Saturday, February 28, 2015

Ten years from now, make sure you can say that you chose your life, you didn’t settle for it.

Mandy Hale


Tuesday, February 24, 2015

A place that I am aching to go back to when time permits.

Alex + Sam

Friday, February 13, 2015

DSC_0339 One of the most lovely things about this online community is its support and encouragement towards creating new.  Over the last year, I've been wanting to capture love inspired by the countless images of Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg- simple, beautiful and so sweetly true in its affection.

Alex and Sam (previously relative strangers who I am now adoring as new friends and forever muses!) opened up their home in Wicklow to Grace and I last weekend and it was Irish countryside and light in all of its loveliness.DSC_0425 picisto-20150212130050-364167 DSC_0550 DSC_0134 DSC_0243 DSC_0051 DSC_0248 DSC_0453 DSC_0228
There are countless images from that weekend, so many I wish I could post here for weeks on end.  It's not very often where the story in your head translates to reality and I am so, so thankful to Alex, Sam and Grace for their time in making it come true.

And thank you dear readers, friends, for your support and encouragement always.  It really means the world to me.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity and her flaming self respect. And it's these things I'd believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she should be.

I love her and that is the beginning of everything.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Sam + Alex

Monday, February 9, 2015

DSC_0103 DSC_0532 DSC_0043 DSC_0322 DSC_0121 DSC_0193 DSC_0254 At the start of every year, I have a bucket list of plans. Many of them which fall to the wayside due to some insecurity of mine but this year, I am so silently determined to make true all of those ideas I excitedly hold dear.  Capturing love was one of them, especially after building the courage to say yes to a few small weddings this year (!).

Enter Sam and Alex- they are music, fresh air and comfort.  Spending a sunny Wicklow day with these two and beautiful, talented Grace was a joy.

I cannot wait to share more of this little story later this week.

Sweet Emma

Friday, January 30, 2015

Nine times out of ten, I will always prefer the spontaneous, not quite ready for the camera images. Next weekend, I get the opportunity to bring to life a little love story that I've had in my head for ages. Needless to say-I am inexplicably excited.

*Image of Emma (a beautiful attendee) from this Kinfolk event in London. 

Simple meals

Since moving into the new apartment, my time in the kitchen has been little to none. Embarrassingly, it has been variations of avocado toasts, soups, pancakes, wine in coffee mugs (for nights off and FaceTime dates with friends) and the many cringe-worthy takeaway.  It is a hard transition to go back into cooking for 'just me' and I have made a very slow journey back to it.  Sweet single friends, please tell me I'm not alone here.

Truthfully, I have always liked the process of putting together a beautiful spread for company in the past but lately, simple is the only thing working for me.  Enter the most non-fussy, adaptable to your own liking, baked eggs recipe.  A good quality beefy tomato is a must.
Slice the top of the tomato.
Remove the inner contents with a spoon.
Drizzle with olive oil and balsamic vinaigrette.
Roast tomato in oven at 180-200ÂșC for about 20 minutes.
Remove from oven and crack an egg inside the tomato.
Top with whatever your heart desires (basil, cheese, etc)
Roast for a further 7-8 minutes or until the egg is done to your liking.
Season and top with more of your favourite accompaniments. DSC_0414

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Love her but leave her wild. 


For the Wanderlust

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

"Where's home for you?'' A seemingly simple question that always creates a moment of pause. Born in India, living in the States for years before coming to Ireland, and then a considerable amount of travel thereafter- nothing and everything feels like home at times.

Coming across this passage by Nick Miller today is for my fellow wanderlusts, adventurers and kindred spirits.  I adore it. And quite naturally, it makes me feel itchy feet to travel again...and soon.
Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow Internet connections. Travel is extraordinary conversations with ordinary people. It’s waiters, gas station attendants, and housekeepers becoming the most interesting people in the world. It’s churches that are compelling enough to enter. It’s McDonald’s being a luxury. It’s the realization that you may have been born in the wrong country. Travel is a smile that leads to a conversation in broken English. DSC_0102
It’s the epiphany that pretty girls smile the same way all over the world. Travel is tipping 10% and being embraced for it. Travel is the same white T-shirt again tomorrow. Travel is accented sex after good wine and too many unfiltered cigarettes. Travel is flowing in the back of a bus with giggly strangers. It’s a street full of bearded backpackers looking down at maps. Travel is wishing for one more bite of whatever that just was. It’s the rediscovery of walking somewhere. It’s sharing a bottle of liquor on an overnight train with a new friend. 

Travel is ‘Maybe I don’t have to do it that way when I get back home.'

(pictures from a sunset road trip in North East Hungary last year)

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