03/01/2013 § 13 Comments
I do hope this post finds you as thankful as I am for all that 2012 had in store for us. Like most years, 2012 was something of a mixed bag. We had highest highs, lowest lows and everything in between. We cried a little, laughed a lot, and learned a bit more about ourselves. We loved, we lost, and we moved on. We grew.
Most of all, I am grateful this year for the support of my amazing family and friends, grateful for the lovely new people I’ve met via this tiny corner of the interwebs that I call home, and grateful for fresh starts and a sparkling clean 2013. Here’s to the happiest of new years, my dears!
Getting down to business: Where on earth have I been for two weeks? I took a much-needed trip home for the holidays to Los Angeles to relax and recharge and visit my family, and while I was there I decided to take an unplanned break in honor of the holidays, which included my birthday. I spent a lot of time driving around some of my old haunts, visiting with friends and perfecting my Wii dance moves with my 9 year-old nieces. I also had time to take a few quick pictures with photographer Idris Erba, a friend I’ve had for more than a decade — and as you can see in the pictures he took, the weather in LA was pretty idyllic.
Wearing: scarf: J.Press lambswool scarf (25% off!) || blazer: vintage || shirt: J.Crew chambray work shirt || denim: Uniqlo || bag: Lotuff Leather (c/o) || watch: Form Function Form button stud weekender (c/o)
I also wanted to share a few photos from my trip home that I took via Instagram. Snapped in Hollywood, Silverlake, Downtown, Long Beach and Manhattan Beach, they represent some of my very favorite moments.
On trips home I frequently get asked when I’m going to finally tire of New York — the cost! the weather! the people! the subways! — and move back west. Perhaps west coasters imagine that New York is something to suffer through, to thicken your skin and toughen up a bit. All I know is that if I still get that thrill down my spine when I catch that first glimpse of the Manhattan skyline when I return from being out of town, I must still be in the right place. Los Angeles has plenty to offer, and will always have a very special piece of my heart, but Manhattan has her hooks in me and she isn’t ready — just yet — to let me go.