Most folks freak out at the idea of “no talking” for ten days! Let alone no computers, phones, books, music, writing… To me it’s the ultimate mind detox.
Could easily call this my uniform these days (these Stella McCartney straight leg jeans and my distressed boyfriend jeans have been on heavy rotation lately...
I maybe biased (I lean on the tomboy side), but I think there’s nothing sexier than a damsel in men’s clothes (think Marlene Dietrich in Morocco or Helmut Newton’s iconic 1975 photograph, “Le Smoking”) ...
I spent most of my childhood in the French Alps amidst rolling hills, glacier lakes, snowy peaks and lush forests. No Disneyland or video games for me. I had the best time running in the woods, mushrooms hunting, picking wild blueberries...
I suddenly felt the inexplicable urge to don the polka dot look. Might be because I've been spending quite a bit of time connecting the dots lately. I'm talking figuring out the interconnection between quantum mechanics, the geometry of hyperspace...