I have never been one for exposing the midriff, nor have I ever been a fan of shorts, but this is an exception.
This is what happens when you have found your own style groove. I would have never thought of putting these garments together in such a way, but then again, it’s just not me. However if I did do midriff baring shirts and shorts, I would absolutely follow suit. -tM
Even though we have become a secular society where Sunday’s are no longer “God’s” day of rest, where businesses are forced to remain closed and family time is a requirement (boy do I remember how boring a Sunday could be as a child, quoting Morrissey as an appropriate reference “Everyday is like Sunday, everyday is silent and grey” because that is exactly how it felt, dull, grey, and boring; lazing around all day trying to amuse oneself with play and fascination). Anyway, I digress…
As an adult, I find that I still hold onto those lazy Sunday’s as a way of life, a space for letting go, and connecting to what matters and to those I love. I consciously take it slow on a Sunday. It’s become a way of life. It is a day that I reserve solely for myself and for things that matter to me. It is my day of rest.
How about you, how do you spend your Sunday? -tM
“Garden design is all about concealment and surprise.” Andrew Crofts, Secrets of the Italian Gardener
I have this friend, of the opposite sex, that has been in my life ever since my first birthday. On and off we would continuously weave in and out of each others lives, sometimes more regularly then others, but no matter where we were in life, we would always keep the communication lines open even if geography or life wouldn’t allow us the face to face time.
Life long friendship is a massive gift, and he has always made it easy for me to ” just be” in that friendship, and I believe I in return have allowed him the same ease.
Having him in my life makes me feel like all will be okay with the world. He is just that kind of strong and safe for me. -tM
Bound to beauty in all of its infinite forms, this 17th Century statue standing in the garden of a villa; solitary, lost in the trees, cypresses, and pines makes me long for a secret affair. -tM
Here are the details, up close, and personal, parts of a whole, commanding you take a closer look, not unlike Lili herself.
Layer upon layer, not only is her graffiti style powerful, but it is also an entry way into a sensual, self-assured world that explores the raw scope of what it means to be a woman in today’s society, ever evolving, ever changing, making no apologies for her sexuality.
A show dedicated to love, and as Lili so eloquently put it: “It’s not always about the journey, sometimes it’s about the neon dreams in dark places. Tonight, it’s all about you.”
So, this is what happens when love comes to town. -tM
You can inquire more about LIli’s work here: @lils_m
A quiet power,
It cannot be still.
Its singular wave
moves our infinite existence. -tM
I get lost in the light, the shape, the implied movement, frozen, yet incredibly fluid. I have never had pool photography feel like a pastoral painting; calm, relaxed, and expansive.
Compact in frame, its reach is almost mythical. The prophetic powers of the elusive pool mermaids, enticing us to come closer and live with them, if only momentarily, beneath the urban sea. -tM
There is something to be said about embracing, or at the very least accepting every season for what it is. Finding beauty in those moments, after a storm, during a heat wave, in the middle of a downpour, or on a windy day reminds one to take pause. Look around, grab your lovers hand and take it slow. Because taking it slow, is sexy. -tM
Colour and mood inspiration on this frigid winter morning. I am always inspired by how soft the light can be in the summer. It is such a season of contrasts in illumination. -tM
Photography: Franco Fontana
The newly revamped Caffé Fernanda pays homage to Pinacoteca di Brera, one of Milan’s art galleries that is home to some of the leading collections of Italian paintings around the world.
The art pieces displayed in the café elevate its design, engaging and inspiring the patrons, making their café visit feel like a gallery experience.
The grandeur of the space pays tribute to the neoclassical architecture, coupled with the post war 1950’s renovation of the space, and juxtaposed with the contemporary approach to art curation it becomes a space that seduces through texture & design.
I appreciate design that takes into account not only the history of the space but also the value and preservation of that history in its reconstruction.
I cannot help but pause for such beauty, and in silence I take a bow. -tM
Photography: Michele Nastasi | Yatzer
On Friday’s I exhale.
It is probably my most favourite day of the week because I have the freedom of the weekend ahead. It is really a state of mind I suppose, the letting go on a Friday night. Maybe I should try this letting go approach Mon-Thurs night and see if I fare better in general with that attitude.
Ah Friday’s, I am in love. -tM
I have this childhood friend who not only makes me laugh, but makes me want to dance when in his presence.
That’s the thing about childhood friends, you will always love them because you grew up together and shared the intensity of your formative years with one another.
There is a magic in that, it is called acceptance, and that is all you need to feel comfortable in your own skin. -tM
For when you are overcome with desire and the need for some instant gratification…
Great LIVE remixed version. -tM
In the spirit of this time of year, where most of us will be celebrating the holidays, seeing one another, or gathering around for celebratory brunches, lunches, or dinners; the design of the above kitchen is just the icing on the cake for such forums.
I could sit gathered around that table all night long. -tM
The beauty of repetition in art and design, meditative in quality and eloquent in its tone, it raises our consciousness and takes us higher. -tM