Photos c/o (the phenomenal) Adrienne Raquel for CB2.

The other day, I had time to kill after I got off of work. Unfortunately, for my wallet, I work in SoHo again AND around the corner from CB2. I thought I'd poke around and, if only for a moment, live my best life. I beelined for the wine glasses (very "on-brand" for me). I was met with an assortment of wine stemware, tumblers, tasting cups (of which I bought two), and cocktails glasses. I was in housewares paradise!

I'm not sure if you've ever been to CB2 but the store is essentially Solange to Crate & Barrel's Beyoncé. Crate & Barrel is mainstream, traditional, and much-loved. CB2 is the minimal and modern little sister, eclectic and diverse in style. Long story short: CB2 is my mothership, not to mention: it's affooooordable! It's a "safe" place that makes me feel like adulthood, in its full capacity, is possible. I've listed five examples below:

  1. I become open to the possibility of having my own home or at least sharing one with someone I actually like. I foresee myself not sharing a bathroom with 3 other people and not having to small talk in the kitchen. 
  2. I envision entertaining my friends and loved ones. I love the idea of community but I love the comfort of my own home more. I hope to one day be able to blend the two in a way that can bring all my loved ones together.
  3. It inspires my style. That, in turn, inspires the palette I invest into. That, in turn, inspires the colors and textures I wear. That, in turn, inspires what goes on this very website. That, in turn, inspires my paychecks...et cetera, et cetera, and et cetera.
  4. I'm allowed to daydream. Daydreaming does not occur often in my day-to-day life. I feel as though I'm always conceptualizing content and sometimes I need a break to reaffirm the long goal and the things I desire, even if they are just wine glasses and vases. As Jen Sincero says in her book You Are a Badas at Making Money, "You can't imagine in if it isn't possible".
  5. It's an act of self-love. As I was in CB2 this past weekend, penny-pinching over what I could/could not afford my mother, exasperatingly told me to "buy the damn glasses!" I'm not existing to pay bills. I deserve to surround myself with things that excite and inspire me...even if that is desert bowls and 1970's-inspired tumblers.

Most of my reasoning for going into CB2 was because I needed a motivator. I've really been thinking about my goals and one is to live on my own within the next two years. Luckily, I was able to get a boost of creative/affirmative energy from my visit (and purchase). I'm slowly but surely on my way...