casual luxury

You scored a rent stabilized Tribeca loft and everyone you know is jealous. Sure, the power occasionally goes out, but with so much natural light streaming in, it barely registers. At night you read by the light of three XL Trudon Abd El Kader candles anyway. The space has a chic, lived-in feel—slightly undone but elevated by Turkish rugs, towering book stacks, and plenty of white flax linen. Everything you own is either thrifted or gifted, and your makeup bag, a vintage Louis Vuitton handed down from your grandmother, contains just one item: a well-loved tube of Chanel Rouge in 470 Marthe from three years ago. Who needs makeup when you have weekly Joanna Czech facials?

Inspired by The Row Spring 2024, Carolyn Bessette-Kennedy, and Stella Dallas Living.

Stay toasted, xx.

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