Eclipse: New Beginnings
I'm not sure anyone could ever understand how we can walk away from this, when it’s clear there is something beyond our conscious level of understanding that bonds us together.
Love Reincarnate
Exchanging glances throughout the night, we sipped cocktails in one of New York’s most glamorous and exclusive places, gazing out over all of Manhattan's glory. Spectacular.
Truth Time
Falling down the rabbit hole is a rush. Walls zoomed past as I saw him; I couldn't think or speak... and I most certainly could not look him in the eye.
One Hot Second
Work, friends, secret identities... and the men; the usual suspects created a barrier that I couldn't seem to break. Before I realized it, New York Fashion Week was over. The magazine editors, accompanied by far too many members of the blogosphere, threw back tiny glass-bottles of Russian vodka, while en route to London Town. Winter in the city seemed never-ending and yet somehow, felt like it had flown by.
Reality Check
Everyone wants to know, ‘Who is the real Chloe?’ Sit back and listen because I am about to tell you.
Good Vibrations
I absolutely adore that my friends call me with their madness, fully knowing I will never make them feel embarrassed or ashamed. People spend too much time worrying about how others will perceive them; they forget to focus on how something makes them feel.
May The Best (wo)Man Win
Vindication, the combined feeling of relief and success; a long exhale after what feels like an eternity of holding your breath. It was simple and no one could say it better than she did. “You win.”
All In Favour?
There are two types of extramarital adventures; ones that are about sex and ones are more like affairs. The difference? Sex.
Boys Beware
The incredible Diane Pernet invited me to contribute to her site, A Shaded View On Fashion Fiction. Although this story is more fact than fiction, it was included none the less.
The Blog Formerly Known As 'So I Met This Guy'
We bonded over our love of exotic food, or perhaps it was our love of wild sex. Either way we had way too much fun sneaking around the city ripping each others clothes off. It was such a cliche going to his studio, driving around in his beautiful sports-car. I thought it would all end when I left New York in the Fall, but it didn't.