Sweet sentiments on this week's scents. I'm writing this from the plane, nearly halfway to L.A. after a week in Jersey—my second trip back to the East Coast in less than a month. In my twenties, stints like this would’ve been less taxing (glamorous, even, to be a Bustling Bicoastal Creative: ... Read More
Postcards from New York
A late afternoon at the MoMA. Pit stop at C.O. Bigelow. The rest lives in my head, not my camera roll. Sent from my iPhone. . . . xx ... Read More
The Review: Frederic Malle Musc Ravageur
I find it sweet that no matter how logical, jaded, or pessimistic we think we've become, the human collective manages to shed all cynicism just before the New Year. Even if you don't subscribe to resolutions or actively believe in manifestations, there's an underlying hope that time of year ... Read More