My mother collects things. Books - art, photography, geographic, craft, cook, spiritual. Textiles - new, vintage. People - all kinds. Until I was seven, we lived in a blue a-frame house that my parents built by hand far from city street lights. Their bedroom on the first floor had wooden floor-to-ceiling bookshelves with a rolling ladder that my father fashioned himself. I remember walking in, looking up, and then crawling into bed with my mom and staring at all of the book titles. To this day, I think my mother wanted to feed my mind first thing in the morning before she made my cereal.
Lilyan, my grandmother, does the same thing. "It is in the genes," as she says. Hours long conversations around the dinner table with her and endless questions are embedded in my perspective - food, fashion, religion, politics. She passes down her wisdom as easily as she does the Japanese lamp she gifted me from her time living outside of Tokyo where my grandfather worked as a journalist.
As fashion evolves, I cannot imagine that it is any less important to educate myself on ethical supply chains as it is to create beautiful accessories. I want more sustainable and environmentally aware options. I want to know where each piece of Lilyan bags originated. I want to keep learning together.
Here's a look back at a few of my favorite images and types of women from 2016. Heart and mind.
All the best,