why, hello there..

Some mornings start with the steam of a perfectly pulled espresso, sunlight slipping across a page. Other days pull me into motion—slipping between meetings, weaving through city streets, squeezing in Pilates before the day gets away from me. I like the feeling of having somewhere to be, and the luxury of not rushing to get there.

I grew up in the Pacific Northwest, where summer meant fingers stained purple from wild blackberries and the peculiar joy of sunshine after months of rain.

Life unfolded slowly there, but I was always hungry for more.

When I moved East for college, New York's magnetic energy pulled me in and never quite let go.

For a while, I built a life that looked good on paper... but it never felt like mine.

Eventually, I started saying yes to things that don’t come with titles. There was a stretch of years when everything was in motion. Countries, lovers, long weekends that turned into longer stories.

These days, my daylight hours still belong to my career—but in the hours between, I’ve carved out a life of my own.

A life made of long dinners and short novels, of eye contact that lingers, of playlists that drift from Frank Sinatra to Frank Ocean.

I believe in ambition, but I believe just as much in savoring: the perfect bite, the way someone looks at you when they’re still deciding, the long exhale after a night that forgets to end.

So, why don't you take your coat off?
Stay awhile.

xx, Chels

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why, hello there..

So, why don't you take your coat off? Stay awhile. xx, Chels

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So, why don't you take your coat off?
Stay awhile.

xx, Chels