I opened my eyes this morning feeling sleepier than usual. I rolled over to the view of New York City outside my bedroom window, and then smiled at the thought of coffee. My coffee addiction has gotten worse in my older age. I need at least two cups to bypass my caffeine deficient headache. My plane got in late last night from Toronto. The trains from Newark airport weren't the fastest either. It's summer in the city, which means things [and by things I mean the city] start to slow down, the subways start to make them harder to take due to their gross sticky-ness, and when Friday hits I would like to be on a train with Dan to somewhere with a beach - all this just in time for my birthday. Which is today [hence the collage above, bts from my last year]. Twenty Seven. Can you even believe it. Life as a 26 year old has taught me a few very important things, work hard, then work harder, breathe, enjoy the rewards, dirty martinis are delicious but sneaky, sleep, repeat.
Life at 26 was all about work. Launching my first collection, the opportunities I've had with sick collaborations, being apart of a growing family, and meeting the most incredible people who have been not only interested in my work, but unbelievably supportive- I feel lucky. I've laid down a foundation that is all ready for the tiles to be put down [Candice Kaye Designed tiles of course]. I've spent two years away from my family [and missing home], two years of chasing sleep, and zero trips to Soho to shop for new clothes, so cheers to more shopping trips and more sleep for 27 [insert Fight Song by Rachel Platten] Happy Monday x -C
