OUTFITS

THE HOURS

Paris

If I look tired in these photos it’s because I was…because I am. Time is on my mind and I’m not talking about the long term, I’m talking about the limited number of hours in the day and week. Also in limited supply is energy, which need be spent just as wisely. In the last several months, partly greed and partly fear…

POCKET OF SUNSHINE

Paris

Sun in Paris in winter is an extremely rare commodity. When it comes out I get anxious because I know it’s about to run away before I can get outside and catch some of it…

PRECIOUS TIME

Paris

Time is so good at escaping me these days. It seems I spend more of it overwhelmed by all the work before me right now that I lose time actually doing it. No time to think, just do. In life there are three parts to our time…

ELSEWHERE

Paris

It’s been a while since I’ve been here, and I don’t like staying away so long. This place is like the heart of all the things I do. Somehow so many things spring from it, and most the rest comes back to it, in one way or another…

VINTAGE AMOUR

Paris

Years ago when I moved to Paris, vintage was a bit of an obsession. I was a student with an insatiable appetite for clothing and next to zero income to sustain it. Luckily, I lived in the Marais (and still do) where vintage shops, called friperies here, are bountiful with prices more friendly than the rest of the stores…

SIX YEARS

PARIS

Six years have come and gone just like that here. How they could feel so long and go so quick all at once is the mystery of life. Your twenties is when you feel like your own life as an adult really begins…