Spent Valentine's Day at The Beekman. It was like stepping into another era: a rare glimpse into old New York, a world away from an existence dictated by screens and scrolling in favor for the slow. And the decadent, of course. Rich textures and opulent details, forever scented (and cemented) into ... Read More
The Eye is Not Satisfied with Seeing
A predictable topic for the inaugural 2022 post would've been one on 2021 reflections or New Year manifestations, but I was sick for the better part of the week and quite frankly, in no mood (much less in any condition) to tap into the vulnerability or earnestness required for introspection. ... Read More
New York, New York
I've missed you, New York. . . . xx ... Read More