NY Nights
/-Weds May 14th, 2014
It was the first warm night,and we were headed to Rose Bar.
YOU'RE PREGNANT!
/-Thursday May 8th, 2014
That Happened
My Child
My friend just recently got married and is pregnant. My favorite part of the whole thing started with this text message “Hey, I’m engaged, how are you?” Um what! That is not a real question, I just did my laundry while you decided to spend the rest of your life with someone, not at all comparable. I guess since she already told me a week prior she was child baring, this wasn’t even a shocker. I texted her a few days after trying to see if there was any level we could possibly connect on at this point, so I naturally started the conversation with the ever popular, “Hey, what’s up?” Open-ended, simple, I was not expecting yet again another response that blew my mind, “Honeymoon, and can’t talk!” LIKE WHAT! At this point I still had the stupid Pyrus congrats on engagement card with his and her towels on the cover in my bag, that I was planning on sending after work. She got pregnant, engaged, and married faster than I can send a congrats card! I’m still in the process of deciding whom this fact says more about, her or me. Last night my three best friends and I all meet post gym, smelly and looking like convicts, and discussed boys, marriage, and babies. I think my favorite quote of the night was probably, “ I can’t think of anything more revolting than something growing inside of Me,” #truuuuuuuu. The overall realization was were more shoe lovers than baby holders, more Berkin carriers than stroller pushers, and defiantly more small Kate Moss fashion tits than nursing bras. Everyone’s reality is different but for now mine includes traveling not potty training.
xxx
Changing the Subject to a Happier Note: Inspire Now; What I'm Into
#1: Fav Shots from Elle UK June 2014
Photographer: Enrique Badulescu
Styling: Anne-Marie Curtis
Model: Lais Ribeiro
#2. @Studded Hearts on Insta
Reminding us life is beautiful ...
#3: New Carven
I thought the pink coat was the pinnacle of perfection, until...
-Model Diary-
/-Weds April 7th, 2014
Hey guys,
I'm starting the Model Diary to give you all an inside look into how I feel balancing jobs in front of the camera on the modeling side, to my work as an editor and creative consultant. The balance between running things and having no say whatsoever, and my love hate relationship with the industry #honest
I don’t feel at this point in my life that I’m a newbie, or unfamiliar with the industry and what to expect when modeling, so its funny that after so long I still get butterflies before going abroad. I think to say that I have conflicting opinions is an understatement, in trying to describe the internal emotional discord I’m currently experiencing in preparation for my upcoming London adventure.
This is not my first time traveling to the U.K. to model. Looking back, it was when I first started to feel comfortable living in NYC, and was suddenly uprooted with this amazing opportunity to travel abroad, and to do, at that time, what I wanted to focus on; modeling. Since my first trip almost everything has changed in my life, my goals have shifted, and other amazing avenues for self expression in the fashion industry have opened that I never even knew I was interested in.
My UK Roomies & I in the Lenis models apartment
Every models reality = Skype with friends when you are far
Being in front of the camera for the longest was where I was most comfortable, I never really imagined fashion without being the model. When I got the opportunity to work first just covering shows, ( first with a fashion editor friend), and now producing my own web series of beauty videos with an amazing team as the beauty editor at The Wild Magazine, as well as developing Air Creative (my creative consulting agency), a lot of my mental walls have fallen in terms of where I see myself within fashion. I like being in control, I like using my mind, and creating with amazing minds I have come to meet along the way, but I do have this love/hate relationship with modeling. I miss being the model sometimes, seeing and waiting for tear-sheets, looking at the images with the photographers after the shoot, so London will be fun for that aspect. However, we all know the darker side of what goes on behind the scenes, things like racism, weight discrimination, overall inhumane treatment of models, and very littler accountability or transparency for it. I know myself, I know what I look like, and what my market is. I’m passed the point of sleaze bags saying “ I can make you famous,” and actually thinking if it’s true. Modeling for me is a source of income, and a hearty one at that. I don’t expect myself to be the next face of Prada, and more importantly I don't want to be; I’m completely content shooting for brands like Asos, Puma, and Converse. Modeling is a job,it is not what defines me or says even anything about who I am as a person. I guess in thinking about all of this, I'm more worried that my emotional structure around my intellect, work ethic, moral compass, and how others respect me, that I have build up so strongly, will be compromised with my entry back behind the camera…? The negative stigma created around modeling and what is takes to recover from being treated like an object, to holding other jobs that are more academically motivated, is a real problem. I'm a strong believer in the girl that can do it all, and i plan on doing the best I can to stay dedicated to a moral compass that I feel I have learned working places other than in front of the camera.
Xxx Claire
Think Pink
/-Weds May 7th, 2014
Lesson 1: You can’t be wrong when your outfit is right.
“Where’s my white collarless shirt from Fred Segal? It’s my most capable-looking outfit!” - Cher
Pink Pastel skirt & top; Asos, sunnies; Tom Ford, shortboard; Globe
Nails in Lets Go Crazy - deborah lippmann
"The only rule is don't be boring and dress cute wherever you go. Life is too short to blend in."
Paris Hilton #word
Food 4 Thought
/-Tuesday, April 29th,2014
Fashion/Morality; Staying Exclusive & The Image of Common Unattainable Luxury
Vogue Italia
I’m actually really fascinated by the thin obsession in the fashion world. Having attended most of the NYFW FW 14 shows this season, it was very apparent that being thin is still “trending,” but why? I’m currently in the midst of thinking about fashion and the exclusivity factor that is so important to luxury brands. So important, that Hermes’ and Chanel actually burn left over collection pieces as to prevent trickle down to lower end discount department stores where “common” people could pick them up. I think the words common and basic play directly into the exclusivity factor that drives the “thinspo” craze that fashion needs to survive. Luxury brands are like a bad grass is greener boyfriend. If you saw everyone in Chanel, would you still want it? Nope, on to the next! If everyone were skinny would it still be special or coveted? Is being bigger too common to be exclusive and in turn rejected by fashion as being something to normal to be luxurious? A little food for thought, still deterring where race fits into this equation xxx