They say life’s a beach. Yea, sometimes it is, but they also say life’s a royal bitch too. I’ve been having a particularly rough week, let alone month. February was shockingly slow. I’m talking like, flat line dead..and that’s with awards season. And maybe it’s also because people only reach out when they need something from you, more than likely it’s for free. I don’t want to sound bitter here, but I do think I’m running on empty. I love what I do when I get to do it but stylists rarely get any love. It’s a relatively lonely journey whether you’re repped or not in a terribly unforgiving industry. Why am I telling you this? Because this blog is the best thing I’ve created for myself. The major lull has allowed me to delve 200% into it. And it’s fun to flip the camera since I’ve been working “behind the scenes” for so many years.
This all came about in Manhattan Beach yesterday, where I came to decompress. It’s my favorite beach community down here and if you’ve ever been then you know why. I came back with a full head of clarity and some salty hair.
I hope everyone is having a great week. And if you’re not, I totally get it. It’ll get better, you just gotta hustle some more..bonus if you look good doing it ;)
Sweater: Urban Day (Bloomingdales)
Jeans: J Brand
Clutch: Michael Kors
Coffee: Two Guns Espresso