At the Farm

A little over a year ago, my dear friend Alissa and her (then) boyfriend Danny were in Delaware and thus the Farm for a visit and a little get away from the city. It was March. It was cold. I believe it rained the whole time. Danny said it was his most favorite place he'd ever been and that he wished everyone he loved could visit.

Fast forward 8 months: Alissa and Danny get engaged. 

Fast Forward 6 more months: They get married. In Delaware. On the Farm.

Fox Fodder Farm to be exact...

Um that's me with my Family.

And my Noah.

Not often are you gonna get a photo of me here so take note.... its only because I got my hair did by Sharif. Fancy like.

And cuz my family and boyfriend are just so goooooood looking.

ha!

Photos by Lizzy Sullivan

The End.

HEY PEOPLE GETTING MARRIED!

It's The Cream New York... Go get your tickets because FFF is gonna be there!!!

Eating all the free cake and drinking all the free cocktails.
Cake and Cocktails!
Cocktails and Cake!

I'm gonna go get me a popsicle.

Natural Fashion

I should be working... or running. Have I mentioned that I'm signed in to run the NYC Marathon? No I haven't. So I should be running or working, but I'm not. Instead, I'm looking through Hans Silvester's book, Natural Fashion: Tribal Decoration from Africa. I bought it yesterday, finally after however many months of saying to myself "taylor, you gotta get that book".
In it, Silvester unveils the incredible body painting and elaborate decorations of the Surma and Mursi tribes of Omo, one of the wildest places in Africa bordering Ethiopia, Sudan, and Kenya. These photos are insane.

I love it.

The oh so Lovely...Pamela Love

Early this Spring I met with the uber awesome and amazingly talented jewelry designer, Pamela Love, to talk about some flowers for her wedding. She knew what she wanted and what she wanted was fun. Purples and Yellows. Wildflowers. Flower Crowns. Free flowing. Nothing fancy. Nothing frilly. Nothing that screamed stuffy blush and white wedding and everything that screamed lets just have an awesome time because it's summer and we love each other and we're getting married! And so that's what we did. The wedding was in early May at Ruschmeyer's in Montauk. The 1950's camp turned hip Hamptons resort still maintains that campy feel and so it was the perfect place for an early summer, hippie, wildflower ,wildchild wedding.  Pam and Matt's friends contributed in nearly every aspect from sewing the chuppah cloth to designing her dress to making the cake. Oh my god the cake! Best looking cake I ever did see. Needless to say, it was a really great day.
Thanks so much Pam and Matthew for letting me be a part of it toooooo. 

Photo by Hannah Thomson for Vogue

All photos have been on heavy lockdown since the date, because VOGUE had to share them first....

Photo by Hannah Thomson for Vogue

Photo by Hannah Thomson for Vogue

My most perfect helper for the day (and many days before and many days after), my Noah.
Love you.

See the full story on Vogue.com

Oh hey.

Shit's been busy lately... too busy. Sorry to those of you who fell victim to my sporadic and inconsistent  communication. I sincerely do apologize. And now that wedding season is winding down, the rest of you, dear readers are going to be bombarded. Because I have big plans for July. Oh yes. Big plans.

On another note: I know there is some sharing of what's been happening chez FFF that is needed, but I don't really feel like discussing what's been going on with me. I will. But not today. Today I want to introduce you to Sophia. Sophia helps me out from time to time with the flower stuff and happens to be quite a beautiful photographer. She's been kind enough to take pictures for me... because lets be honest, I ain't no photographer.  I was just perusing her tumblr and... I really love it.
Some of Sophia's photos....

Sophia's Website

Sophia's Tumblr

Stockholm Calling

Taylor, you had me at Dear. And this is a short greeting to let you know I'm in. The lot (we call her lotten in Swedish) is coming along just fine. Wanda, my garden partner in crime and I have been busy bees thriving on close encounters with nature. Wanda found a massive toad who she named Einar, he now guards the lot. I had less success with mother n and got bitten/stung/seriously offended by something that tripled the size of my little finger. Aha! Three opposable thumbs! I thought to myself, hoping to turn into a superhuman. That did not work out.

Anyhow, I read today that you're always connected to the previous owner of the plot of land you cultivate. And it's true, I feel the stirrings of an old man and the longing of a good bbq.

Stay tuned for more exciting news, next perhaps featuring our lot-neighbour Pelle who looks like Freud.

Puss puss 

Christine

Whoop Whoop!