By now it may be obvious, particularly by my lack of blog posts, that this tiny California beach town is anything but sleepy. The last to weeks the roar of engines took over the sound of the waves. Nights were filled with beautiful cars, epic views, and good friends. I’m finally back in California. My childhood memories of Carmel can pretty much be summed up by the time I found a box of bunnies in an artichoke field and convinced my parents to adopt another pet and many weekends of searching for restaurants that would seat 5 children, 5 Argentines and a tiny Indian lady, my beautiful mother.
While contemplating the move for my last freelance job, Mr Maharaja and I found any excuse to venture through the storybook beach town and drive along the coast to Ventana. Now that I’m here we still find any excuse to lay in their Japanese baths and stare at the stars in the magical (no seriously) Big Sur sky. The healing waters from the natural hot springs are one of the few reasons you will leave this place embracing your inner hippie. The other reason may be the clothing optional suggestion, meaning being naked is highly encouraged. That being said, I can only take embracing my inner hippie so far and dinning on micro greens with a low sodium over cooked piece of fish is not funny. The only thing I want to embrace after a beautiful hike through the grounds is a large bowl of pasta with venisin ragout and shaved Parmesan… NO, burrata!
After an exhausting car week, Mr Maharaja and I decided to head to Ventana for a relaxing weekend. Armed with a basket of empanadas and wearing my favorite travel dress from H&M and my riding boots I’m ready for another amazing evening hiking through Ventana with my love.
My love of fur dates back to the first time I visited family in Argentina when I was 10. Exploring Buenos Aires was like walking through a museum, one beautiful muse after another passing me in the street. It was wintertime and I was sitting inside a restaurant in Recoleta with my eyes glued to the street; women with classic style wrapped themselves in fur to bare the chilly weather. I knew then I wanted my personal style to have function (keeping myself warm) and still maintain an air of luxury and glamour. Two words you rarely hear when paired with function.
When I was packing to move to Miami it occurred to me that my years of collecting sweaters, coats, and fur was not going to assist in my ever-evolving personal style. How was I going to incorporate my love of fur into a wardrobe that contained mostly resort wear? The answer was simple- fur vests, clutches, and scarves. I decided to forget the fashion rules and began incorporating small touches of fur into my resort wear look. Fur would no longer have to be packed away during the arrival of spring.
It is has become common practice when traveling to pack a fur vest as my layering piece; this trip was no different. My Elizabeth & James vest was the perfect accent to my Zara paisley dress, Marc Jacobs purse, Jeffrey Campbell gladiators, and Givenchy cuff.
It was simply a matter of time before we would start to see designers incorporating fur into their spring/ summer collections. A few years ago when I launched a collection of fur cuffs I was thrilled that we were evolving from a basic brown mink to a color collection that mimicked the colors you could find in a box of crayons. So you can imagine my enthusiasm when I saw the SS15 collections…
After injuring my back while living in Miami (hazard of being a visual stylist) and moving to Baltimore to rehab my back for a few months, my childhood best friend offered me a stay at her ranch for a much-needed sabbatical. Packing for a trip has always been exciting to me, however packing for six months was frightening. As I thought of not seeing the entirety of my wardrobe for another six months, I could feel the beads of sweat starting to form on my brow. I, of course, packed the obvious for California countryside life: blanket coats, cowboy boots, & comfy knits… but I couldn’t leave behind the prints & bold colored garments I had just added to my collection from Miami. I figured for my next style phase I would step into the shoes of Jane Birkin if she was stranded in the middle of the Italian countryside with her suitcases still full from a trip to South Beach…
The shift dress is one of my favorite shapes for spring & summer; the ease of the style and comfort in the fit can be worn dressed up or down. I found this leaf print scuba knit dress on one of my many afternoons walking on Lincoln Rd. at Forever 21 and could not resist the print and the neoprene feel of the fabric.
I spent the day today catching up on digital copies of my favorite magazines, drinking a perfectly chilled bottle of local rosé, on the southwest corner of the property where the pond ends.
My vintage snakeskin boots were essential in navigating the swampy turf near the pond and gave my Miami shift a little bit of country edge; The Simon Ju earrings tied both worlds together with the natural beauty of white coral. I am looking forward to many afternoons drinking rosé in this spot the next few months.