This feels like the very vortex, the center of what I’m creating as a place for followers and clients to get to know me. I have a point of view and a strong sense about things. A sense I’ve learned to trust without question. This #Sense, coupled with my focused interests and life experiences, allows me to define and evolve my own personal style – from my home, to my wardrobe, and including all of the tools I use to manage my life. I branded my Sense as a creative outlet – to write about what inspires me and to guide others who engage me for my #Sense.
Who we are begins with roots. Like many other kids, I ran away from mine as early and as fast as I could. I didn’t want my roots to define me. I learned though that there really isn’t an escape from where you start. But what you can do is find the positive in how it defines you. I’m the first to admit that my childhood was limited by growing up in a closeted and small region of the U.S. Regardless, there were a couple of specific people who shaped my heart and bones, and for that I’m long indebted. One person, my best friends’ mother, taught me kindness, love, understanding and ethics. The other, my mother, handed me music, the library, books and fashion magazines. I was rarely censored and she (most of the time) gave me wings. Although where we were located limited my options, she usually told me I could be whatever I wanted to be. Such is the way with mothers. She sort of made me into a piece of cooled broken glass and my second mom smoothed the edges. That’s where my story begins and it will continue to unfold throughout these pages.
Whatever Sensepires you, enjoy the journey, define your own or share mine.
How does one know when they’ve experienced an adventure? Money spent, distance traveled, a feeling of well-being, elation or exhaustion? Maybe some of all these things. Maybe none of them. When I’ve had an adventure, initially I’m filled with endorphins and euphoria. I probably smile a lot, and talk about it nonstop. But long …
I’ve spent a lot of time this year pondering wanderlust and adventuring. I had a rapturous taste of these things in 2014 and managed to keep that spirit alive in 2015. But it’s far from satiated. The hunger is only getting louder and more demanding. The things I want to see and do are …
The first weekend in June 2015 was the annual trek to one of my favorite cities in the world. This year I went with a very good friend of mine who actually was the first person I visited NYC with in late 1999. There is much to share about this adventure with nearly 18,000 concrete …
I feel like I’ve done a lot more talking about surf lately than other topics that fill my life. But today an interesting Adweek article landed in my Inbox about the power of social media and how it’s propelled today’s Millennial models in a way we haven’t seen since the days of Linda, Christy, Cindy …
The year that was 2014 really started out very, very, VERY bad, having lost a dear friend on Christmas – an event that would shape the lives of the people around me right up to Christmas 2014 and beyond. I learned a lot about myself dealing with a fresh type of grief, the kind that …
Extraordinary. Architectural. Breathtaking.
A very good friend of mine sent me this picture knowing that it would resonate with me. I can argue that it does. Travel is like love…
One of the questions I’m asked most is “what does my closet need?”. Generally the list doesn’t vary much from stylist to stylist, and given the number of books written on the subject, I’m not giving away any trade secrets by including my own recommendations here. First I want to note that I’m not suggesting …
What an amazing September it’s been! While I still owe you a post on the Punk: Chaos to Couture exhibit at the Met, I’m anxious to share a few photos and outtakes from Fashion Week both in NY and closer to home, in Charlotte. I had an amazing moment at the very start of Fashion …
Coming soon: I’ll be telling tales of the Met’s Punk: Chaos to Couture Exhibit and more importantly, the long road I took to get there.