I’ve dreamed of experiencing Buenos Aires all my life. I heard it was beautiful and romantic. I heard that the food was incredible, the wine as rich as the culture. I had heard it was the Paris of South America, and you all know how I feel about mon amour Paris. All these things had been whispered to me, and they filled my mind with wanderlust. When I finally visited, I knew everything I had heard was right. I would love to share with you the discoveries that led me to fall in love with this magnificent city…
This list is made possible because of my amazing guides from Mai 10. Mai 10 is a travel agency focused on privileged access and inspiring destinations. Because of Mai 10, the city sparkled like a glass of champagne.
This beautiful boutique perfumery has a few locations around Buenos Aires, featuring a collection both chic and minimalist. I fell in love with a new perfume called Juan Manuel: named after a man they used to call “de Rosas”, which means “for the roses”, it has a smoky scent like you were sitting in a room full of roses by a roaring fire.
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“From the ruins, lonely and inexplicable as the sphinx, rose the Empire State Building.
And just as it had been tradition of mine to climb to the Plaza roof to take leave of the beautiful city extending as far as the eyes could see, so now I went to the roof of that last and most magnificent of towers.
Then I understood. Everything was explained. I had discovered the crowning error of the city. Its Pandora’s box.
Full of vaunting pride, the New Yorker had climbed here, and seen with dismay what he had never suspected. That the city was not the endless sucession of canyons that he had supposed, but that it had limits, fading out into the country on all sides into an expanse of green and blue. That alone was limitless.
And with the awful realization that New York was a city after all and not a universe, the whole shining ediface that he had reared in his mind came crashing down.
That was the gift of Alfred Smith to the citizens of New York.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, My Lost City: Personal Essays 1920-40
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My love for Savannah started on a father / daughter trip about five years ago – obviously I got to pick the destination – and something very strange happened to me…I felt at home there and that took me by surprise. I enjoy Texas, where I was born, and I love New York, the place where my work and dreams are, but every time I get down to this small southern town I get that feeling of peace, that I am where I belong. Savannah has so much of what I love about New York to it: it’s walkable, has great restaurants, beautiful parks, great coffee, art, interesting people, antiques and historic dreaminess. I’ve gone back every year since over and over again, tweaking my list of must-dos, and must-eats. Here is my guide to Savannah if you’re just visiting like me or thinking about going to SCAD one day.
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The best recommendation is by word of mouth…
Monday we met one of my muses, Courtney Klein, who is kicking off a series I’m starting on inspiring women across the United States in partnership with Pandora who focuses on these kind of modern day women. Whenever I travel to a new city I can’t call home I always want to know from people who share my same sensibility, where to go! Courtney gave me a list of her S.F. favs including a few that sounded so good I had to see for myself:
1. Gravel & Gold
“An expertly curated collection of beautiful ceramics, beauty products, clothing, home goods, and other bits and bobs that have a totally California vibe.”
I may or may-not have bought a few things for our studio…
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Of course there is the romantic idea of Paris – long walks on pristine boulevards, glasses of wine with views of the Seine, and picking up antique treasures at street markets, but for us Paris is so much more. A orgasmic array of beautiful light, a history of our idolized artists, a period of slowing down and reflecting on our work. If New York is loud and proud and fast, then Paris is slow and quiet and introspective…we are newlyweds, we are two artists living and working together, creating ideas and sharing dreams while growing our vision and sometimes we like to enjoy a weekend away, to recharge our souls, a weekend in Paris.
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Epic walks through London’s windy streets, watching the people and pace of life pass by with just an old film camera and a pair of penny loafers… London, come rain or come shine~
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Man’s best friend
New York City, Central Park West