It's Thursday morning, just past 9 AM in Los Angeles, and I'm having one of those moments where clarity hits you like that first sip of too-hot coffee. You know it's going to burn a little, but you ta...
It's just past 9 AM on a Wednesday in Los Angeles, and I'm people-watching at my favorite coffee shop on Melrose instead of being in my pattern-making class. Don't judge—sometimes you need caffeine ...
It's Tuesday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my bedroom floor surrounded by fabric swatches, sketches, and—plot twist—a stack of rejection emails that would make an...
It's barely past 9 AM on a Monday in Los Angeles, and I'm experiencing that strange clarity that sometimes arrives between sips of coffee when you least expect it. Yesterday's reflections have been pe...
Sunday morning in LA hits different. It's just past 9 AM, and I'm watching the November light do its gentle thing across my apartment floor where I've spread out all my posts from the past few days. C...
It's Saturday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting in my favorite corner of my apartment surrounded by the remnants of what should have been my final project mock-up but is currently... wel...
It's just past 9 AM on a Friday in Los Angeles, and I'm sitting by my window watching the morning light play across my half-finished designs while this realization keeps tapping me on the shoulder: al...
It's 9 AM on a Thursday in Los Angeles, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my apartment floor surrounded by fabric swatches, coffee slowly going cold beside me. Yesterday's revelation about listening rat...
It's just after 9 AM on a Wednesday in LA, and I'm watching the morning light create shadows across my latest project—a deconstructed jacket that's been fighting me for days but somehow came togethe...
It's just past 9 AM on a crisp Tuesday in Los Angeles, and I'm sitting here with my sketchbook open, having one of those moments where everything from the past few days suddenly connects.
You know ho...
It's just after 9 AM on a Monday in LA, and I'm having one of those rare clarity moments that somehow only happen when you're supposed to be focusing on something else (specifically the pattern-cuttin...
It's barely past 9 AM on this sleepy November Sunday in LA, and I'm nestled in my favorite coffee shop, watching strangers interact while I avoid my portfolio revisions. Yesterday's commitment to "les...
It's Saturday morning, just past 9 AM in LA, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my balcony with my second cup of coffee, watching November arrive in real-time. There's something about the light today—c...
It's Halloween morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting by my window watching people in costumes hurrying to campus parties and morning classes. There's something beautifully ironic about a hol...
It's Thursday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm curled up in my favorite window nook at my apartment, watching the October sunlight create patterns across my sketchbook. Halloween is tomorrow, bu...
It's Wednesday morning in LA, 9 AM coffee in hand, and I'm sitting on the campus lawn watching students rush to their midweek classes. There's something about October mornings here—crisp enough to f...
It's Tuesday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm people-watching from my favorite corner at Moonbeam Coffee while waiting for my design group to arrive. Something about the way the morning light i...
It's Monday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm feeling unexpectedly energized despite it being, well, Monday. Maybe it's the lingering effect of yesterday's intentional pause, or maybe it's the t...
It's Sunday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm doing something radical – absolutely nothing.
Well, not *nothing* nothing. I'm sitting by my window with my second cup of coffee, watching the Oc...
It's Saturday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm sitting at my tiny balcony table with my sketchbook open and untouched. Instead of drawing, I've been watching the neighborhood wake up – dog wal...
It's Friday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my bedroom floor surrounded by fabric scraps, sketches, and an empty coffee mug (note to self: caffeine refill needed ASAP)....
It's Thursday morning in LA, a little after 9 AM, and I'm sitting at my favorite corner table at Moonbeam Coffee, watching the morning light cast geometric shadows through the windows. There's somethi...
It's Wednesday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm perched on my windowsill watching the city shimmer under that particular October light that makes everything look like it belongs in a coming-of-...
It's Tuesday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting on my fire escape with a steaming mug of coffee, watching the city wake up beneath a hazy October sky. There's something magical about thes...
It's Monday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm sitting at my tiny desk by the window, watching the city hustle below while I take a moment to breathe before my 10:30 class. There's something clari...
It's Sunday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my apartment floor surrounded by fabric scraps, sketches, and an embarrassingly large coffee. The October sunlight is stream...
It's Saturday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm people-watching from my usual weekend spot at Groundwork Coffee. There's something about Saturday mornings that feels like possibility – like th...
It's Friday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm curled up in my favorite coffee shop window seat, watching the city wake up. There's something about Fridays that always feels like an exhale – thi...
It's Thursday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting in the campus courtyard with my laptop, watching October sunlight filter through the palm trees. I turned in my redesigned project yesterd...
It's Wednesday morning in LA, 9 AM, and I'm sitting at my tiny kitchen table with my sketchbook open and a strange sense of calm washing over me. Looking back at this week's rollercoaster, I'm noticin...
It's Tuesday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm sitting on my apartment floor surrounded by fabric scraps and a half-finished project that was supposed to be my midterm masterpiece. Yesterday was....
It's Monday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting at my favorite corner table at Bloom Coffee, watching the weekday hustle unfold through the window. There's something about Mondays that alw...
It's Sunday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my balcony with my oversized mug of coffee, watching the city do its slow weekend stretch. Yesterday's Venice Beach adventur...
It's a lazy Saturday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm exactly where I promised myself I'd be - doing absolutely nothing productive. I'm curled up in my window nook with bedhead, oversized tee, a...
It's Friday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting by the window in my apartment, watching the city wake up while nursing my second coffee. The morning light hits differently today – softer...
It's Thursday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm curled up in my favorite corner of the design studio. The early sunlight is streaming through the windows, creating these gorgeous geometric patte...
It's Wednesday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm having one of those rare moments of clarity while people-watching at my favorite campus coffee spot. Yesterday's design high has mellowed into som...
It's Tuesday morning in LA, 9 AM, and I'm having what can only be described as a designer's high. You know that feeling when everything suddenly clicks? When the universe throws you a bone after kicki...
It's Monday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting at my favorite campus coffee shop with a sketchbook that looks wildly different than it did 24 hours ago. Yesterday's "designing for myself"...
It's Sunday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm doing something I rarely allow myself – absolutely nothing. Well, nothing except sitting on my tiny balcony with my second cup of coffee, watching ...
It's Saturday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my apartment floor surrounded by sketches, fabric scraps, and an empty coffee mug that's begging for a refill. The October...
It's Friday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm people-watching from my favorite campus bench, coffee in hand, mind wandering between class prep and deeper thoughts. Something Professor Chen said ...
It's Thursday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm curled up in my apartment's window nook watching the October sun cast long shadows across my scattered fabric samples. Yesterday's realization abo...
It's Wednesday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm nestled in my favorite corner of the campus coffee shop. There's something magical about this spot – the morning light filters through the windo...
It's Tuesday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting on my tiny balcony with my laptop, watching the city wake up while I try to make sense of this whirlwind month. September is ending today, ...
It's Monday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm sitting at my tiny kitchen counter, watching steam rise from my coffee mug while the city outside my window shifts into work mode. There's something ...
It's a quiet Sunday morning in Los Angeles, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my bed with the windows open. The weekend crowd noise from below creates this perfect urban soundtrack that...
It's Saturday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm people-watching from my favorite corner table at Bloom Coffee. There's something about weekend mornings here – the energy shifts from frantic stu...
It's Friday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm curled up on my apartment balcony with my coffee and sketchbook. There's this perfect September breeze happening that makes the city feel almost dre...
Thursday morning in LA and I'm back at my window seat in the campus coffee shop, watching the city wake up. It's just past 9 AM, and I've got this strange feeling of clarity that I can't quite explain...
It's Wednesday morning in LA, just after 9 AM, and I'm sitting at my favorite window seat in the campus coffee shop, watching the September sunshine create patterns on my sketchbook. I've been here si...
It's Tuesday morning in LA, just past 9 AM, and I'm sitting in this little corner of the design studio that I've claimed as my unofficial thinking spot. The campus is buzzing with that mid-week energy...
It's just after 9 AM on a Monday in LA, and I'm sitting by the window in the campus coffee shop, watching students rush to their first classes while I have a blessed hour before mine starts. There's s...
It's a surprisingly cool Sunday morning in LA, and I'm curled up on my apartment balcony watching the city slowly wake up. There's something magical about these quiet moments just after 9 AM when ever...
It's just past 9 AM on a Saturday in LA, and I'm having one of those rare quiet mornings where everything feels clear. I've claimed my favorite spot at Groundwork Coffee, watching the weekend crowd dr...
It's Thursday morning in LA, and I'm sitting in my favorite corner of the design studio, watching the September light create patterns on my sketchbook. There's something about this time of day – jus...
September mornings in LA hit different, and today I'm feeling extra reflective as I sit on a bench outside the design building, watching everyone rush to their 9 AM classes. Yesterday's vulnerability ...
It's Wednesday morning in LA, and I just had one of those moments where you catch your reflection in a window and barely recognize yourself. Not in a dramatic "who am I?" way, but more like... huh, so...
It's Tuesday morning in LA, and I'm watching the city wake up from my favorite spot in the design studio. There's something magical about campus at 9 AM – this perfect balance of calm and possibilit...
It's Monday morning in LA, and I'm sitting at my favorite coffee shop near campus, trying to process everything that's happened over the past week. The barista just called out "oat milk latte for the ...
It's a sunny Sunday morning in LA, and I'm sitting by my window with my sketchbook balanced precariously on my knees. There's something about the quality of September light that makes everything look ...
It's Saturday morning in LA, and I'm taking a rare moment of calm before diving into weekend studio time. There's something about 9AM on a Saturday that feels different – like the city's still wakin...
It's Friday morning in LA, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my apartment floor surrounded by fabric swatches, sketches, and an embarrassing number of coffee cups. The sunlight's hitting everything just...
It's just past 9AM on Thursday, and I'm tucked into my favorite corner of my apartment, sunlight streaming through the blinds I keep meaning to replace. I've got my sketchbook balanced on my knees and...
It's Wednesday morning in LA, and I'm feeling weirdly reflective for 9AM. Maybe it's because I've been up since 5 working on revisions for my collection, or maybe it's because I just realized somethin...
It's Tuesday morning, 9 AM, and I'm sitting in my tiny apartment with the windows open, listening to the LA traffic like it's some kind of urban meditation soundtrack. Yesterday was... a day, to put i...
Monday morning thoughts coming at you from my favorite corner table at Melrose Coffee Collective. It's just past 9AM and I'm people-watching while procrastinating on my pattern-making assignment (sorr...
It's barely 9AM on a Sunday, and I'm already on my second coffee (don't judge - the fashion student life requires chemical assistance). Last night I stayed up sketching until my hand cramped, but some...
So I just had one of those weird clarity moments that hit you out of nowhere. It's 2:14 PM and I'm sitting on a bench outside the FIDM campus, watching people walk by and realizing how much I judge ou...
Okay, so I'm totally sitting in this cute little coffee shop on Melrose right now (8AM coffee hits different when you stayed up till 3 sketching), and I finally decided to start this blog I've been th...