as both a photographic project and to let you into my world, here are a few snaps from my home bedroom. i’ve always collected, not hoarded, tchotchkes from various travels, either mine or those of others. i like to be surrounded by interesting things, things that tell a story, that make me remember everything from the vacation when i bought that turtle or when my friend brought that bracelet back from her trip to peru. they evoke certain emotions, which is why i only display happy things. there’s my bookcase, lined with my classics, the ever growing family of matroyshkas and turtles, select photos, a stack of pretty macaron boxes, and stuffed animals, amongst other things. there’s a story behind each piece in my room and i couldn’t have it any other way. if you can believe it, i often go through the contents of my room, making sure that every one is relevant and that things don’t get cluttered–in other words, my favorites. what’s in your room?
as we speak i’m in nyc with my mom as we prepare for BEA! i couldn’t be any more excited to spend the next four days in a city i love so much and with some of my favorite people. today we enjoyed blowouts at dry bar and then spent three and a half hours at dinner with one of my mom’s friends from high school–so cool. see you soon.
when my mom told me about the providence perfume co. i almost couldn’t believe it. well believe it. this place is simply amazing. from the moment we stepped it chanra, the shops owner and perfumer extraordinaire, was warm and welcoming. i poked around a bit at chanra’s natural perfume selection, however, what really intrigued me was the opportunity to create my own scent, which i aptly named “a midsummer night’s dream” because it remind me of the perfect june day. chanra was extremely kind in answering all of my questions but ultimately we created a fragrance that is all my own and feels perfect! i learned all about infused alcohols, base notes, middle notes, and top notes–how cool is that? now if i told you what was in my blend it wouldn’t be a surprise, but perhaps this is because i also can’t remember one of the ingredients… luckily chanra keeps a catalogue of her client’s mixtures just to be safe!
i’m ashamed that i’ve been completely lacking in what i post to this section, sorry. luckily i have a great restaurant to share with you this time and hopefully next time i’m home i’ll write up a few more! the grange, which opened several weeks ago in providence’s west side, is absolutely perfect. the decor insists a vibe just like relaxing at the home of an old friend. that is if you have a friend who knows how to seamlessly decorate with reclaimed pieces and doesn’t seem at all pretentious. and the food! who could forget the food? i like to think of their menu as select, not small. my mom and i ate from the day menu, which is comprised of lovely brunch-y options such as: tofu breakfast tacos, poached fruit with yogurt, and a soup du jour (mine was lentil mushroom). after the meal we stopped by the coffee window where i indulged in an artfully brewed soy latte and oh it was good. this nook is positively adorable as you can either access it by crossing the dinning room or from the side entrance if you’re just stopping by. one last thing… the staff was very friendly, which isn’t something you typically get with these sorts of places, just saying.
i love paris, i really do. after spending a semester really living in the city i feel a bizarre connection that i don’t think i would have otherwise. it’s impossible for me to believe that this point in my life was almost a year ago but it was. when my parents surprised me with this trip i couldn’t even believe it– i was going to berlin, where i had never been before, and paris, where i couldn’t wait to get back to! this time around my mom and i got to do exactly what we wanted to without the pressure of feeling like we needed to see certain things. of course we revisited d’orsay and sacre coeur but that’s because we wanted to, not out of guilt or pressure. though we got to a lot of fun things, this was definitely the more relaxing leg of our trip, except for that time that i got pooped on by a bird. yup, you heard that right. i was so excited to show my mom around st. martin’s canal and while i stopped to take a photo of some awesome graffiti i felt something hit my head. i said, “ow, that hurt” and figured that it was a nut or something. luckily a few minutes later my mom noticed it and managed to get me a blowout at a salon down the street. this was the first time this has ever happened to me and though i felt like i was going to throw up, my mom helped me stay calm and the rest of our trip was fantastic. see you later paris!