, the melancholy of autumn is seeping in. The weather is warm with the memory of summer, the trees more and more bare, a foreshadow of winter. Always in transition, I love this time of year.

Thoughts into Words

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Wearing Guess Denim | Zara Boots | Zara Top | Jacket gifted

Remember what it was to be young and hopeful. Always try to hone that feeling in. In the last few years so much has changed in my adult life. I continue to struggle with what it is exactly I want to do or be as an adult, because my unconventional self cannot fit into the molds provided for me. I see myself surrounded by love and light in my present and my future so how do I live day to day with the struggles of my reality without clouding this beautiful perception? The amount of debt, hours worked and countless odds and ends to fix, address and complete stack up against me. I try to peer through the mist, the vines entangling my imagination of the best life possible for me and the people I love. I get small windows of clarity that keep me going, that remind me and help me recognize and re familiarize the truth within. The truth in this life is to remain compassionate to all, embrace what is life and not the things in it.

Highs and Lows

Wearing Zara at the Chelsea Piers

Name a dream that you had that came true. I remember when I was 10 I wished for an orange kitten and what do you know, after my 11 birthday me and my sister each got to pick a kitten, dad was mad but who can resist two curly-headed daughters with hopeful tears in their eyes when the hay farmer says he’s got kittens.

I felt like I had a power in me from a young age to get what I desired, if I put my mind to it. I got into the college I had always dreamed of, the most beautiful horse I had ever seen was all mine. One thing for certain is those events did not happen like some fairytale, I worked so hard to get into FIT and had a lot of hardships and turns in the road. And that horse I got? He was dumped at an auction unloved by his previous owner. The moment I met him he was angry and struck the wall when I said hello. We have an amazing connection now, he gave me the world and now I leave him behind on my family farm to grasp another dream, to live in New York City.

I tend to seek water when I’m in need of reflecting on my thoughts. This week has been a week of highs and lows, quite literally.  The weather did that whole let’s change seasons in twenty-four hours thing again. It was 65 degrees and then just like that we snapped back to subzero temperatures. The water is peaceful, vast, ever-changing; like life. The fluidity helps me to understand the drastic changes that can happen in the span of a week, like a promotion at work (I’m so excited) and helping someone find their dog who ran away. Everything in life is relevant to what you seek.

 

 

Cabin Fever

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Outfit: Jeans Guess | Top BCBG generation | Sweater Free People | Boots Aldo

Now is that time of year where i can’t wait to get up and get outside, the only thing holding me back is the winter weather New York has been having.  Being a native to New York, I am well aware that winter generally lasts through March, but around this time every year I start to crave sunshine and greenery.  I can feel the slight changes in the atmosphere as spring tries to move in,  the days are finally longer with the sun casting light until 5:30pm (yay!). Believe it or not I can actually hear spring birds singing in the city, something I thought was only an upstate privilege, but city birds sing too. I thought I dressed warm enough, covering all parts of my body with thigh high boots and a super cozy sweater, but only 10 minutes out the door and a blast of arctic air that swept my beenie right off my head, I darted right back to my cozy studio.  Maybe next time…

Faux Fur in Central Park

Coat: B.yu | Jeans: Kut from the Kloth | Boots: Frye

When I was a student at the Fashion Institute of Technology, I bought this fur coat from a sample sale.  My friend had been working for a showroom in the garment district and brought me with her to investigate the sales.  We hopped from showroom to showroom, nothing really catching my eye.  I saw this coat, wanted it, negotitated, and brought it home just to sit in my closet for three winters.  I honestly forgot how much I loved it, and thought about all of its missed opportunities to make an appearance.  Let’s just say we have a better relationship now.  I couldn’t go without posting it and had snapped a few quick pics on an iPhone 5s in Central Park.

Wanna-Be Equestrian

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Something that I absolutely love is that equestrian fashion is mainstream.  I always ran around town in my breeches and tall boots, but of course I had just gotten off a horse and not to mention I was not the cleanest.  With the aroma of the barn still attached to me, I wasn’t really going for any sort of look, but now it is perfecly acceptable to pair my Ariat boots and breeches with a stylish jacket and bright scarf.  Way to literally go form horse to social scene.

Jacket: Free People | Scarf: Zara | Bottoms: Ovation | Boots: Ariat