One month left in this special place. Trying to host a lot of dinner parties before I move out.
Goodbye. Thank you.
My grandparent's basement kitchen where all the homemade bread and gnocchi and tarrellas and biscotti are made. ❤️
My grandfather moved to America from Abruzzo, Italy in the 50s. He worked as a construction worker and built this house for his family in the 70s (very obvious from this photo). His continuous hard work has benefited and enriched the lives of everyone in my family & I am eternally grateful. Buona festa del papà ❤️
The other day my dad said very sweetly, "you should have known your mother when she was your age...just so beautiful!" I wish I had, but thankful to have her in my life at all. I love you, mom. Happy Birthday! 💕
Dreams never end.
In need of a full ghoul reunion.
I love this excerpt by Caitlin Moran so much, I printed the words and put them above my studio table. Celebrate your existence.
The process matters.
Love the spaces you inhabit. Really live in them, absorb them, interact with them.
Dug through my archives for this one. Happy Birthday, tine! Hope your day is as sweet as you are 😎