


Sometimes, I actually do dough >.< [Apple Cider doughnuts from Wilkens Fruit & Fir Farm]
“I know you want the Auuudi, I know you wanna go to Mauuui.”
Don’t really want the Audi, but I could always go to Maui. I like Drake in waves and right now it’s high tide.
Making trails.
We live in an age where our digital trail follows us everywhere. Nothing is ever “deleted” from the Internet and there seems to always be a way to trace activity. Scary? Yes. A threat? Often. But we do it anyway. Putting things on the Internet openly is like taking a risk. Living on the edge. If someone wanted to they could piece it together and figure you out but let’s hope ain’t nobody got time for that.
I’m leaving a trail. A digital one and a paper one for myself to trace back and figure out if the time comes that I want to do that. I’ll take pictures to post to Instagram and connect them to stories in my sketchbook. They sometimes sit with comments made by friends on Facebook and the real story might be told through words in this blog. Until then everything will remain a mystery. It’s just as much a mystery for myself as it is for anyone else. For many people this means nothing, but for me, it’s everything.
Nothing was the same.
New chapters are being written and the sky is watching over you.
Details in the fabric. #LOVEANGELES


This month started at The Covell in Hollywood. Here we found flowers, friends, water, wine, lace and love. Lots of love to my dear friend Allie and her new husband. Another start of something new. New is trending hard this month. Watch out, it might get to you too!
Birthday is over, its Monday, October 19. The weekend brought so many things and I can’t recap right now because I should be working on a few important projects. Instead, I am thinking about moments like this when you’re walking in a dark street mixed between dark warehouses, brownstone houses, and the middle-of-nowhere “Cocktail Truck” with string lights and fenced off yard. The moment you know you need to take a picture because who know when you’ll see this sight again. After all, it was Bed-Stuy and when am I ever out there?
It’s crystal clear I’m still in awe with the city and that’s good. All it means is there will always be something to look forward to seeing again.
