Wednesday, July 1, 2015

The Garden District | New Orleans

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Zadig & Voltaire blouse // SHOP SIMILAR
See by Chloe skirt // SHOP SIMILAR
Teva sandals // SHOP HERE
Ela Raye choker // SHOP HERE
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Oh hey, New Orleans. Oh how I've missed you so! I miss your smiles and your friendliness. I miss your endless heat that curls around my neck and rises above my head. I miss your canopied streets that make me feel so safe from anything bad. I miss your pops of bold tones around every corner And I miss the things that you have allowed me to put into my belly. I will remember it all! Most of all, I'll miss the friends I've made because of you. We met up with New Orleans-based jewelry designer Sarah of Saint Claude at her amazing home in the heart of the historical Garden District. Her guest home seconds as her at-home work studio and it was absolutely phenomenal. The perfect little retreat from the crazy nights of the French Quarter. So homey and cozy; you get the feeling that everyone knows everyone. And that is exactly true. The Garden District was so unlike anything I've ever witnessed before, yet it felt so familiar. Probably from all the movies I've watched based in the South. It was kind of a mind trip. This neighborhood that used to be full of plantations is now filled with unique Victorian-style homes. Each one fenced off and full of personality shining bright from within. I tried to sneak a peek inside each one to see what kind of stories it might contain. Each so lush. It was almost as if each home was alive and able to speak all on its own.

We asked Sarah what was cool in the neighborhood, and that we were ready for a nice glass of wine. She knew exactly the type of place we were looking for and drove us out to the up-and-coming Bywater neighborhood of New Orleans. You can kind of call it the Williamsburg of the city. Sounded great to me! Bacchanal Wine was a joint made in heaven. You walk into what seems like just a normal wine shop and you get to go crazy! Choose your own bottle and some cheeses to match, and the crew will whip up a cheese, bread and meat plate to your liking to go with your wine. We enjoyed all the deliciousness in the delightful backyard full of tables and lights tangled in the trees while a live band played something that sounded out of this world, yet still jazzy in that classic New Orleans way. 

We went and danced in the streets and danced in the bars all night long in the French Quarter after wards to burn off all the wine and bread we consumed. Trumpets and saxophones and everything oh my. We danced until we couldn't dance anymore. Still, we woke up early for French donuts, called beignets, and a big Southern brunch at Elizabeth's Restaurant, which was recommended to us by Sarah. I had the fire green tomatoes and poached eggs. I nearly keeled over from happiness. It was also located in the Bywater area. I highly encourage you all who plan on visiting New Orleans to try this savory spot out! Famous for its bacon!

In just one full day, we felt like we got a glimpse at the best of the best in New Orleans. But I'm not at all done with the city yet, as that was just a taste. I'll be dancing to that soulful saxophone in my dreams until next time. 

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Bold As Love

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Vintage silk blouse from Salvation Army in Birmingham, Alabama
Love Shack Fancy mini skirt // SHOP HERE
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Since I haven't lived in California in over 4 years, it's not often that I find myself in a place where there is nothing but miles and miles of open land surrounding me on all sides. So when I come across places like this, I take hold for as long as I can. I run in all directions with my eyes closed because I know there is nothing to knock me down, and that there is nothing that I will run into or trip over (unless it's just my own two feet, which actually happens quite often). I love the melodic sound of cars and trucks zipping by on the freeway. It's like everything keeps going on and moving forward while you get to stay in a moment of peace that is separate from everything else. Anxieties and stress is in the cars passing by as opposed to in your mind for those minutes your feet are digging deep into the earth beneath you. Go out and try it next time you find the chance to jump into a field on the side of the freeway. Stand in the middle, close your eyes and lean your head back. Listen to all that is around you, yet at the same time drown the sounds out with your thoughts of how good it feels to be where you are standing. Even just for a little bit. 

And here are some lyrics to one of my favorite Jimi Hendrix songs, because the blouse I'm wearing was purchased purely because of the fact that I felt like Jimi would have worn it to perform onstage. This is the reason behind many of my vintage purchases. And there you go. 

Anger, he smiles,
towering in shiny metallic purple armour
Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground

Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted,
They quietly understand
Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on
But they're all bold as love, yeah, they're all bold as love
Yeah, they're all bold as love
Just ask the axis

My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war,
and ribbons of euphoria
Orange is young, full of daring,
But very unsteady for the first go round
My yellow in this case is not so mellow
In fact I'm trying to say it's frigthened like me
And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh,
Giving my life to a rainbow like you
But, I'm eh , yeah, I'm bold as love

- Jimi Hendrix, Bold As Love


Monday, June 29, 2015

The City of New Orleans


New Orleans, Louisana was one of the most visually stimulating places I've ever had the pleasure to visit so far, apart from Puerto Rico. The classic French architecture told stories  of mystery, intrigue, romance and triumph with very curved iron arch and every rectangular window. And I found the city to be one of the most musically infused. I found myself dancing to some sort of beat around every corner I took a turn at. Live music pouring out of the open bars. Full on jazz bands playing in the middle of the streets, or on a sidewalk at a busy intersection. No matter what, you had to stop to watch. And you can't help but feel apart of it as the heat rises from the ground and the sweat gather on your back and your hair starts to stick to the sides of your face. A city where it is very obvious that it's charm lies where the old meets the new, and nothing is lost in-between the story telling. The colors, the people, the smells and the tastes all mixed up together and rolling in and out of its French-influenced streets of The French Quarter. There's nothing not to love about New Orleans, and I have a lot more to share soon from our one day tour of the city that I hope to be visiting soon again :)