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:
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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".
- 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...