LIFE
// Collection N Ffifteen
This print is still a work in progress, but here's a sneak peek on what to expect for Collection N Fifteen. Wings, and a monochrome color palette. Happy Wednesday! x-C
// the art of comparing yourself
Anyone else sitting on social media right now and comparing, wait no admiring, I hate the word comparing, admiring someone else and wishing you were in their shoes? I used do it all the time. More so on my days of extreme self doubt. It's like this downward spiral that usually needs a glass of whiskey and a love story to get me feeling normal again. It's hard to think for yourself, and as someone who constantly pushing herself to think innovatively, thinking for yourself takes time. I received an email this morning from a reader [hi!] who asked how I handle the pressure of social media. I'm an artist, therefore will constantly change and perfect my craft. Social media used to make me feel like I'm not working fast enough. Trying to catch up however just put me on a never ending hamster wheel. So how do I handle the pressures of social media? I don't, because there is no pressure. We have all the time in the world to do what we love, and the moment you realize this the social media world seems to slow down as well. So whenever you get overwhelmed, put your head down and get back to work. And work for yourself not for anyone else. That authenticity will eventually shine through in time. I say time, because it really does take time. Time isn't there to discourage you, it's there to help, and give you the freedom to find who you are. Nothing happens overnight and I'm so happy it doesn't. Think free people. x -C
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missing these peeps.
// Location: New York City, after the Victoria Beckham show
It's fashion month and I can't wait to hit the streets. It's been a while since I've taken out the camera. I haven't really taken photos never mind make a video in ages. All of this textile business has taken over my entire brain. There are certain shows that attract the best fashion, Victoria Beckham's is one of them. I usually like to pick someone out of the crowd who I feel looks super cool, and follow them. I loved her style from the minute she walked out of the show. For the past two years I've been sitting in the photographers pit shooting runway, I can't wait for the day to sit front row at one of these shows. Victoria Beckham's would be nice. And Chanel Couture. And Alice Temperley. And Givenchy. And Alexander McQueen. And Alexander Wang. And Public School. And Yeezy. I can go on.
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Traveling from Hoboken to New York City during the day is lovely, traveling at night... mmm not so much. It took Dan and I two hours to get to Sam's birthday in Brooklyn last night. There was light at the end of that tunnel [there always is], a strong vodka soda and dancing. So much Michael Jackson last night, so fantastic. Alright, Dan is yelling at me from the bedroom to get ready for brunch. The world is going to end if we don't leave right now. Too bad [sips on her coffee]. Happy weekend x -C
// Kickboxing
Thursday night ass kicking. I double layered all the Nike gear I could find [aka found a pair of Dan's Nike sweatpants that have now been stolen] and tried out the CKO kickboxing class two blocks from home. It was a full.body.workout. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing, so as any dancer would do, tried to copy the guy beside me... who was a professional. Anyway I looked absolutely ridiculous and am officially hooked. Until this weekend CKO kickboxing. x -C
// Collection N Fifteen
At this point I can't give you an exact date for the launch of Collection N Fifteen. I'll be taking my sweet ass time with this one. The past three collections have introduced me to my style and laid a foundation. Now it's time I take what I've learned and push myself. So I introduce you to Collection N Fifteen with the question I keep asking myself when paint first hits paper, "What will you do with your new set of wings?".
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// Location: Hoboken
I think this place is actually called "biggest slice in Jersey". And they were. Rach and I stumbled here after dinner and drinks, naturally. I love nights outs with Rachel. She's a [Canadian] TV personality who's gonna be something pretty special one day. Not that she isn't already now. We literally spent our night talking about the future, where we see ourselves, and then would tell each other stories at how our life is going to look. The drunker we got the more ridiculous the stories became. My story of our lives yesterday sounded something like this - "You're gonna fly into Paris from your movie shoot in LA on my private jet for my runway show. And I'll have my stylist or myself have an outfit all ready for you at Hotel Costes where I'll have my entire crew set up". The crazy thing is, that could actually come true. I can recall many many nights years ago talking about how I'm going to move to New York and become a textile designer. I'm living that story. We spent the walk home talking in English accents. Sometimes I feel the more I practice the higher my chances are of getting one. Makes sense right? Boyfriends are fun, but there is nothing like girl time.
// New York City
This is one of my favourite views of new york. Looks small enough to not feel intimidated by it, and large enough to be mesmerized by all that concrete. I'm not sure if it's my new hour commute into the city from Hoboken [yes, I've moved] but all this concrete is making me feel tired. I'm ready for a change, something that can fly me to a different country. A different accent would be nice. I don't understand people who don't feel a need to travel. One foot in a new country, and *snap* the world seems 1 million times larger than you thought it was. Suddenly everyhting you've learned or thought you knew goes right in the garbage and you start fresh. Yesterday I had a wonderful meeting in the LES [Lower East Side]. I'm working on a new custom wallpaper project [does the harlem shake], and we were brainstorming ways we can really push the envelope with design, when it dawned on me that I've fallen in that trap. That Pinterest trap for inspiration. I found myself referencing images I've found rather than things I've actually seen. Those things are two completely different things. So I've decided at this very moment it's time for a trip. I'm not sure where. But it's time for me to start exploring again. I want to make sure I keep my ideas new and fresh and innovative. Going right to source is probably the best way to do that. Is it weird that my mind went straight to London? Just what I need more concrete.