Spent the entire week in Los Angeles (sigh.) i had lunch at one of my favorite spots on S. Beverly Drive followed by a conversation with one of my sorority sisters about her moving to New York at my Urth Caffe a block over where I used to live. I’m not going to lie, i miss my old apartment in Beverly Hills. It’s where i felt happy and truly came into my own as an adult in my late 20’s. The reason why i let it go was to move to New York and get out of my comfort zone to see if i can make it in the “greatest city in the world.”

There comes a moment in your life when you feel like you’re an outsider looking in on your own life.  i realized i had a routine and it was so ideal that it started to feel surreal. My office was a short 3 mile drive through palm tree lined Doheny Drive up to legendary Sunset Boulevard. i would wake up and walk a block over to head to the magazine stand, grab a drink at The Honor Bar after work, rush over to Barney’s and basically walk all over Beverly Hills. It truly is a neighborhood.

i was very grateful for my life but it felt stagnant. Imagine a serene lake. Picture perfect. Idyllic. i felt like i needed a river to rush through it and bring in new energy and break through. i felt like i needed to do something different and i realized i never knew what it was like to live outside of LA as an adult. i went to USC and then i started working here while my friends left after graduation to places like Vegas, Ohio, Virginia, London and of course New York. Maybe it was me turning 30, but i just decided that it was time to head to New York City and find out for real…if i can make it there then i can make it anywhere.  Why though? Why leave what you know and worked so hard to achieve a comfortable life to start again somewhere else? Because i could. Because nothing was holding me back. Because it was either now or never. i felt like i didn’t want to move on to the next chapter of my life without finding out the answer of: What would it be like to live somewhere else?

These are beloved glimpses of my apartment in Beverly Hills. It’s been nearly a year since i moved out. Today, the furniture has been pulled out of storage and is in a house in the suburbs I’m sharing with my brother while i live in New York. I’m so happy to have these images. It represents that time in my life where i really invested in my space so i can truly experience living and making it my home.

Chrysalis wall flats add dimension to the dining room to represent gem facets.

Obsessed with my chandelier. It was much bigger than i thought. Kartell Louis & Victoria Ghost Chairs.

Bright. White. Clean. Serene. Boutique hotel feel.

i was going for a look reminiscent of South Beach Miami with a little old Hollywood glamour.

White king bed from Brocade home. Mirrored desk and nightstands.

Photo shoot in the dining room. Centerpiece from ZGallerie.