Mama Wore: Central Park

October 27, 2015

Sweater by Ivory Row

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Mama Travels: San Clemente

October 8, 2015

I had an internship in Fountain Valley, California once when I was 18 years old. My dad hooked it up with his company Hyundai where I was hired as a summer intern to design car manuals for the entire summer. It was the most boring job ever but the greatest perk was that I got to have my lunch on the beach.

Since then my California beach experience has been limited to Marina del Rey, Los Angeles. My younger sister, Julie, lives in Marina del Rey with her son and a husband. Her son is absolutely delicious. I considered getting a job as a flight attendant so I can go visit him all the time. So whenever I go to California, I confine 5 mile radius of my sister’s house and never leave. But this time I decided to branch out of this jail I put myself in.


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Mama Wore in Bushwick

October 5, 2015

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Mama Travels: Bushwick, NY

October 2, 2015

Whenever I travel people ask me where I’m from. I answer with pride that I am from New York City! And most of time, people look at me with pure envy.

People don’t just end up in New York City but come with a purpose and mostly with blazing ambition. As the saying goes, if you make it here, you can make it anywhere and I couldn’t agree more. This city is expensive, harsh, and there is no sugar coating the abrasiveness and aggressiveness, but what I love about this city is that it’s completely and utterly honest and unfailingly direct.  And of course this city offers an abundance of opportunities and  limitless diversity.

During the summer I spend a lot of time being away from the city. But when September rolls around I love to explore New York’s tucked away gems. On a given late summer day, I grabbed my bike, hopped on the A train to Dumbo and rode my bike all the way to Ridgewood, Queens! For those who don’t know, that’s 3 burroughs of bike riding.  I am accompanied by a Brooklyn resident who just so happens to have an expertise in mural art. We slowly head towards Bushwick. The first neighborhood I pass is the Hasidic Jews community. I felt like I was in a movie. It’s almost as if the neighborhood stopped modernizing with the rest of the city once the radio was invented.


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