of the 25th

I spent the first half of yesterday traveling back from San Francisco — an overnight flight to Chicago, breakfast at the airport, then off to Newark and the journey home to Brooklyn. I walked into my apartment around 3pm, exhausted from lack of sleep. The day seemed like a complete wash, but my roommates really turned things around. The entire apartment was decorated in Joseph Gordon-Levitt, stacks of Oreos and peanut butter, beer, and words of humor and happiness.

Thank you to everyone — from San Francisco to New York — that made my 25th a year to remember. It’s been an awakening number to come to, but I believe it’s going to be a great one.

xoxo
jc

This is my new (old) green desk. C and I spotted it on the curb a few weeks back and hauled it home. I spent a little time selecting a paint color I thought would keep me cheery from morning to night, and with a little love (and a week waiting for the paint to dry), here it is. My new (and first official) work space in Brooklyn. Happiness.

I went to see the Bergdorf Goodman windows, just as I did on this day last year. I’m in complete awe at the talent and beauty that shows through, such amazing creativity from the story, clothing and props, right down to the mannequins and lighting. Incredible.