can’t stop, won’t stop.
happy holidays from st. barths & st. martin. my first time visiting, and it was fantastic — i was in such great company of
popstars like one direction rock stars so full of life + positivity + laughs, and of course i lugged my martin guitar out there for musical inspiration + entertainment. allow me to introduce to you, my new friend aka hippo & the new boy band i named, four direction – the new definition of heart throbs.
more coverage soon. xx
summer is over…
but at least we’re not.
so i wrote some songs…[about you]
words cannot even accurately express this beauty that is the amalfi coast…
then there’s ravello…
highlight: this magical resort, the belmond hotel carusosilky, sweet infinity pool overlooking opulence.a panoramic with an accidental photobomber.one with the lil sister…is this real life?reunited with my dear friend, terren. follow her for breath-taking views, crazy hikes & adventures around the world.some daytime brunching & relaxing, why not.
i love menus with no prices – it’s always a pleasant surprise when you get the check.
winners for the peach bellini contest. so delicious.
help yourself at the salad baror indulge in the special of the day: seafood pastaor order the vongole that we’ve been obsessively ordering at every single restaurant in search of the best all across italy. we found one here in florence.after
crying over the fact that this vacation will be over soon absorbing the beauty around me, a restroom break was in order. i could also take a shower. all the personal toiletries were available too. what more can i possibly need?
selfie done right with the gopro camera + selfie stick with the best hosts ever.goodbye for now.
i can live here.
explorations, incomparable. can i ever go back?
my recent hiatus can solely be blamed on my latest travels: new york – lake como – milan – venice – florence – naples – rome – nice – london – paris. i will have amazing photos [and stories] to prove it soon, i promise. til then, arrivederci! au revoir!
“whenever you feel off, just roll up into fetal position and everything will be fine.”
wtf ridiculously, abnormally cold & gloomy winter days [why am i complaining whilst my warmish stay in la], it’s always wonderful to recount the warmer days: nantucket in the summer. i had been pre-warned that i’d be a fish out of water, but nbd [are those bees or wasps?]. kind of reminded me of private christian school. i had a little nantucket 101 on the old money vs. new money on the island. so opulent. so gatsby. where’s daisy and what about love?
here are some love[ly] visuals:
entrance to steps beach. there is a long path of steps between a lot of green before you reach the beach. pretty magical.
steps beach had their beautiful collection of a million seashells, even in the waters, which proved to be quite dangerous when wrestling
boys waves. regrettably, i didn’t take any boys shells for souvenir.
we just missed robert deniro & drew barrymore. what’s even cooler is that john kerry was in town for the weekend, not too far away.