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30 Years, 30 Lessons
An obligatory list of 30 lessons as I reflect on turning 30 :) Take action. Follow the thread of your curiosity, even if it points far from the path you...
30 Years, 30 Lessons
An obligatory list of 30 lessons as I reflect on turning 30 :) Take action. Follow the thread of your curiosity, even if it points far from the path you...
Turning 30
Yesterday was the eve of my 30th birthday—and the anniversary of my mom’s passing. For the past seven years, these two truths have lived side by side, creating a quiet...
Turning 30
Yesterday was the eve of my 30th birthday—and the anniversary of my mom’s passing. For the past seven years, these two truths have lived side by side, creating a quiet...
Hi from Delhi :)
Hi from Delhi!I’m here for my bi-annual factory visit—working alongside our production team, refining design, and developing our future collections. Despite the 6 day work weeks and long hours at...
Hi from Delhi :)
Hi from Delhi!I’m here for my bi-annual factory visit—working alongside our production team, refining design, and developing our future collections. Despite the 6 day work weeks and long hours at...
Tiny Revolutions
I designed the spring collection in the midst of a season of change: I’m closing the last chapter of my twenties, I stepped away from a long-term relationship, I'm living...
Tiny Revolutions
I designed the spring collection in the midst of a season of change: I’m closing the last chapter of my twenties, I stepped away from a long-term relationship, I'm living...
What a tease
Every year, Fool’s Spring arrives like clockwork. One warm, golden day that tricks us into believing winter is behind us. Yesterday, I wore open-toed shoes and, for the first time...
What a tease
Every year, Fool’s Spring arrives like clockwork. One warm, golden day that tricks us into believing winter is behind us. Yesterday, I wore open-toed shoes and, for the first time...
Something to look forward to
We made it through the arctic tundra that was NYC this week. As the wind and snow whipped past my face and I waddled to the studio wearing no less...
Something to look forward to
We made it through the arctic tundra that was NYC this week. As the wind and snow whipped past my face and I waddled to the studio wearing no less...