NYC in the summertime has its own whole soul to it… it’s a sweaty, grimy, rawness that’s not for the fair weather traveler. Only die hards remain when the temps get up past 90. One could argue it’s New York in its most authentic state: 2am halal on the street corner, buzzing traffic and the drips of air conditioner condensation falling on your head; fellow revelers everywhere, wearing wild ensembles that no one bats an eye at. A few weeks ago, I had the joy of experiencing this version of NYC, and I’m sharing tiny glimpses of my trip below. It was a work-and-pleasure combo, and as always, creative inspiration in spades. Enjoy!
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Field Trip: Marfa
Marfa is somewhere I’ve longed to visit… I’d heard tales of the scene there: of glamping in Airstream trailers at El Cosmico and watching the stars explode against an unadulterated black sky, of glamorous parties in unexpected locales, with down-and-out ranchers mixing with the international art-world glitterati in this middle-of-nowhere junction. I was intrigued.
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