I don’t share party photos as much as I used to but this was a boozy weekend that started at #Hollyday for her birthday and ended with a little Holiday dinner at the Nord house. Thanks to everyone who came out and looked great. (Friends email me if you want a hi-res)
Last night a Rich Tong and I had joint birthday party and got all of our friends in a room together, hired a jazz band, rented out the bar and left the rest to chance. Thanks to everyone who came out, we love you all.
I have made friends all over the world, at a bar in Brazil, on the bike in New York, on the top of a dune in Abu Dhabi, in the back seat of a pick up truck in Georgia, at a cafe in Rome and a bookstore/bar in Paris. I laughed long and hard in Lake Placid, stood silently in San Francisco and jump and ran in Los Angeles. I have made new friends all over the world but I have solidified my best friendships in the woods.
Sometimes you have to leave the bar, leave the city and go do something out of the ordinary. Seek adventure, because likely it’s not looking for you.
In which we get upstreamed all night in the East Village
Rich Tong walking through Chinatown
Title: The Peacock
Beirut - The Peacock
We shook off our coats and shook off the cold after walking into one of my favorite haunts on Canal St, hunting down a good Manhattan to cap off the evening. Clandestino was playing sad music last night, crooners and strummers quietly filling the space we left between each other at the corner of the bar. 6 months ago I decided I wanted to meet the kind of people who were keen to shape the future in some way, and while listening to The Peacock and stirring my second drink I thought how happy I was to have found them.
Happy Birthday Alexis. Thank you for your honestly, friendship and that all elusive smile. Enjoy her here.
Life get’s in the way. People lose jobs, get new ones; fall in love, get hurt; get busy, fall out of touch. It’s part of being an adult, part of chasing your myth. Yesterday I saw Alexis for the first time in too long and for a minute or two we walked through the park and did not speak to each other. Children teddle-toddled down paths too quickly and dogs yawned next to reading owners, light leaked trough leaves like they were coffee filters and she leaned over and said, “See, this is what it’s like to slow down”. In that moment it felt nice, it felt right.
James is a busy man. Multitasking is key.
Shoots don’t just happen on their own. Find time where you can.