Once upon a time, I was embroiled in the fashion photography world. I went to parties. I brunched. I rode the F with a paper cup of bodega coffee between my knees.
The rest is a blur. Somewhere along the way I got married. Got pregnant at sea. Realized I missed trees and disposable income.
Suddenly I found myself living behind a sheep farm in upstate New York with a husband, a first grader, and a toddler new, super hot husband, a teenager, and precocious 3rd grader. It's nice here. I like to think of it as my subversive suburban experiment.