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T / shooting lovebirds

Photo Credit: Our Labor of Love

Photo Credit: Our Labor of Love

I’m shooting my first wedding next month!!!! And I’ve got an engagement shoot coming up too!  And I couldn’t be more excited and touched that I was asked to.  #makingit right?  So many of my favourite photographers have weddings in their portfolios.  They’re kind of a big deal.  They give awards out.

Except I’ve never shot a wedding before.  But I shoot children.  I’ve shot children’s birthday parties.  It’s a freaking bloody mess.  So I can swing this right?  With a little help from my friends of course.  I’ve been following all these guys for years.  And of course, they’re not actually my friends. We’ve never met. But because I’ve seen and adore their pixels, I feel like we’d all immediately become pals when the stars aligned.

So in an effort to figure out how and what I’m gonna shoot when the big days come along.  I thought I’d share all the inspiration.


Photo Credit: Alex and Betty

Photo Credit: Alex and Betty

I’ve been following Betty’s food photos for the past while (we even made contact recently!!), but only recently got super into the wedding photography biz she has with her husband, Alex.  How cool would it be to have a beautifully, happily, super gorgeously curated couple shooting your wedding? I love their use of depth of field, all the negative space. And the magic.  That’s basically the most importance thing right?

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Photo Credit: Alex and Betty

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Photo Credit: Alex and Betty


Photo Credit: Zachary Davis Photography.

Photo Credit: Zach Davis Photography.

I love that Zachary and his partner Jodi state that “we think love is a big deal” on their about page.  This Fargo, ND-based couple take the most beautiful naturally lit, organic, earthy photos ever.  It’s everything I basically aspire to.  There’s also just something about these photos. The sense of the warm in the frigid cold of the hinterland.  Of Americana.  I love them so much.


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Photo Credit: Our Labor of Love

Whimsy and delight.  That’s something else I’ve got in my sights when it comes to celebrations of two people together.  The folks over at LA-based Our Labor of Love (it’s killing me that I can’t put a U in there) are exactly that.  Everything they shoot is just so freaking fun. They even have a photobooth.

Photo Credit: Our Labor of Love.

Photo Credit: Our Labor of Love.

Photo Credit: Our Labor of Love.

Photo Credit: Our Labor of Love.


Photo Credit: Celine Kim.

Photo Credit: Celine Kim.

I first discovered Toronto-based Celine because she had shot a friend-of-friend’s wedding (thank you Facebook – social media at work!).  And then I just fell in love with the way that she was documenting all of the love, babies and places in the little, yet huge, part of Canada that I’m from (hello Southern Ontario).  Also, Celine gets the whites perfect. All the time.

Photo Credit: Celine Kim.

Photo Credit: Celine Kim.

Photo Credit: Celine Kim.

Photo Credit: Celine Kim.


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Photo Credit: Wakil Kohsar

Photo Credit: Wakil Kohsar

Tiff’s having that kind of Wednesday.  Why can’t she be whisked off to la la land already? Cait is just sitting here, doing nothing at all, waiting for her to get here already. We clearly miss each other, and can’t wait to be reunited soon! Until then, constant pining and the I MISS YOUUUUUUUUU texts must continue.

As a fellow hoarder, I know all these experiences, minus all the free stuff.

How did she know we needed this?

These illustrations! I would love all those prints.

My first manicure in the US was here today. It’s pretty.

She experimented with all the breakfasts, so you don’t have to.

It’s 8pm on a Wednesday and all I want is pancakes.

It’s been a busy week and I seriously wouldn’t mind one of these little nooks.

Aw. 

Congrats to these two talented people!!!!!

I am totally taking Tiff here.


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C / LA top 5 for February

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Photo by Barry Feinstein 

When I moved to LA, I promised myself I would take advantage of all the cool stuff it has to offer. I was going to go see art, go to live music, and really get involved in the neighborhood. Instead, I know a lot about Netflix and have really enjoyed the view of the park from my window.

In an effort to get out of this ridiculous, wasteful rut, I have signed up for yoga, become a member at a museum, and I am making friends with the nice ladies at the juice shop. I am starting to carve out my little life here, and it’s important to me that this little life is filled with the things that I was (constantly) complaining about missing in Cambodia.

My favorite things in February are:

  1. The basics class at Urth Yoga, with Ivette. I love yoga, and have been doing it pretty regularly since college. This class has me making my schedule around it, because of the amazing teacher. For each class, there is a specific message/intention/vibe that she focuses on, and weaves in throughout the practice. It ends up feeling a little bit like stretchy therapy.
  2. Cool Haus ice cream sandwiches. You know when people find out about something delicious but unhealthy, and then they say they wish they didn’t know about it? That does not apply here. These are so delicious, and make me so happy, that the endorphins released into my body while I am eating them, actually sword fight the sugar, fat, and whatever else makes these little bitches so amazing. It also happens to be a woman-owned company and they started their empire out of a truck.
  3. Echo Park lake. Every third photo on my phone is of the lake. I spend most of my mornings walking around it, and trying to figure out which dogs I want to steal legally adopt in the future. It’s full of every kind of person, and at night the taco trucks a vendors line the park and the whole neighborhood shows up.
  4. LACMA. I have a membership here (super cool holiday gift) and I have been trying to go as often as possible. It’s a massive space, with a number of different building and all kinds of art. They rotate the exhibitions pretty regularly, and recently took down the “spaghetti” which is actually the Jesús Rafael Soto piece,”Penetrable.” When they were taking it down last week, they gave pieces of the spaghetti away, and I got one! Now I have a dirty yellow tube in my kitchen, and it counts as art.
  5. The Den MeditationSo, I have never been able to meditate, and I don’t think I have ever really been in the place to try. When I arrived in LA, my brain was the equivalent of emotional scrambled eggs. There has been a lot going on in my brain and heart, and when these classes were suggested to me, I was like, “okay, hippie.” But then I started going, and it turns out, carving out time to be kind to yourself and fully address things that stress you out, is healthy. I am doing classes on mindfulness and self compassion and it feels pretty good to be slightly less of an asshole to myself. Who knew?

So that’s my top five for the month. Because I am such a newb in town, I wouldn’t dream of doing a city guide or anything like that. But I will be doing this little top 5 every month to share what is going on in my world.

Big hugs!

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T / happy monday / meanwhile in india

Photo Credit: Haubtitz and Zoche

Photo Credit: Haubtitz and Zoche

How we view a place often comes from experience an inputs.  Here are a couple of things to disrupt what you might know about India.  Great photography, light and the best soundtracks also help.

The first thing: sk8ter girls and champion athletes. Wild Beasts is a favourite band.  Nike is a sports brand I’ve come to appreciate.

WILD BEASTS – ALPHA FEMALE from Sasha Rainbow on Vimeo.

The second thing? Urban beauty and aerial views.

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T / iconography / sofia coppola

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I am spending this week wearing Hawaiian shirts.  Because of, you know, that little project of mine.  But really, I aspire to go minimal.  Cait’s totally mastered this.  Minimal for me, usually means, stripes?  But ever since these gorgeous trousers came out, I’ve had an end goal in mind.

Sofia Coppola is a person who is the queen of the effortless, minimal chic.  I was 15 when The Virgin Suicides came out and she became the woman I wanted to be.  All that ethereal lighting in her films!  Then I turned 18, got rid of the skater boy clothes and noticed what she wore.  She gets menswear.  Yet the dresses she wears always convey a sense of girl-ish femininity.  She also gets wearing just greys, blacks and whites. Only.  Maybe some blues are thrown in there.  She was freaking Marc Jacobs’ muse in his early days, and a style icon of the 90s in her own rite.  She was married to Spike Jonze and is now with Thomas Mars.  Both pair with her like the Stan Smiths on her feet. Yes I just compared her men to accessories.  I don’t even know why I mentioned the men in her life because her work completely stands on its own.  She’s always seemed like the cool girl that I could get to be.  Accessible. Attainable.

sofia-everydaysofia-coppola1You can even see bits of her in the female protagonists that dominate her films.  Make up is always minimal.  The lines are always clean.  There is an indelible sense of her in Elle Fanning, Scarlett Johansson and Kirsten Dunst through them all.  It’s uniform by diffusion.

sofia-cinematicAnd as she’s grown up since The Virgin Suicides, that aesthetic has persisted.  And it’s clearly genetic since her niece Gia collaborated with equally clean minimal brand, Everlane, this past year.

sofia-workingSo while I’m still going to have the pops of colour somewhere.  I can’t wait to find that perfect pair of black trousers that barely skim my ankles and where them all the freaking time. But that men’s shirt on top will be totally tiki in its print. 


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Photo Credit: Klaus Pichler via Frankie.

Photo Credit: Klaus Pichler via Frankie.

Hi, team. Welcome to Wednesday, possible the least exciting of all the days. Tiff is apparently shooting all the women this weekend, and it’s gonna be bloody. Cait is basking in the California sunshine and really leaning into the clichés of LA. Life is full of yoga and smoothies right now, and it feels pretty good. Hope you have a great week!

These just came out. Someone send a pair to Cambodia stat.

Less concrete feelings on the article, but really into her hair right now.

Still a great read three years on.

I can’t get over this dress.

How gorgeous are these aerial photos?

Punch of happiness, right in the face.

I want to live on that massive couch. Forever.

Why can’t green juice taste like waffles?

I’m re-loving water colours these days with all these ideas.

My friend, Amanda, opened this little piece of green heaven a few months ago in DC!

 


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C /my shinyass jacket

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So it’s Valentines Day and that’s neat, I am all for community-sanctioned candy festivals. The day itself means very little to me, but hooray for love and all that. I’m not here to talk about love, or loving yourself, or your Galentines or even chocolate. This is the story of my shinyass jacket.

I was having a down day last Friday, and seemed to be absorbing all of the frustration of the world and taking in upon myself to feel it all. You know, healthy, reasonable stuff. I succeeded in not showering until 1pm and decided it was time to get out of the house, so I went to Target, in a mall, in Los Angeles. Obviously, the most stress-free, chilled out place in the world.

Malls are weird and I am not used to them yet. The convenience is exciting, but everything smells like a mix of Abercrombie cologne stank and Panda Express. It’s confusing for my face, because I get all excited about Panda (don’t you judge me) but then the Abercrombie stank just smacks me in the nose with douche poison and memories of high school heartbreak. Anyway, the jacket.

I went into Zara, which I don’t do anymore because I am not thrilled about how they make their stuff, but I wanted to touch things. I combed through a lot of pieces that looked a lot like everything else from the last three years, and then, as I was walking to check out with my two on-sale tank tops and a 7.99 yellow velvet dress that feels important, I saw it.

It was sitting there on the wrong rack, jammed in there and sort of wonky, sending me sparkly vibes. I wandered over to grab it, saw it was my size, and THEN saw that it was on sale. (Are you on the edge of your seat? I bet you are.) It’s a bomber jacket, that looks like it used to be dark, dirty green, but then somebody dropped it into a pot of glitter at the jacket factory and decided to send it to the store to see if anyone noticed.

I noticed. I put that bad boy on and I am never taking it off. The inside is lined with some sexy green business that I want to be buried in. I want to wear this jacket for eternity, damnit. I love it so much I took it camping this weekend, and it may or may not have been weather appropriate.

I can’t find the exact jacket on the internet, this one come pretty close, but I think if you are going to go around, buying shiny jackets, you should get this one, because I like the women behind the company.

And because I have gorgeous friends who look amazing in my jacket, you get a photo of her, too. Because I love you.

lila

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T / happy monday / all the (super fast) reads

Photo Credit: Cara Robbins for Girls at Library.

Photo Credit: Cara Robbins for Girls at Library.

I have a tendency to do deep dives into reading.  I’m talking about slaughtering 3-4 books within a weekend (because apparently binge reading is how I do ever since I moved to a city that doesn’t have public transit for my usual commute).  It’s never anything that would be found in the Western Canon.  Quite the opposite actually.  I’m a fan of the quicky slap dash murder mystery.  And lately, they’ve been all lady-centered.  As in the protagonists.  As in imperfect real(ish) women who are flawed and somehow feel knowable.  And sometimes a little untrustworthy.  You’ve already met them in The Girl on the Train and Gone Girl.  It’s officially a genre now.  So in celebration of an anti-Valentine’s day, independent women who solve all the murders and don’t need a dude to get them out of rut, here are all the reads.


the-girl-before-the-grown-up-the-riverThe Girl Before is allegedly the new Fifty Shades…minus all the bad writing stuff.  It’s a different approach to submission and dominance with two protagonists and one of them is dead.  There’s a super minimalist house, so it’s the opposite of your hygge Swedish crime thriller.  Ugh, there’s so much more I want to say but I can’t.  Look, it’s not Agatha Christie, nor Tana French (see below), but it’s a good quickie. Hehehe.

Remember The River Wild?  And The Descent?  And Deliverance?  Smack all three together and you get this pro-lady survival tale.  The River at Night has all the very easily relatable characters.  You’ve known all of them. You might even be one of them, even if they may be caricatures.  Erica Ferencik even ages them up a bit.  Because, as we all know 40 is the new 30.  In any case, the biggest lesson learned is that I should not plan a reunion group rafting trip when my ladies the next time we want to get together. Vino all the way.

The Grownup is a super shorty!  I finished it over a lunch break!  With a super wry, very sardonic and ultra flawed protagonist, it’s easy to want to just grab her by the shoulders and just yell at her: “GET IT TOGETHER GIRL.”  But if you’re willing to overlook a bunch of issues and are just looking for a satisfying novella, here it is.

 

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Apparently I’m not the only one to be digging this lady.  Reese Witherspoon will be turning all of Ruth Ware’s UK-set messy crime solvers into films over the next couple of years.  Both protagonists in The Woman in Cabin 10 and In a Dark Dark Wood wind up in remote locations and are basically left to their own bruised wits to get out alive and figure out who is behind everything.   There are more than a few red herrings to mess things up too.

history-of-wolves-and-tana-frenchIt gets hot here, so I dig any story that involves the dark and cold.  Give it a try.  Literary air-conditioning. I swear. History of Wolves is one of these reads.  Add in a bit of counter culture with the commune-setting, and the tragedy and intensity of the remote life; this novel is more than your typical page turner.  It’s a work by a new amazing author completely in its own right.

I couldn’t leave this list without the newest from Tana French, which I was already excited about when it was released a few months ago.  Tana French already has a great history of female detectives, and The Trespasser is just her latest.

 

 


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T / apparently i make videos now

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Photo Credit: Columbia Pictures (and completely aspirational).

Somewhere in my mind, I decided that I should get into video.  I’d dabbled in it a couple of times, but it just seemed daunting.  Better let the pros take care of it.

Maybe it was because I was tired of the stop motion clips I was making.  Or maybe it was because I went total fangirl on Koheun and Justin’s gorgeous glimpses into their peripatetic life, while also living vicariously through this lady who gets all the fresh air.  And maybe somewhere along the way I met one of these guys and they said the magic words: “go for it.”  So I did.  I got a fancy (temporary!) traditional job that would help pay for all the gear.  And before I knew it, I got obsessed with wearing a GoPro while doing (almost) all the things.  I’m hoping to get better. I can’t wait to make things look brighter.  And sharper.  (The list of things that could be improved is neverending).  And I can’t wait to show you all the snapshots of these lives of Cait and I, of all the places we go.

Last Friday, my pal Adrienne suggested an impromptu drink in our neighbourhood’s new speakeasy.  I live in the [insert Williamsburg/Shoreditch/Kreuzberg/Noe Valley] of Phnom Penh.  Something is always opening.  It generally involves someone impossibly hip and in suspenders.  So I decided to start a brand spanking new series of all the wonderful local haunts.  Here’s my first stab at it (and you can see all the other mostly Crossfit-inspired stabs here).  I wouldn’t be doing any of this without all of your support.  So here’s to hoping that these videos only get better over the next year.

Tiff Does Happy Hour – Nissai Bar from Tiffany Tsang on Vimeo.


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Photo Credit: Diana Beltran Herrera

Photo Credit: Diana Beltran Herrera

Hi team! Happy Wednesday! I can only wish for the swag of that paper chicken. Tiff is having a rollercoaster of a week which has included general clutziness (boo), a new lens (yay), more general clutziness (boo) and awesome meals with with awesome people (yay).  So she’s basically a little bruised but generally happy. Cait is digging the cold and rainy vibes of LA these days, and snuggling into life. She is also working on finding a balance between staying aware of the political shit storm in the US, and staying sane. Any tips are appreciated. Have a great week!

Shiny! I want it.

I am through the moon about #immigrantfoodstories and cannot wait for the deep dive into all the dishes (and stories!)

These ladies are straight up amazing.

Congrats on my pal Sana on the re-launch of This Is Worldtown.  The new site is gorgeous!

Seriously? Really. REALLY?

Really looking forward to this Netflix series.

Zoe Kravitz is killing it.

I can’t wait to cry my heart out for this Hulu series.  Ugh, the dystopia just feels so real.

“By most definitions, Tom Hiddleston is…uncool.” But he sounds really nice.

Leandra stopped shopping too!