New york therapy.

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Sweater: Karen Kane / Jeans: ASOS / Creepers / Jacket: Vintage / Velvet bag: Chanel / Sunglasses: Ray-ban
Photos by Kat Irlin

How do you explain to the border control people that the reason for your visit to the USA is “it was cheaper than therapy”? In all seriousness though, New York is the absolute most inspiring place on this earth for me, and a visit was long overdue. I booked myself a ticket a day before my flight, franticly emailed dozens of friends and brands, and had the best couple of days there. Sometimes you just need to do something for yourself- no strings attached.

I wore my new creepers with my classic ripped jeans, vintage leather jacket and ever-favorite striped sweater from Karen Kane. I honestly own, likely, every style of striped shirt in the world because they look so classic yet fashion forward. Maybe I’m just trying to be French though, who knows? See you for Fashion Week, NYC!

Blossom in the fall, decay in the winter.

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Coat: Unif x Urban Outfitters / Jeans: Aritzia / Top: Adidas / Boots: Ariat / Sunglasses: Ray-Ban

Isn’t it so? Everything blossoms in the fall time, and erodes as the months pass by.  I am always in awe at how nature seemingly purposefully makes the world incredibly beautiful (red leaves, sunshine, cool wind) before thrashing it totally. The peak of beauty comes right before the ultimate low.

I rediscovered a word today, “irrevocable”, and it hit home with me. A lot of what has happened, or is happening, is irrevocable. I love words and literature so much because it makes us feel like we belong, and our feelings and longings are universal. I could literally spend days on tumblr reading journal entries and getting breathless from how similar we all are.
I went on a trip with Nike to Western Canada this week and wore leggings and thermal sweaters all week long, so when I got back home I couldn’t wait to wear my ripped jeans and combat boots again. I got my new (crazy comfortable) Ariat boots in the mail this week, and am stoked on life to start wearing them in and making them look more worn. I used to never, ever like wearing “all black”. Yet now, black is all I want to wear. It’s so cool to witness your own taste change.

It all started here.

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Jacket: Mackage / Top: Christian Benner / Jeans: Topshop / Boots: ASOS

But truly, it did all start here. I shot these photos in the park that I literally grew up in. At times it’s sickening to go back there because I’m reminded by the fact that I haven’t quite reached my goals yet; I’m still right where I started. Yet at the same time, it’s quite comforting to see that not everything has changed. I still have the same friends, same neighbourhood, same shops and shopkeepers surrounding me. Perhaps it’s necessary to have a stable place to go back to when you travel so often?

I have to admit a new obsession of mine to you guys- Mackage. The designers Eran Elfassy & Elisa Dahan created the V-Shaped collar almost a decade ago, but embarrassingly enough, throughout all my years I have never owned a “real” winter jacket before. I used to go outside in -30 degrees in leather jackets, pea coats, and things of that sort. Needless to say, every winter I would come home with frostbites that not even time could de-freeze, and I’d always be that annoying friend that wants to go home already because I was frozen to death. I was missing out on life, I swear. It is five thousand percent worth it to invest in a “real” winter puffer jacket, because every day when I go outside I am still in disbelief that I’m not cold. If you’re crazy stubborn like me and refuse to admit that winter calls for a warm, quality coat, then let me inspire you with this stunning coat and this one I posted to instagram earlier last week. So much love for you, Mackage.

Still have no idea where I’m headed to next, but something tells me I’ll be at the airport soon. It’s overwhelming at times, trying to absorb and learn from how much has happened in such a short amount of time. I feel it’s almost inescapable, with no solution. It just is. It is what it is, it was what it was.