How did it suddenly become the Harvest Moon, precisely September 20th, 2021, last night? The Fullest Moon of the year hangs so low for the next few nights so farmers can finish their long days of labor. I too feel like a laborer of Love, that has been growing for many years, perhaps more so this year due to a time-space continuum paradox. Yes, it was a special year; it’s been eventful, trying, challenging, adventurous, fun, funny, fast and furious. It came by a quiet storm, started with a lot of open ended questions, evolved into a being of its own, and now demands the answers to at least some that are close to heart. As the prophecy says – The future is not written in stone, and it changes constantly like the multiverse we live in, but sometimes I just want to know now, yes — right now! Lets ask the Harvest Moon 🙂
As the famous lyrics from Simon and Garfunkel song go to the acclaimed film “The Graduate,” I feel that the human race has finally graduated to the next evolutionary level with Covid virus still being the main world event. Although we will never be the same again, this transitory state of being is coming to a full circle. The questions are essentially still the same – to get vaccines or wait, to travel or stay put, to wear masks or take chances, the list goes on… Still, I can’t help but sense that we have transcended to a new way of being, understanding, and expressing – we “died” and been reborn, got more spiritual and grounded. So happy Rebirth-day to us all! ❤️🧚♀️💋
Time is fleeting, birthdays come and go, Easter eggs have hatched and the world is still fighting the pandemic. As I try to remain teachable, I witness miracles of light, hope, humility and gratitude surrounding me. I believe that the truth is out there and life is full of magic and beauty. The people we let into our kingdoms magnify our best qualities and help us slay our demons. April showers will bloom May flowers, radiant rainbows and fresh Spring perfumes will fill our lungs with humanity… I love you!
As the world waited for 2021 with bated breath to finally arrive and replace this very trying, unpredictable and explosive year, one thing remains absolutely clear – we must move forward, hopeful and optimistic for better things to come. It has already begun – new presidency, a vaccine to eradicate the pandemic and a generally brighter outlook to the future. Still, even if global travel is suspended indefinitely until the world is somewhat stable and open, I keep moving and dancing… As they say – the moving target is the hardest to hit! I do enjoy my hometown of LA – I explore it more and more with people in my life that I love and cherish. Enjoy the view, do it with a smile, and the grass is just as green here as it is anywhere…:)
“Did I give you my heart? And the very next day – did you give it away? And this year… I would give it to someone special…” This year, that will go into history as the crazy 2020, while the mysterious virus made the world stand still… and the people with it. But hope prevails, and so do all the magical lovely things that are worthy fighting for, living for, aspiring for… Let us help one another to be better versions of ourselves in the year to come, and spread love and understanding, and carry each other, always… Enjoy these memories , as I share them with you here and have a little giggle…Be happy, joyous, and free! Lots of love…
In fact, she is one little cute punk-rocker prancer-dancer ingenue from a future-retro artsy chill area in east Los Angeles called Los Feliz, underneath the Griffith Park Observatory and the infamous Greek Amphitheater, home to many of the rockstar concerts and special events. Every now and then, after clicking her heels three times, she’d be gone with the wind, so to speak, in whatever directions the air streams take her, still continental USA (sadly, foreign air is still off limits for now). Oh where oh where did she teleport again? Looks like Lake Tahoe, a quirky town of Reno on the Nevada/Cali border, woodsy town of Truckee, in the wilderness, inhabited by bears and deer, then grand NY on the east coast – autumn foliage and fresh crisp chill air excursions; and back to Joshua Tree for desert sun and stargazing, and a royal visit to Bel Air. What’s next? 🙂
While my plans to visit Europe this Fall got hijacked by the infamous virus, what’s a girl to do if she is banned from Paris? Click those heels and teleport to Texas, perhaps Austin or somewhere I’ve never been. I like Texas and Texans in general, all things “cowboy” and country, those handcrafted Lucchese boots, Stetson Hats, vintage denim Levi’s and rock-and-roll tees, and so much midwestern swag that at times it gets lost in translation. Cute town, with bars open early afternoon, health-conscious Texans working out by the river, really great coffee, collectible Broncos, great Cuisine, lake Travis, old neighboring towns and lots of sunshine. Of course I still love Cali, and there’s still my fave Chateau Marmont, DTLA excursions, Palm Springs, Joshua Tree retreats and fabulous shoes to wear. Enjoy the joy ride and keep smiling at the world!
Are you the spy who loved me? Perhaps nobody can explain it better than Carly Simon in her cult classic song from James Bond’s serial franchise. My pictorial is an homage to her sultry and soulful lyrics – My photos-her words. Shhhh. Your secrets are safe with me:) Promise! “Nobody does it better. Makes me feel sad for the rest. Nobody does it half as good as you. Baby, you’re the best. I wasn’t lookin’ but somehow you found me. It tried to hide from your love light. But like heaven above me The spy who loved me Is keepin’ all my secrets safe tonight. And nobody does it better. Though sometimes I wish someone could. Nobody does it quite the way you do. Why’d you have to be so good? The way that you hold me Whenever you hold me. There’s some kind of magic inside you.That keeps me from runnin’. But just keep it comin’. How’d you… ” Photography@RobertKerian Stylist @laroussian
What happens when transatlantic flights are suspended due to the raging, worldwide pandemic, unless you are one tough secret service agent or a superstar with diplomatic immunity? I can’t disclose all my secrets now, but what I can do is stage a fashion photoshoot, with vintage Italian cars like a sweet tomato red Alfa Romeo, sprinkled with helicopters, future retro wardrobe from Pucci and Fendi, and a kick-ass attitude to boot. Here is my own reenactment of “The Woman from Uncle, ” the mysterious, gone rouge spy that loves all of you, often finding herself around the world on planes, trains, and super cool automobiles, on some impossible mission to better the world and humanity. God Bless the Bladerunners and Rebels with a cause, Lucky for you a good kind of cause and effect. Be Safe! Ciao…
photography @robertkerian styling @laroussian