In a city of over 9 million people, green-space is hard to find, make that city in India and green-space comes at even more of a premium. By now you know of my unbridled love for Chennai. Aside from it’s visual splendor that dazzled my camera each day of my two years there, living a life and raising a family in this city came with many more challenges. There are a few priorities on our to-do list when we move to a new place and one of them is seeking out green-space... Read The Rest →
During our move back home this November, we spent a month in South Florida. It is where Paul grew up and where we met when I’d moved across the country for a change of scenery in my early twenties (A foreshadowing of many changes of scenery and longings for exploration, I now see). We met working in a restaurant in Jupiter in my final year of design school. We married in a little chapel on Jupiter Island and left to see the world after I’d lived in Jupiter for about ten years and... Read The Rest →
These photographs are from a tea stall in one of my favorite neighborhoods of Chennai, George Town. This shop was just opening, milk was heating and shelves were lined with pastel pink and blue insulated pots. A color palette too good to be true- one I’d like to make live on- in my everyday even though I’m no longer in Chennai. As I sort through my thousands of photographs from India now that I’m home and simultaneously settle my family into our new home in Northern Virginia, I’ve been thinking... Read The Rest →
The holidays are over, but we all know that fruitcake lasts forever.
You see, there’s this little place, in an old, old town on the edge of a very sacred river. Most guests arrive by a boat, rowed by a young and strong man. Unless of course, you arrive in a monsoon. In the event of a monsoon, you’d edge as close as you could get to the veins that feed the blood (both warm and cold) to the heart of the city. You’d be told to jump out of the car when the water lapped the bottoms of your cab doors... Read The Rest →
Earlier this year I spoke with the editors at Conde Naste Traveler on what it means to be a mom who travels with style. In the hustle and bustle of life (that same crazy life of being a mom in the world), I missed the article in print. Classic, mom move, right? Well, I discovered it on Pinterest yesterday, where most great things can be found. Without further ado, here’s a fun interview I gave with two other traveling mom’s that I’m honored to be interviewed alongside, Emily Harteau... Read The Rest →
With sometimes just a few hours or days to immerse yourself in a new culture or in a new city, it feels impossible to get caught up in the story of a place, but I’ve found, it happens to be just the perfect recipe for a well rounded travel experience. To understand the history or culture, I typically read a few guide books, historical facts and dates, but my favorite way to learn about a city is to immerse myself in a book* while I’m in that place; to paint... Read The Rest →
About a year back, while on assignment in New Delhi, I discovered Nappa Dori in the trendy enclave of Hauz Khas Village. Hauz Khas Village is a Tim Burton-esque pocket of hip bars, cafes and boutiques intertwined with ancient ruins. In an alley lined with street art and vintage Vespa scooters I spied Nappa Dori, no larger than a closet, packed with candy-coated patent leather trunks and handcrafted leather bags. One of which I nearly melted for and has been my favorite go to bag for all my travels... Read The Rest →
Stay // Shalini Villa A modern hideaway in the rolling, tropical hills of Unawatuna built by the assistant of the Godfather of Tropical Modernism, Jeffery Bawa. A short walk to the beach and a short tuk-tuk ride to dining, shops and to the historic city of Galle. Complete with a full staff to cater to your every whim, swimming pool, board games and tropical wildlife right in your backyard. You cannot not stay here. (Photos and details here from my recent “Where we stayed” post.”) Unawatuna, Sri Lanka www.flipkey.com... Read The Rest →
Has your baby ever slept in suitcase? Have you and your husband ever shared a twin bed? Ever had to roll up towels to create bed rails to keep the kids from thumping to the floor every half hour as they fall out of bed? Sound familiar? Yes, that’s because that’s what family travel looks like at one point or another. Be honest. It does. And while the place you crash is only a nominal part of the adventure, I am a really big proponent of spending a little... Read The Rest →
Day three of our weekend escape to Kerala finished right here as our private houseboat slipped slowly back into the dock at the Purity resort and spa. With an entire day ahead of us to relax before our evening flight from Kochi back to Chennai, we were greeted by a staff member clad in delicately pleated, rose-colored sari. We followed her swishing along stepping stones set into lush grass to our deluxe cabana for the day. Surrounded on three sides by a veranda overlooking the gardens of the resort... Read The Rest →
Imagine a highway of rivers, where rush hour brings two or three houseboats silent slipping by one another, wide lanes, casual waves, and families relaxing about long leisurely lunches. Rest stops require tying up and include shopping for necessities-freshly caught fish for your dinner and sips of coconut water-freshly plucked from trees lining the highway and the rice paddy beyond. Life on the banks feels virtually untouched by modern India; women wash clothes, men fish and children skip about the jetty at play and catch water taxi’s to and from... Read The Rest →
Kochi, a small port town on the Arabian sea, was once (like most enticing towns of India) the hot potato of European rule. Passed from the hands of the Portuguese, Dutch and the British the town formerly known as Cochin, is now firmly nestled into the hands of Mother India and is still hot hot hot. As the mercury rises, so does the tourist count as the city arranges it’s galleries, hotels, restaurants and public spaces with contemporary art installations from around the world. The city itself is a work... Read The Rest →
Stuffed, smoked and laid out in the sun to dry seems a popular Goan theme. The sausages of this tale, however, are more firmly rooted in the colonial Portuguese lore than in the modern-day, summer holiday-fest that Goa has become. Stuffed in the tradition of their Portuguese ancestors and relegated to sales in only certain areas of the city, the reign of the swine still lives in the farthest corners of restaurant menus and street-side vendors alike. I recently had the honor of attending Magnum Workshops in Goa, India, with mentors, Stuart... Read The Rest →
I recently had the honor of sharing a bit about photography, India and my life-nomadic with my friends at Visual Supply Co (VSCO). My interview was featured on The VSCO Journal this week.