The Unemployed Life

Days 7, 8 & 9 – Sunday June 12, 2009 to Tuesday June 14, 2009

Sattie Saturday — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 03:31:14 +0000

Hiking down Mt. Schiagno.

Sunday

Chiara said we had the boys Scout trip at 8:30 but we wouldn’t go so early. I set my alarm for 7:15 because I didn’t want to be the late bird everyone was waiting on. However, when I woke up and the house was silent. When it got to be around 9:30, I decided I should start getting ready on my own so when Chiara came to wake me up at 10:30 I was fully dressed and gearing to go! Love the way my fam does it. The Scout house we were going to was on Mount Schiagno which was on Lake Como; the 2 hr drive was breathtakingly beautiful. The hike up the mountain was pretty hard but eventually we made it. Considering festivities started at 8 and we got there around 2, we missed the goblet game that we needed the hats for and I never found out what it meant! (Logan had a brilliant idea, that they might be Jester hats, but who knows). I saw people with subpar paper cone hats. There was a dedication to a scout leader that died while on a scouting trip– she slid and hit her head on a rock, so they were dedicating a scout house to her. Being an only child with a single mom, it was just very cool to see the family doing these things together, and to see Paolo so dedicated to his kids. When I start considering a husband, I think that’s going to be the most important thing to me. Dedication to the kids.

Monday -

Today was a pretty slow. We went to the Trefor club where with Fillipo’s goading and perhaps to prove to Jacopo that I could indeed swim (because I didn’t swim during our last trip, he told Chiara he’s not sure if I could), we went in the pool and I even did a few laps while the kids were in the small one. The time passed much faster when I stopped fretting about getting my hair wet and just jumped in and did some laps. Plus the club has the annoying swimming cap rule.

Tues- We went to the mall today. It was slow and pretty painful. The gelato was absolutely delicious though. That night I babysat and I spent most of the time in my room straightening my hair. It was pretty cute, Fillipo came in and asked me what time is their bedtime. Considering we usually came in at 1 from events and I had never heard their parents tell them to go to bed I said, “umm I dunno, what do you want.” Haha he’s so sweet and amazing he decided on 10:30. They were watching the movie Underdog so I geuess he wanted to know before they got the movie started. I am really going to miss him.

Feelin’ Like P. Diddy… sans my contacts.

Sattie Saturday — Wed, 09 Dec 2009 02:52:06 +0000

Photo by Yu Tsai for MUSE magazine 2009

Woke up this mornin’ feelin’ like P. Diddy! More like Lindsay in the latest Muse spread! Can’t wait to see the video!

The spread was inspired by the relationship between Johnny Depp and Kate Moss… note to self, reevaluate current guy…

Kesha was pretty much right on in her song Tik Tok.

I didn’t post for a bit because last weekend was a blur. Thursday, I had my Ballet Hispanico benefit at The Gates which turned out fabulous and escapades with Sophie afterwards. You can check out pics from the benefit on Guest of a Guest and Patrick McMullan, you’ll see me in a few of them.

However, I am phoneless. In making a move as to not blow a prospect I have very much waited for, I lept over two people out of a cab and dropped my phone. Upon realizing I was without my phone I freaked out, left said guy and made a run back to the place where I lept, which was unfortunately Irving Mill… trust me, he’s goodlooking enough to go there for. It was definitely time for a new BlackBerry so I upgraded to the new one, which I am waiting for in the mail. However, received a glorious email from the taxi cab commission that they found my phone! So I am going to pick it up tomorrow! Tomorrow I will have two phones. It’s been a pain and a relief to be phoneless. Was missing the opp with mystery man worth it, no, but I will be Martha Stewarting it up tomorrow to make up for it. However, as he laughed, asked if I had phone insurance and said, “You’re cute when you’re mad,” this is what I thought of,

1. My contacts!

2. Thank god I don’t have to call that police officer… after The Gates with Sophie

3. Yikes, naked pics of the ex, I hope the person that finds my phone doesn’t send that to everyone… Ya because the person who finds my phone will try to sabotage me…

And as more frosting on my cupcakes, my UES Nise sneakers in grey leather and gunmetal chain finally shipped!

Yea!

Oh yea, and my cousin won the Menswear designer of the Year Award.

Pretty solid week.

Now let’s see if my playing hard to get at Irving Mill and my superior baking prowess will have me end it just as unexpectedly fabulously.

Maybe by the end of the weekend, this will be the scene…

Day 6 – Saturday June 12, 2009

Sattie Saturday — Wed, 09 Dec 2009 02:19:17 +0000

Got a lot of animal time in today; I’m pretty much ruralized. I completely loose track of time while I’m here. I saw Paolo’s Jag in front of the house and thought maybe he was taking a day off. In fact, I didn’t realize it was Saturday until mid way through the day. So Paolo and Chiara went to get luggage for the family’s trip to London. Alice woke up and was screaming Mama… mama…. Mamaaa. Jacopo told her to be quiet. It was cute and sad. So I woke up and started to search with her. Then I guess she warmed up to me because she proceeded to move her crayons and paper into my room and draw on the floor while I got dressed for the day. We went to Barbie.com and that’s what we were doing when Chiara walked in so I totally got points for that. It was a really cool morning. Fillipo and I went with Chiara to get food for the day fresh from a farm. We got our milk, unpasteurized from one of those machines that is pretty much connected to the cows udders haha. Well the milk is chilled, but I would say, that’s all that’s done to it. We picked out which meats and sausages we wanted and then went to play with the animals haha. Of course… play with the animal who’s brothers and sisters you’re eating. I have a cute picture of Fillipo with the goats. We were feeding them hay from the ground. Afterwards we went to Paolo’s other sister’s house to drop off a birthday present for one of their little girls, they have three cute girls, Virginia, the cutest chubby faced little girl, maybe 2 years old, Arianna, and Rebecca, who‘s 7 and took a liking to me because I shook her hand. She asked me all sorts of questions and was just really sassy and really cute, had a fierce Anna Wintour esque bob. I really liked her.

We had a big lunch, but Chiara had to run out during it for her piano lessons. Fillipo ate an abundance of meat as his dad practically begged him not to. Apparently Paolo was afraid of Chiara getting me meat just in case I was muslim! Hahaha.
Later that night for dinner, we drove an hr and ½ to a Argriturismo in Varese. The ride was long but charming and I was starved by the time we got there but it was another farm and we had to play with the animals. It was a dinner for Fillipo and Jacopo’s Judo school. Chiara said the month of June is very hectic for her in terms of social events for the kids. Across from us sat their friends, Barbara and her husband. Barbara is greeeeat. She use to work for Creative and is so sassy and Italian looking. She lives in Abbiategrasso- right outside of Milan, and what they themselves called the Bronx of Milan- and they have two beautiful daughters, Noemi (who is in love with Fillipo) and Tanya. Barbara has spent a lot of time in the US so it was great meeting her and I had so much fun talking to them. I told them about Logan and everyone was quite impressed. Sometimes I feel like a mom in how proud I am of him. He really is such a catch. We didn’t get back from the farm until 1:30am
xx

Ballet Hispanico Holiday Benefit

Sattie Saturday — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 22:26:45 +0000

Jr. Society of Ballet Hispanico Holiday Benefit

I’m on the Jr. Society of Ballet Hispanico Benefit Committee.

Our Holiday Benefit is tonight!

Hope to see you all there!

http://www.paperlesspost.com/events/28282-54f483a4/guests/1045338-76243b66/card
Click above to purchase tickets

Co-Chairs, Junior Society of Ballet Hispanico
Paul Arnhold – Andres Garcia – Janna Levine

Steering Committee
Maritza Williamson, Chair
Julia Arnhold – Stephanie Cozzi – Sophie Elgort
Pauline Eveillard – Lisa Lavora – Stephanie Lichtinger
Stephanie Witkin – Andy Unanue

Benefit Committee
Lauren Abuaf – Jonathan Aghravi – Annie Atkinson – Jessie Betts
Teddy Bergman – Matthew Butler – Leah Bourne – Carlos Campos
Greta Caruso – Michelle Caruso-Cabrera – Charlotte Chapman
Kristine Covillo – Carter Cramer – James Cruickshank – Julia Dimon
Annabelle Dexter-Jones – Jessie Della Femina – Johnna Escobedo
Jessica Fisher – Alexander Fleiss – David Foote – Rebecca Fribourg
Greg Gioia – Lara Glaister – Paul Guevara – Grace Gummer
Aaron Grossbard – Eliza Howard – Molly Howard – Carly Jansen
Rachid Kallamni – Kloe Korby Rebecca Malinsky – Sasha Marden
David Marino – Douglas Marshall – Karline Moeller – Elizabeth Nolan
Greg Quinn – Nneya Richards – Caroline Rowley – Melissa Seligmann
Ben Stein – Carolyn Sussman – Ari Venturi – Anne Volk – Timo Weiland
Katie Witkin

Tickets
$75- Regular Ticket before 11/23, Admission for 1 with sponsored open
bar, hors d’ oeuvres and cupcakes

$85 – Regular Ticket after 11/23, Admission for 1 with sponsored open bar,
hors d’ oeuvres and cupcakes

$150 – Sponsor Ticket, Sponsor’s a Company dancers attendance, Admission for 1 with sponsored open bar, hors d’ oeuvres and cupcakes

$300 – VIP Table, Admission for 2, VIP table with bottle service of sponsored liquor, 1 complimentary bottle of champagne, sponsored open bar, hors d’ oeuvres and cupcakes

$750 – Premium VIP Table, Admission for 2, Premium VIP table with bottle service of sponsored liquor, 2 complimentary bottles of champagne, sponsored open bar, hors d’ oeuvres and cupcakes

http://www.paperlesspost.com/events/28282-54f483a4/guests/1045338-76243b66/card
Click above to purchase tickets

Music by DJ Nick Cohen
Featuring a Silent Auction & Other Surprises

Some Silent Auction Items include Gossip Girl VIP set tour, Tickets to Brian Reyes’ Fall 2010 runway show, Tickets to a New York Giants game, Signed New York Giants memorabilia, Tickets to Carmen at the Metropolitan Opera and a Young Associates reception prior to the show, Tickets to the closing night of Ballet Hispanico’s New York season at The Joyce Theater and champagne toast with the dancers following the show and much more

All proceeds from the Junior Society of Ballet Hispanico Holiday Benefit will go towards Primeros Pasos, Ballet Hispanico’s dance education and outreach program. Primeros Pasos has touched the lives of some 20,000 New York City school children and countless across the country.

Holiday Benefit attendees receive a 20% Discount on Tickets to a Ballet Hispanico Company Performance at The Joyce Theater from Dec. 4 – Dec. 13

For more information about the Holiday Benefit, to buy event tickets or to purchase your discount tickets to a Ballet Hispanico Company performance at The Joyce Theater contact Elizabeth Jones at (212) 362-6710 x43 or ejones@ballethispanico.org

Thank you to our Sponsors: The Gates, Brown-Foreman, Baked & Y Water

Day 5 – Friday June 11 2009

Sattie Saturday — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 22:15:46 +0000

Friday -

Sometimes I love not speaking the language because certain things absolutely get lost in translation. For example, not so sure what the context of the conversation was today but all of a sudden Chiara said, “e Breakdance” and stood up and started popping and locking at the table while the children nodded in agreement. Then she began to moonwalk! And asked me the word for it and if she was doing it correctly!

Today was an extremely long day. Fillipo and I had our first lesson! Chiara took Jacopo and Alice out for errands and we went for a while! He enjoyed it and he was truly learning a lot. He’s really good and remembers things like a sponge so I think he’ll do really well in his English classes. He always tries to speak to me in English so that’s great. He’s definitely learning. Now I know why stay at home moms are so tired. If nothing else, I’ll learn how to run a household during this trip. Chiara’s great, she took Filipo to visit his old school mates since he only switched to the school next to their house in the past year. So we all drove into Milan, it was great seeing old stomping grounds haha.

All the kids were ECSTATIC to see Filipo. He’s so nice it makes sense that he was so well liked but it was crazy, he was like a celebrity, later that night, at the end of the year party dinner, all the children were attempting to take photos with him. It was amazing. There was another lost in translation moment, Chiara said we had to go to her parents’ factory to make goblet hats for the boys scouting trip on Sunday. I met Nonno Castro, who said I was beautiful, but also hugged me and called me Obama’s sister.

Racist? Nah, not if you’re Italian. We went in the back in the factory where Alice proceeded to gather up fur scraps and claim them for her room. I found her a prime piece striped with different types of pelts. I think she really liked me after that. So the goblet hats basically looked like santa hats but in Orange and Blue with the inverse colour pompom sewn on them. Pom poms that I made I might add! Learning skills, learning skills. We made one of these funny looking elf hats for everyone in the family. Maybe a goblet is an elf? On our way back to Cisliano we received Jacopo’s grades and he showed me his school room which was pretty cool. It was great that he wanted to show it to me as well. I consider it a breakthrough.

Haha then he went back to antagonizing his family as 13 year olds are prone to do. His problem today was that he didn’t want to go to fat & ugly Vanessa’s birthday party that he was invited to. During the day we also went to like the Italian Modell’s and bought her a bday present. A swimsuit, which I think is hardly appropriate to give a fat ugly preteen but so be it. She got held back (something that cleared up another lost in translation moment at breakfast when the fam was asking me how to saw when someone has to repeat a grade) so most of the people she was inviting Jacopo wasn’t even friends with. Turned out she only invited him and like 5 other people so it was good he went. It was at stables. While he was there, we went to Fillipo’s old school’s pizza party, which he was the celebrity of as a mentioned. There was a chubby awkward girl who threw up gang signs in pictures and made me laugh so hard I was going to piss myself. The waiter thought I was a child so I got served early with the children (not complaining) but Chiara said the pizza at this restaurant was absolute crap. One girls mother spoke fluent English. She was beautifully tanned with a head of silver hair and a tattoo on her shoulder. I was a bit mesmerized by her. She was the mother of the class tomboy Nina, who Fillipo was really good friends with and Chiara jokingly said, “may as well be a boy” she then told me in a loud whisper “seriously, a lot of lesbians play soccer. My sister in law does!” But she’s okay with Lesbians of course. All in all it was a good night. When Jacopo came and met us he was in a corner at one point so Chiara sent me to go get him, thinking maybe he’d talk to me. I hope to get closer to him in Gallipoli.

Summer Adventure Days 3 & 4

Sattie Saturday — Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:02:09 +0000

Ciao da Cisliano

Wednesday -

As I mentioned before, my flight was delayed so I was a little overwhelmed/ self conscious about my sweating haha when I met my host family. True Italian form they all gave me a kiss on the cheek and I found it amusing that the boys were my height! We drove back home and I found Chiara to be a crazy driver so that was very funny. The house was amazing. It’s a three story Italian house with a den and mini gym in the basement on a cul-de-sac of a cute little Italian village outside of Milan, Cisliano. You could tell how small the village was because everyone stared as we walked by. In the car ride mom asked me what my favorite food was and I said pesto anything so she was sure to make me pesto that night she said… or so we thought, she was out of pesto and ended up using Olive pate that she thought was pesto. I liked it, no one else did haha. I guess my palate isn’t as sophisticated.

However, before all of this she told me Alice– the 5 yr old, pronounced Ah-lee-che, had an end of school BBQ I could attend. I was pretty exhausted and really wanted to shower and unpack so a passed and had the house to myself for the first afternoon so that was pretty cool.
When she came home with the boys and Alice in tow, I met who was to become my crazy 5 year old spoiled but super cute host sister, lol I can’t get enough of when she dances around in her underwear musing to herself in Italian. Or how I caught her folding her arms and putting on a tough face in the mirror when she was trying on her sunglasses inside. When Chiara came back we went on a few errands, one, to check on the prices of the all important, Trefor Club, (the town’s new state of the art fitness and relaxation center), check the stationery story for the boys summer books, where there was an African man outside hawking goods– even in a small town– and went for ice cream, of course. I didn’t realize how important ice cream had become to my daily life until I got here to Switzerland.

Family dinner was great and Chiara’s husband Paolo is sooo funny!
None the less I was still really out of it, overwhelmed and feeling weird because of all the coffee I drank in an attempt to stay awake. I fell asleep a 9pm in my room, which is the Study. And then I woke up at 3am, unable to get back to sleep until 7am the next day. I was still feeling off and overwhelmed and I even cried myself to sleep that night. I missed the ease of home, I was feeling overwhelmed about the prospect of speaking Italian all summer and I really, really, hated the idea of being so far from Logan except NY and Italy at times might as well be the same distance from California. I spoke to Sade for hours about her wedding and Kat about the experience. I called Logan, whispering at 7am and my voice was shaking because I was going to cry so I told him I had to go.

Alice

Thursday
So today we kind of lounged around until I had to take the kids to the Trefor club. Chiara drove us and we stayed there for about 5 hours. It was kind of nice lounging by the pool and I got a lot of reading done and am almost finished with Teresa’s book. It was my first real day here and I am definitely warming up the experience. The kids are really sweet and I’ve spent a lot of time with Alice today at the pool. Also during the day, while Chiara was out, her sister and mother stopped by. She mentioned to me her mother and father were manufacturers and producers of faux fur and had a factory and store in Milan and I helped her translate some stuff for the company’s website. So while she was out Nonna Castro stopped by with her other daughter. They were sooo sweet and fun, and just spoke to me in Italian. Nonna Castro gave me a fur headband like old ladies wear so I’m very excited to rock that in the winter instead of my fur earmuffs. Afterwards we had dinner with the family’s friends from the neighborhood: one great guy Guido from Napoli, a musician, and his cute wife who just got braces, their two adorable sons and then I forget the name of the other couple but you can tell they weren’t as close to my family. The wife was quiet while the husband was kind of obnoxious and made it his purpose during dinner to torment me with questions in Italian like what I thought of Berlusconi, what I thought of 9/11, how was I affected by it etc. Funny too because Halley and I were just making fun of people that go, “Oh you’re from NY?! How was 9/11 for you?” Dinner lasted roughly 5 hrs and we didn’t leave the restaurant until 1! It was interesting because in the dining room of this restaurant there was a flat screen TV from which you could view the children’s playroom– where you sent your kids when you didn’t want to be bothered with them during dinner. I thought it was a genius idea! The main purpose of the dinner was for my family to watch a slide show of the other family’s Maldives vacation that they took last April. My family is planning a trip to the Maldives with them in Decemeber. I almost couldn’t resist laughing as the initial song coming up in the slide show’s play list was none other than 50 cents’ Candy Shop. So seductive…

Drape Me in Dolce

Sattie Saturday — Wed, 02 Dec 2009 19:22:01 +0000

shot by Arthur Elgort for TeenVOGUE Sept 2006

While helping fashion director Lauren Goodman, employer, and dear friend with a trend report, I realized something that most fashion girls realize at some point in their awakening. I should have been born in another time. This feeling has creeping up on before at certain other points in my life. While watching opera at La Scala in Milan, wandering the streets of Vienna w/ Katie, and especially in the Schonbrunn Palace, every time I look at a fashion editorial of St. Petersburg and now while reading Anna Karenina.

I should have been born in another time!

Beyonce is not my style icon. Actually it’s empress Catherine the Great. I’d rather be a Czarina than a pop star. Elizabeth is pretty great too. All these places have the insanely ornate baroque theme in common. I love baroque, I love curly qs and brocades and lush velvets and jacquards. Voluminous shapes! When Amanda asked me if I’d marry Pierre if only to have my wedding at Versailles… it was a legitimate question.

This all being said, I was having an impossible time this benefit holiday season finding things to wear. If only I worked for D & G. Stefano and Domenico seem to have a privy into my imagination. For years now, most editorials I see that I point out, “I need that,” it turns out to be D&G — in a few cases Miu Miu… go Miuccia! This Fall 2009 was no exception. I wish I could drape myself in Dolce & Gabbana and I’d be set for life.

D&G F09 Look 1 (Style.com)

This Thursday, I had my Ballet Hispanico benefit coming up and could think of nothing to wear. While shopping for fabric for Aliomi lining, store after store I saw awe-inspiring collections of brocades, especially in Elegant Fabrics. My mother was with me, and all of a sudden she got inspired. Quite the seamstress in her day, she offered to make something to wear for Ballet Hispanico. Immediately I told her, I want D & G. I want TeenVOGUE‘s Arthur Elgort St. Petersburg shoot, “russian dressing” Sept 2006 (who’s amazing daughter and dear friend from middle school, Sophie is doing the photography and publicity for Aliomi– she is a force).

shot by Arthur Elgort for TeenVOGUE Sept 2006

While flipping through Dec/January 2009 looking for a Canon/ TeenVOGUE advertorial that I assisted Lauren Goodman in styling, I saw Dakota Fanning’s interview and there she was with some fabulous D & G skirts on.

photo by Norman Jean Roy for TeenVOGUE Dec/Jan 2010

I wish I dressed like that at her age. I wish that Havana Laffitte, TeenVOGUE fashion editor and stylist, styled me then. Instead I was terrified of the force that was Havana when she came bellowing down the halls of the office, editing racks in a second. And instead, this is what I dressed like… Oh dear…

TeenVOGUE July 2003

Yikes this also made it into my college application to Amherst… How Elle Woods of me… I didn’t have tons of “academic” awards, what can I say! If I become fabulously wealthy and important, Domenico, Stefano, Miuccia and Havana will all be on speed dial…

Mission Impossible

Sattie Saturday — Wed, 02 Dec 2009 17:53:16 +0000

Does someone you love own something so offensive that you’re dying to get rid of it? I had that situation today with my mother and this horrible white shag rug.
1. It was absolutely filthy.
2. She wasn’t even using it, it was sitting there folded in the sunroom attracting dust.
Obviously she would never throw it out. And on my daily errands/ to work I kept forgetting to throw it in a public trash can; I reached my wit’s end last week as I was sorting through books in the sunroom and it shifted and touched me!
So today, I woke up with a purpose. I absolutely had to get rid of it. No joke, I woke up, nude, threw on my trenchcoat, flasher style, riding boots grabbed my keys, the rug and ran down the street. Ejecting the rug from my life!
VICTORY!
Really, I don’t have to get any work done today because that’s a week’s accomplishment in itself.

Day 1 – June 6, 2009

Sattie Saturday — Tue, 01 Dec 2009 23:23:05 +0000

photo courtesy of www.brusselsinternational.be

Well, considering Jet Airways allowed me 50 minutes of lay over between my flight from Newark transferring in Belgium for Milan, I was highly skeptical as to whether I would make the flight. And when we were at least an hour late in take off, I thought it was damn near impossible. However, I was assured by my flight attendant that there were many people on board the flight making the transfer for MXP so not to worry, the plane would wait for us. After undergoing the most tedious airline process ever, my fellow transferers and I missed out flight by a mere ten minutes. Pretty impressive but now I’m stuck waiting for the following flight out of Brussels that is due to board within the hour. I went through airport security TWICE, had my bags searched once, at which point I wanted to say, “Look lady, I just did this in your jabroni airport” but I held my tongue as her searching goon produced no “jelly” substance that my bag was supposed to contain and shrugged. I think she was talking about my face cream. Oh well, take that Brussels International Airport.

Needless to say I’m starting my day pretty famished and exhausted. But I don’t mind being late because it will mean fewer hours in the day with my family friends. Don’t get me wrong, I am thrilled to meet them but the first day is always that awkward getting to know you period so the less time people are fawning and staring at me– all good things– the better.

I hardly slept on the plane, it was weird. I did watch a Bollywood movie that was excellent and finally got to see Valkyrie. War epics like that make me extremely proud to be an American and an Ally. Don’t get me started on Pearl Harbor– totally strained my relations with my Japanese friends for like a week and made me want to date a soldier! Haha. But in all seriousness, the more I travel and grow to love other cultures, the prouder I become to be an American, especially a New Yorker.

12:00pm: Flying over Zurich, will land in Milan in around half an hour. Just got a great sandwich on the plane, the Europeans know how to do it right…. Switzerland is just the most beautiful place on earth to fly over… With all the lakes and mountains, it truly looks like a little bit of heaven. My dream is to be wealthy enough to actually buy my mother that estate in Switzerland that she dreams about. To her, Switzerland represents complete serenity, wish she could see this view because she would be completely sold then. I’ve really delved into Tess’s book The five forty five to Cannes and I’m completely engrossed in the story of the Romani brothers…. I have so many questions to ask her and insight to share on the subject, I must draft an email to her before I go to sleep. I hope the neighbours have internet that I can steal hahaha. One day I really hope to take a train through Switzerland. Maybe like a two-week backpacking trip where we really do sleeper trains and hostels. I can backpack pack for 2 weeks and with Logan and Noah it could be amazing. We could fly into the UK and make our way to Italy or Greece, stopping in France, Spain, Switzerland, could be great– they would love it.

* Love the eagerness… and fatigue with which I started my trip. The mention of Logan and Noah really dates it. Eh.. some guys are meant to flash into your life to teach you something about yourself and then slowly disappear once you’ve realized it. Good job, Logan.

Been too long…

Sattie Saturday — Tue, 01 Dec 2009 22:57:33 +0000

Hello dears! I’m back! I’ve been traveling around Europe, working on project after project, palling around with Brit actors and working to launch, www.aliominyc.com (check it out). But how I’ve missed blogging so.
While in Italy, I meant to blog everyday, but I was in the South and my internet connection was absolute rubbish so daily, besides my up to date posts, we will be taking a walk down memory lane from my summer journals. It will be fun for me to. I will copy and paste everything as I wrote it then, but maybe at the bottom have a star with my up to date, out of the moment reflections. In the meantime, you can check out my comments on Naomi’s Aliomi blog.
Strictly fashion and art.
xx