Siena, Elisabetta Franchi and Shop Tags

So, I have a rather obsession with tags. You know, the ones that dangle chicly from your freshly purchased goods? The making of which, seeing how meticulous and well-fabricated they are, inspires you to believe the majority of what you paid went to its making. Well I kind of, sometimes, sort of, enjoy them more than the actual product. I absolutely love playing around with the different fabrics and prints… and the way the store signature is so mindfully stamped on. It’s like a 3-dimensional autograph, except with colors, textures, and character.

I fell in love with the stark contrast between sharp black and soft, pillowy white here with Elisabetta Franchi. Lined in Jet-Black silk, these are tickets of proof that Franchi renounces luxury never.

 

Los Angeles, Henri Bendel, and Beauty Sleep

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Italy, Natural Beauty, and No Makeup: My Story

Makeup-less Me

As you guys may or may not know, Whole Foods is my holy place, I used to be a Vegan, and I’m always reading labels. But it wasn’t always this way. Here’s my backstory:

I grew up living within the dietary lifestyle of a chiropractor as a dad and Persian health nut for a mom, who’s saying never failed to remind us that “back at home in Iran, the fruits were our candy and the nuts our junk food.” She has now gone gluten-free, become a passionate advocate for water health across the globe, and my dad a nature enthusiast since forever, backpacking, camping, climbing, and biking always a checkmark on the agenda. But I was the average teen with tastebuds for sweets and creams, buying cookies from school and potato chips from the vending machines. Even worse, I was an addict of soda. I knew somewhere in my subconscious that they were all bad things but I never understood why. It was only until I grasped the reasons against my actions that I finally brought them to a stop.

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The Life of a Travel Blogger

When the miles grow long and the mediums of possible communication shrink…

This is me and my boyfriend (also the amazing webmaster of this blog), Vins, skyping with daddy in Los Angeles from Italy.