Lost In Translation

And then, I find myself stuck in the search of both adventure and familiarity,

the desire for everything and nothing. 

It feels like forever since I've left LES.

I've really had some of the best times there. As much as I miss it though, I knew a change of scenery was much needed. (My apologies for falling off for so long, whoever said moving craziness isn't real is a liar.)

These are the last set of photos I had shot in the lower east side, with my talented friend Stephanie randomly poking around the street corners. I have to say I loved living in that unapologetically grungy dirt hole. But just like the change of seasons, we wouldn't cherish or look forward to the summertime the same way, if we never knew anything other than the endless sun and warmth.

The funny thing is, Brooklyn grew on me more quickly than I expected. 

Living further away from work, from the coffee shops, bars I was so familiar with forced me to venture out again. When my favorite cafe, galleries, and restaurants were all on the same block, I forgot what it feels like to get lost in the city.

It's nice to experience the feeling of adventure again. With everything so spread out in my new neighborhood, I can stroll at any pace I want, take detours, and incessantly snap photos with my disposable camera like it's no one's business. I find myself in a place of calmness and curiosity that I haven't been in, in a long time. 

So they say that all good things come to an end, but I guess it just brings the beginning of other good things. 

 Wearing:  Vintage denim from Asos Marketplace, thrifted tank, old old kimono from Urban Outfitters.

Wearing: Vintage denim from Asos Marketplace, thrifted tank, old old kimono from Urban Outfitters.