Style Engineer/ Brand Strategist
Chill. Random. Intimate. Those are a couple of words to describe my Saturday. Yesterday my boyfriend and I decided to go have lunch at the Breakfast Shack, one of my favorite quaint breakfast spots. From there, the day spiraled into so many random acts of fun. We journeyed to his hometown to visit his father.
Whisking in and out of blistering winds, combating a congestion of red tail lights back to back just to get to your destination, squirming your eyes around to admire the ornate ensembles of other fashion enthusiasts– I was where I am supposed to be. Being at New York Fashion Week this past weekend made me
Welllllllll…if you got a chance to read my last post you know where I have spent the last 72 hours — New York. Let me just say it was amaze-balls! Stay tuned, because in the coming days I will have a post dedicated to my NYFW coverage. For my blog subscribers, check your email, you
All my life; that’s how long I’ve waited on this moment. Ever since I was a little girl I dreamt of attending Mercedes-Benz New York Fashion Week, and finally I’ve been invited. My love for fashion started when I was a child. I made my mom regret taking me to the grocery store with her. Talk
This weekend was bushels of fun! I helped my cousin ring in the first day of her 29th year of living; her birthday! The wind was blowing, the drinks were flowing, and the laughs were bursting. It was so L.A. but in a Palm Beach way. The whole day was so impromptu. Undecided about where
Isn’t it funny how evolution works? In high school, my mom and I would have it out about the fact that I wore and bought too many pairs of jeans. I can hear her just as clear as day, “Chelsea, you need to stop buying all these jeans. You need a pair of nice slacks