Posts Tagged: lookbook
Bessie And The Lamb: A Parable In 5 Gears
My personal parable has nothing to do with wild horses and dodging the draft. My story is of the simple misfortune of my car engine locking on me in the middle of the road, and that misfortune giving me the good fortune of knowing the kindness of a friend.
Bessie And The Lamb: A Parable In 5 Gears
My personal parable has nothing to do with wild horses and dodging the draft. My story is of the simple misfortune of my car engine locking on me in the middle of the road, and that misfortune giving me the good fortune of knowing the kindness of a friend.
Marrakech is Magic
“As you set out for Ithaka, ask that the voyage is a long one…”
The journey to Marrakech by way of the desert took us 3 days. By the time we made it to Marrakech, the final leg of my “30 Becomes Her Tour” as I dubbed this year’s round of intercontinental gallivanting, we were undoubtedly rich in our knowledge of Morocco. The magic was all in the getting there…
Marrakech is Magic
“As you set out for Ithaka, ask that the voyage is a long one…”
The journey to Marrakech by way of the desert took us 3 days. By the time we made it to Marrakech, the final leg of my “30 Becomes Her Tour” as I dubbed this year’s round of intercontinental gallivanting, we were undoubtedly rich in our knowledge of Morocco. The magic was all in the getting there…
A Hymn for Autumn
An homage to autumn in a look, featuring a stand-out piece by Ghanaian designer, Aya Morrison, taken outside the historic Kehoe House in beguiling Savannah Georgia.
A Hymn for Autumn
An homage to autumn in a look, featuring a stand-out piece by Ghanaian designer, Aya Morrison, taken outside the historic Kehoe House in beguiling Savannah Georgia.
Frye Day
As today is Friday, corny though it may sound, I have decided to share some photos from The Frye Company’s flagship store opening in Atlanta from a few weeks back. The leather apparel company, established in 1886, has opened up shop in Atlanta’s new play ground, Ponce City Market. Vogue magazine co-sponsored the well-attended evening of cocktails, canapés and bootstraps.
Frye Day
As today is Friday, corny though it may sound, I have decided to share some photos from The Frye Company’s flagship store opening in Atlanta from a few weeks back. The leather apparel company, established in 1886, has opened up shop in Atlanta’s new play ground, Ponce City Market. Vogue magazine co-sponsored the well-attended evening of cocktails, canapés and bootstraps.
The Dizziness of A Soul Made Visible Sans Artifice
“The dizziness of a soul made visible by artifice” are the words poet Stéphane Mallarmé employed to describe of art of Modern Dance pioneer Loie Fuller… Everything in this dizzying world turns in the gyre, like Ms. Fuller herself, hopefully spinning ever toward light.
The Dizziness of A Soul Made Visible Sans Artifice
“The dizziness of a soul made visible by artifice” are the words poet Stéphane Mallarmé employed to describe of art of Modern Dance pioneer Loie Fuller… Everything in this dizzying world turns in the gyre, like Ms. Fuller herself, hopefully spinning ever toward light.
Living Off The Wall
When the world Is on your shoulder Gotta straighten up your act and boogie down If you can’t hang with the feeling Then there ain’t no room for you this part of town ‘Cause we’re the party people night
Living Off The Wall
When the world Is on your shoulder Gotta straighten up your act and boogie down If you can’t hang with the feeling Then there ain’t no room for you this part of town ‘Cause we’re the party people night
Impression: Stormrise
Impressionism’s Impression on me in the Windy City and this stormy season of my life…
Impression: Stormrise
Impressionism’s Impression on me in the Windy City and this stormy season of my life…
Comfortably Dressed for Greed
When my friend, Travis, offered to take me out for one of most favourite things to do — omakase — at Atlanta’s most talked-about sushi outpost, there was no way I was leaving anything to chance: I had to be prepared; I had to wear something roomy enough to contain my greed.
Comfortably Dressed for Greed
When my friend, Travis, offered to take me out for one of most favourite things to do — omakase — at Atlanta’s most talked-about sushi outpost, there was no way I was leaving anything to chance: I had to be prepared; I had to wear something roomy enough to contain my greed.
Blue Dunes: Sailing the Sahara
They did not strike me as melancholic, the camels. Perhaps aloof, withdrawn, displaying deep lassitude even as they masticated, ceaselessly, their cud. But not melancholic. Before one can wake up to the Sahara, one must first arrive: we did so by camel, Farida and I. Dropped off at the shore of the dunes by our driver Abou, we were met by our camel guide, Hamou, a laconic boy of malt-coloured skin who appeared far too young to be so at home in the wilderness. He was ostensibly as emotionally removed from the wonder as the new humped friends with whom he greeted us.
Blue Dunes: Sailing the Sahara
They did not strike me as melancholic, the camels. Perhaps aloof, withdrawn, displaying deep lassitude even as they masticated, ceaselessly, their cud. But not melancholic. Before one can wake up to the Sahara, one must first arrive: we did so by camel, Farida and I. Dropped off at the shore of the dunes by our driver Abou, we were met by our camel guide, Hamou, a laconic boy of malt-coloured skin who appeared far too young to be so at home in the wilderness. He was ostensibly as emotionally removed from the wonder as the new humped friends with whom he greeted us.
Le Nozze
Buongiorno from breathtaking Taormina, Sicilia! I have been away from blogging for a time, and will be for a while longer for with sunrises such as that which I am witnessing as I type, I am afraid this clavier shall
The Ecstatic Flash 