Cabin in the Woods

Time doesn't exist in Cascadia, a tiny memory of a town in Oregon's Wilamette Valley where ladies in pointed shoes and gentleman in tall hats used to flock to drink the spring water in the 1930's. The trees are so tall, the light that does filter through feels eternally like sunrise, with air that is damp, and smooth, and new. A handful of cabins line a winding street, with blackberries twining out the windows of abandon cars and smoke puffs rise from tin chiminies. 

The Long, Long, School Bus

A Guest Post 'a la Ma' -- From fashion shows to fashion school, I've written a lot about the "designer" part of my life. You've read about days exploring New York City and seen pictures of models in fancy clothes. Well, surprise! There's a lot more to my life than all of that. I actually grew up on a farm in Central Oregon and my parents were high school sweet hearts.

Fred is Dead

Cockroach Funerals and Hitting the Bottle

March 5, 2018 — Fred is Dead. And so is my head.

There has been an unfortunate turn of events for both Fred and myself. 

A bit more unfortunate for Fred than the latter, however, so we’ll devote our attention in his direction first. 

 

Do Metrocards Work for Time Travel?

Red lips pressed up against a ribbon mike and a waxed mustache puffing on a harmonica against a white tile wall. At first I hear drums, tap, tap, tapping to the jazz band’s tune, but an opening in the crowd reveals the tell-tale silver flashes from dancing soles shoes A girl with checked accordion pleats and a feathered cap spins a crescent moon around a man with fiery red hair and a Windsor-knotted necktie. 

I’ve only just stumbled off the train, onto the crowed subway platform at 96th street and into the swinging big-band age of the 1940’s. 

 
 

A Day of Christmas Shopping in New York City

Silver Bells! Silver Bells! It's Christmas-Shopping-Time in The City. Let's make a day of it. 

There's a reason New York City is one of the most popular tourist destinations during the holidays. It's simply a magical place to be this time of year. The snow-softened streets are illuminated by thousands of twinkling lights strung up on every tree and rooftop. Curiousities from bow-sporting paper mache giraffes to thimble-sized vilages call out from the store windows, and everyone seems to be in their best moods. 

Christmas is magical. What about Christmas shopping?

 
 

 A Latvian Wedding Feast — Becoming Bruegel for a Day

A traditional Latvian wedding: Flowers, trolls, ribbon tree-climbing, and dicovering Peiter Bruegel the Elder's muse...

Since I was working an internship in London this summer, I took an extra week and hopped over to Latvia to visit my uncle Dan and his family who live there. Serendipitously, it just happened to be the week of the now-grown Jolanta’s wedding, where I sit now, watching people dance.

 

 

Pretty Brilliant

A reflection of September's New York Fashion Week and my first month in fashion school.

New York Fashion Week has come and gone, and my Youth With A Mission (YWAM) friends have all dispersed back to their various corners of the globe. They let me tag along with them again this year, working backstage dressing models with their Beauty Arise team. 

 

Hey, I'm Not Dead! I'm in Love

You know how when you’re in love, your perception of things tend to be slightly skewed? 

The sun shines a little brighter, for instance. You don’t know what day it is or what you ate for breakfast. Did you, in fact, eat breakfast? It doesn’t matter. You’re in love. You spill your coffee in your lap? No worries. You’re in love. 

 

German Castles & The Soul of Story

Fairytales. How we love to dream about these idealistic worlds where glass slippers fit and straw can be spun into gold. According to anthropologist Joseph Campbell's monomyth, "The Hero's Journey," virtually every story is made up of fairytale ingredients — a call to adventure, a wizard mentor, a hero prince, a daunting dragon.  

 

Anna Miss in Dotted Swiss 

Liepāja, Latvia -- When I have pretty friends, there's a good chance I'll talk them into playing dress up for me. When I have pretty cousins, they really don't have a choice. 

Lucky for me, Anna is both a beautiful young lady annnnnd perfectly content to be my model. In fact, my cousin, Anna, has was my very first human mannequin. When she was no more than a toddler, I remember dressing her in little green fairy skirts and medieval gowns with long flowing sleeves.