October 9, 2014
I have a problem. One I'm sure your familiar with. I want to exercise and I want to be fit but I just haven't found my way of doing it. That is, I can't really find a form of exercise I love. For the past two years, I've been praciticing yoga on and off. I love the stretch but really hate the scene. To me, the yoga culture in New York is somewhat cult-like; instructors become idols and it feels like everyone is just trying to show off how they can hold their handstand for like, half a second. Congratulations! For a while, I was just trying to look past all of the hulabaloo but it bothered me so much that it kind of turned me off to the whole thing. At home, I stretch on Nico's yoga mat but still want something more. Essentially, I want to really be in love and comitted to a health and fitness routine but I just don't know where to begin. Any advice?
"Stretching" by Emily Isabella.
September 24, 2014
As I was enjoying the infinite scroll on my Instagram this morning, I came cross Delpozo's Spring 2015 collection. I'm a fan of tulle in every shape and form but especially when it's adorned with ornamental leaves, flowers, etc. Naturally, Delpozo's collection spoke to me because of the balance the collection finds between masculine and feminine. Masculine shapes like collard shirts are brought back to a feminine state by the use of tulle, muted tones, and appliqué. Quite beautiful, I think!
View the full collection at Style.com
September 20, 2014
I very clearly remember the bathroom in our apartment by Dadeland Mall. It was a standard jack-and-jill bathroom whose walls heard the screams of a pain that up until that moment, I had never experienced. As my mom warmed the wax, applied it to the supposed-to-be negative space between my two brows, my body tensed up anticipating the pain. My sister giggled. Aaaand pull! WAPASH! The pain! The horror! I looked in the mirror. My uni-brow was gone! Amazing! For the rest of my youth, we'd repeat this process every other week. If I was really unlucky, she'd go for the space under my brows but above my lids. What I liked to call the death zone.
Before my years of waxing. Those years' solution? Blunt bangs.
Although I hated every moment of this pain it was a total necessity. Untouched, my brows resemebled those fuzzy catepillars that infiltrate your backyard garden in the spring. Had I not endured the pain, I'm pretty sure my brows would have made like a New York City scaffold and blocked all the light causing a dark shadow to be cast upon my whole view! Besides, this was the 90s when your popularity was somehow contingent upon the thiness of your eyebrows.
So why do I bring this up? Well, earlier today I was reading the Facebook comments of this Refinery 29 article. Instead of making some snarky comment about how the before and after pictures look absolutely the same (sorry but they do!) one commenter named Hollie wrote:
"These ppl should be more worried about their caterpillar eye brows than their skin.. Just saying… Lol"Her comment got to me! Specifically because the models' eyebrows were not even that caterpillar-y and tt brought back those memories I recounted in my first paragraph. So like any good Millenial, I clicked on her name and took a look at her Facebook pictures trying to find something wrong with her. Right away, I noticed her eyebrows were thinner than the new iPhone 6 and had as much space in between them as that Dave Mathews Band song always talks about.
I thought about replying to her comment with something just as snarky but I didn't; instead I decided to write this post. And it got me thinking. So what if those model's eyebrows were fuzzy and brown? That's the way they they were meant to be--on their face and you know what, they look great. Same goes for me. Two years ago, I decided to stop waxing my brows and only use a tweezer to clean them up. And for the first time in my life, I'm actually happy with my brows. They're the size they were meant to be and although after years of waxing my uni-brow has kind of dissapeared, I love my bushy brows! As for Hollie, her brows were meant to be thin and separated--that's why they grow that way and I'm thinking we should all love thy brows! No matter what shape, no matter what size. Thankfully though, I have a trend to back my naturally thick brows up.
Top photo by Bon Appetit staff photographer, Alex Lau. That's my hand working on the Chairman's brows.
September 16, 2014
Welcome to my age-old dilemma. The one where I debate the pros and cons of buying sometimes designer, always expensive, higher-end clothing. Is it worth it? Let's discus..
Although my salary leaves me with little $$ to go shopping at Creatures of Comfort, I can't help but feel attracted to the silhouettes and fabrics that contemporary/high end designers put out. Every time I walk into Barney's there's one item I always think about splurging on. Problem is, I can't help but think about the fact that it's $400 and who knows how many times I'll wear it before it goes out of style?
That's not to say I don't love shopping at High Street stores. However, my thought process is a bit different there. Shops like Zara and H&M are great for really trendy pieces like heather gray sweatpants and tulle tutus. I drop $70 and it's like I have a whole new closet. Sill, multiple transactions of $70 eventually adds up to $400. Instead of buying the sweatpants and tulle tutus that'll only be in fashion for a month, why not splurge on that perfectly boxy dress by A.P.C?
And so, I really battle with this; should I limit my spending to more expensive, quality pieces that will last me a lifetime (or so I hope. But quality control is a different conversation that deserves its own post)? Or should I get over my attraction to Barney's and buy more trendy pieces, more often and just shop by trends.
Lately, I've been doing a mix with more of a focus on higher-end. For so long, I found myself buying things from H&M and Zara and only wearing them once or twice before I was over them. My recently purchased Rachel Comey dress which was more than it should be (even on sale!) is classic and well-made. Although I can't decide if I find myself wearing it more than twice because it cost so damn much!
What's your take?
September 3, 2014
The other day I woke up with a giant pimple on my upper cheek. It was the size of Russia, as red as a cherry pie and quite noticeable. Having about an hour to get ready for work, I spent the next fifty minutes cleansing, exfoliating and moisturizing hoping that a clean, polished face was the answer to ridding myself of the behemoth that had taken up residence on my face.
Days passed and though I kept a strict face-washing schedule, my pimple proved harder to evict than a squatter. At that point, I decided to try something different: For the next few days, I would let go of my usual regiment and instead simply wash my face one a day. No moisturizers. No face oil. Nothing!
To my surprise, my anti-regiment worked. Although a little red dot remains, it's nothing near what it used to be and seems to be getting better. I was surprised mainly because we're sold products thinking this cleanser will keep your face clean and that moisturizer will keep your face glowing. Sometimes, I forget that our bodies sometimes really do have the power to cure themselves. My foray with the pimple was a much needed reminder.
Today, my skin is a bit dry so I've decided to start using my moisturizer again. Still, I'm thinking of ignoring my regiment like an unsolicited phone call and locking away the products. I'll let you know how it goes.
July 30, 2014
July 29, 2014
Recently though, Nicholas has been burning Palo Santo wood sticks. Considered the 'holy wood', healers and shamans of all kinds burn these sticks in order to remove bad energies. Even if you're all good in the bad-energy-removing department, I will say these sticks do smell nice. They give off a mild sandalwood and citrus scent that leaves our home smelling really pleasant.
Photo from here.