This time last year I felt like winter was never going to end. I was tired of walking through street corner slush and dodging ice patches (and falling from them too). Last winter I spent more time preparing to go outside than it was actually worth it. There were constant wet spots subway floors from wet snowy shoes and abandoned hats and gloves were dropped here and there. My hands were chapped like no other winter experience I ever had and my nose was like Rudolph’s just because. Weeks went by and all I saw was white, then brown, and then sometimes, yellow. Smells ranged from fresh to horrendous. I did make my first snow angel though and that was pretty worth it. The past two nights have fallen into the low 60’s and while that’s cold for here, it is nothing for over there. 

There was a duck phase in my past and I still have this blanket to prove it. It hides under an all-white bed now. Fifteen years old and so. damn. soft.  Today it also doubled as a photoshoot crime scene for this Matsumoto Studio post. A shout out to our big brother because he’s the only boy of this house and all us ladies love him.

On Maui you can go from the ocean to the mountains in an hour or less. You can from baking in the sand to enjoying crisp mountain air. I would have never realized this if I didn’t move away. Living from the west coast to the east coast you have to go F A R sometimes for a great escape. Especially in NYC. Woods and the water in the same day? We are really lucky to live here.

This is unlike me, but this needs to live here. Gecko courtesy of Wailuku Heights, Emoji placement thanks to Snapchat. Go ahead, make a meme.

Drake isn’t the only person who can play with words but he might be one of the first to start talking about #SummerSixteen. But before that, I have to talk about when he used to call me on my cellphone.

While that never happened, I can’t tell if I’m being a hater or an admirer. Well, definitely both. I’m confused because when Hotline Bling started ring-ring-ring-alinging out of speakers and radio stations everywhere I really didn’t like it. I didn’t really like that it was about some girl who started dissing Drake and started partying it up with who knows who. That might have been her wrong, but girls seem to always the target of bad news. Then I didn’t really know what I thought about the beat. But the designer in me thought, why pink? Then the music video came out and after having no expectations, I also felt like I would leave feeling something more than–“Was that it? Just Drake dancing real bad?” Nope. (more…)

In San Diego we knew what it meant to have the fog roll in. The sky disappeared and everything was less clear. Planes couldn’t land and crossed our fingers our late night arrivals did not end up in LA. Maui’s been extra voggy recently. That’s volcano + fog = VOG. The mountains are less clear and in some places disappear. We get this a lot on Maui, but this past week has made the sky extra voggy.  I’d take this over the street smoke in NYC any day.

Sisters. (and awkward hand candids.)