Tag Archives: Richmond VA

Flush to the beat of your own drum.

Hey! Things were getting a little serious around here, so I figured I’d tell y’all a quick story to lighten things up. It’s called “The Follow-Up Flush.” It hails from a small, legendary all-girls’ prep school in Richmond, VA. In an era full of Double Dare, Don Johnson and the Doobie Brothers. These were girls […]

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Pee breaks.



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In the weeds.

[Rag & Bone Skinny Repair jeans + Need/Supply Knightsbridge sweater + Sigerson booties.]   In the weeds, guys. In the weeds. Can barely respond to emails, let alone accomplish things I’m responsible for that people pay me to do. When I push the toothpaste out of the tube in the morning, I skip so far […]

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Hot water.

[Sam + Lavi button up + Free People trapeze slip + Sam Edelman boots + Vanessa Mooney vial necklace] Thought I’d push something out into the void, Internet! Here’s a little taste of RVA for you… a few things I managed to do & see around the hood between stretches of near-constant work for the […]

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Trees grow all over the streets.

[Mara Hoffman Frida Cocoon Coverup, via shopbop + TR Joey cutoffs + Led Zeppelin tshirt + Sam Edelman Louies.] A simple formula works best for most instances. It’s an easy thing to forget, but boiling it down—boiling everything down—it works. Shorts, a t-shirt, a bath robe-ish sort of mechanism… friends, a dock, a bottle of […]

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Happy day of birth, Roberto!

[Daughters of the Liberation jacket + Moyna sequined vest + AG legging jeans + Sam Edelman boots + Sam & Lavi blouse + Anthro feather necklace + Dannijo bag. Most important is the beer: the beer is Saison DuPont. Write that down.] Took my number one dude down to the river for a pre-birthday dinner […]

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Good times at RVA’s new Shockoe Denim.

While Rob was still out making wine in Oregon, I invited myself to a little opening shindig at Shockoe Denim to scope the goods—and as an excuse to wear my maribou vest out in public. They’re a new custom denim lab here in Richmond, VA and the space alone was an inspiration. Ran into some […]

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Paint it black.

So, big news:

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Sad day in The Fan today.

[The porch next door.] You can choose how close—or how separated—you are with your neighbors. That’s the funny thing about living in a place like the Fan: win, lose, or draw, your neighbors define your living experience. [Lenny, in Apt 3 above, with the elephant feet and the horrible taste in women/music/hours of sleep; I […]

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Take a penny, leave a penny.

As promised, a post of epic proportions, summing up any activity not directly work-related over the last month or so. Things have been so hectic! (Smile.) But even as I wake up most mornings in a sheer panic wondering how I will possibly get through to the end of the day (I’m very dramatic in […]

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Scuffletown Park.

So many reasons to love the Fan. And this was an early frontrunner. Scuffletown Park has a pretty interesting little history—best explained in the comment section of this Fan of the Fan post—and it’s becoming a part of ours now, too. It seems to draw out something different in an afternoon solely intended for sun […]

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On near misses and bulls’ horns.

[Been wearing this exact combo pretty much nonstop for a month. Kind of gross. Urban Outfitters t-shirt + AG jeans + Kors boots + Banana jacket.] I’m always wary of airing any dirty laundry here. I’ve been called out on it before and it felt like an ugly accusation; it’s my podium, after all. It’s […]

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