I am currently typing this post from the beachside paradise that I am still blessed to be visiting. I know I have taken quite the hiatus from the blog as a result of this vacation, but I’m hoping that all will be forgiven as more travel time simply equates to more material to share on the blog! For those seeking some live correspondence from my travels and the hilarious debauchery that ensues, check out the Instagram account: @okafexhiu!
Today is a very special day because it is mine and Bae’s anniversary. To celebrate the momentous occasion, I have decided to share with you the very first trip we took together. I find this to be a fitting tribute as travel is such a large component of our relationship and lifestyle–something we have come to define as the “HO Lifestyle” as it comprises both of our first initials and alludes to a very different meaning to anyone who isn’t privy its origins.
Our first trip together was quite a while before Bae officially became “Bae”. We were both living in Monaco at the time and had attended a Winter Ball with all of our friends. Naturally, the ball was followed by a long night of partying at Jimmy’z and further after-parties at the Living Room. We awoke incredibly hungover at around 5 o’clock in the afternoon the next day and went to Brasserie for some much needed food. While eating what was to be our one meal of the day we figured indulging in Happy Hour wouldn’t be the worst idea. Well into the hour of happiness and just past the point of logic, we came up with a grand plan. We hadn’t spoken to our friends since the night before, but this was normal as both of us tend to go off the grid (aka enter a sleep coma) after such epic party nights, so the best way to come back into existence would be with a 4 am snapchat of us randomly in Milan. Hilarious, right? RIGHT?! I suppose this is the point where I should inform you that within our immediate friend group the two of us are known to be the most impulsive and sensational, so the act was fitting with our character roles (hello, only-child problems).
After stopping for a quick Nutella covered waffle at the Christmas Market (obviously), we drove to my apartment so I could pick up some essentials (read: a bottle of whiskey, a pair of heels, and a going out dress) and made our way to Milan. We arrived about 3 hours later (11 PM) and checked into the first Hilton we found. While I changed into more appropriate clothing, Bae searched the bottle of whiskey for some solace as we had never gone back to his apartment and he was wearing a pair of sweatpants. “But they’re Dior…I think I can get away with them if you walk in first” A few hours of drinking later and several awkward glances from the concierge, we finally made our way to a bar/club called Cookies. Surprisingly, Bae’s prediction about being allowed entrace was correct but he remained the creepy guy in sweatpants for the remainder of the night…and trip. We stayed at the club until the wee hours of the morning and then went to the Duomo where the above snapchat photo was taken and disseminated to all of our friends. The next day we did some shopping and relished in receiving a plethora of “WTF” responses from our friends. Moral of the story: always keep a pair of club appropriate clothing in the car and never doubt your post-happy hour instinct.
Happy Anniversary Boo! I’ve traveled the world with you and look forward to sharing new destinations, experiences, achievements, and stages of life with you. May the HO-Lifestyle forever be as lavish and impulsive as its inception.
Last night I arrived at Bae’s house in DelRay Beach, where I will be taking in these awe-inspiring sunsets for the next few weeks. I may not be able to blog as much, but my Instagram account will be tracking the usual debauchery. IG Account: @okafexhiu. Follow me to keep up!
Recently, I was honored to be nominated for the Liebster Award by Outside Suburbia. Not only was I incredibly flattered by this nomination, but also quite a bit surprised as I have not been active for a particularly long time. I have only been able to retell one of my trips and have already received so much love and enthusiasm! I’m very grateful and humbled by all of your support and promise that a new destination will be posted shortly! (PS. It has now taken me five tries to write this post, as my browser was simply not having it)
As per the rules of the nomination, I will now answer the questions asked of me:
1. To you, what gets better with age?
I truly believe that just about everything gets better with age. Cheese, wine, lifestyle, everything. But if I have to pick just one I would say relationships, not just those romantic in nature.
2. What is your favorite destination that you have been to and why?
I really thought that answering this question would be much harder, but it was a surprisingly easy choice. I’m hoping that this question excludes places that I have lived in because that would make the choice significantly more difficult. My favorite destination, thus far, is undoubtedly Santorini. The island is pure magic and photos honestly don’t do it any justice. Everything from the relaxed lifestyle to the calming serenity of the Caldera views are simply incomparable to any other place I have ever been. The island really caught me off guard by making such a lasting impact and becoming a stand-out amongst my travels.
3. What is your dream destination to visit soon and why?
This question is not as easy as to answer. My list is of places to visit is so expansive and only grows exponentially with every destination that I tick off. I guess I will have to choose the Maldives and Singapore. I suppose I’m cheating a bit, but in terms of travel segments they can be lumped into one trip. Also, I know Bae will be reading this and owes me a trip so *hint hint*.
4. Where is your dream place to live? Are you living there now?
This is also a difficult question to answer. The whole goal of this blog was to draw my attention away from the heartache of having to settle down and become a true adult. As of now, I am living in New York City and have reached the zenith of my plans that I have had for my life. In the past, I have been blessed with opportunities to live in Sydney, Monaco, and Albania–all of which I have loved in entirely different ways. While New York is definitely where I wanted to end up at this point in my life, I know deep down that I lack the ability to sit still. I’ve already started dreaming up my next move: California would surely be an adventure and quite realistic, or possibly back to Europe–London? My German is getting pretty good, so how about Berlin? I guess we’ll just have to see what life brings my way.
5. What is your favorite fashion trend right now?
I just can’t choose one. Despite my astrological dispositions, my ability to make choices is basically non-existent. I do find myself gravitating away from my signature all black everything to complete white-out. But I think my favorite “trend” is the fact that all trends are currently co-existing. I love that I can wear an a-line skirt one day, and then a fringed-out ensemble the next without committing a humiliating crime of fashion treason.
6. Who is your favorite fashion designer?
I consistently find myself erring on the side of simplicity and clean lines. I love just about anything created by Azzedine Alaïa, but Stella McCartney has been pretty on point lately. Despite this recent identity crisis, my style is normally defined by just a few words: edgy, black, leather, lace. So normally YSL (still can’t bring myself to say SLP), Balmain, and Givenchy are my go-tos. If I’m feeling particularly girly I’ll go with…never mind, I’ve already completely lost sight of the point of this exercise. See the problem with decisions?
7. What is the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning?
Text Bae if he’s not here. Check Instagram. Repeat until I’ve convinced myself to finally get out of bed.
8. If time machines exist, what year would you love to travel back to?
I relish just about every facet of pure, unadulterated glamour so I would probably choose the 20’s, and 50’s/60’s (please no more decisions!). I would never travel forward in time, at least not within my lifetime.
9. Do you have any hobbies?
My favorite thing to do is just lie on a beach somewhere and drink with friends. If I can’t do that then I’ll take having a good time with friends in just about every other context imaginable (as long as there are noms and drinks a plenty). But sometimes I just want to stay in bed all day, which normally consists of reading a new book or binging on shows.
10. What do you do when you are bored?
I’m assuming my friends/Bae are unavailable. I would probably go to the gym or go shopping (though I normally prefer to do the latter with people). If not, I’ll read a book or binge on shows.
11. Who is the number one role model in your life?
I’ve been blessed to have a constant stream of people that I admire in my life. Although, I have to admit that I’ve never come across anyone that I would want to be. I always find qualities in people that I would love to emulate in my life or in my character, but I have never wholly wanted to be someone in their entirety. I think this is an important balance, because I feel very blessed to be who I am and be able to live as I do. But naturally, shoutout to Mami and Babi as number one role models!
Well, that was much more difficult than I thought it would be. In accordance with the rules corresponding with the nomination, I now nominate the following people to answer the same questions:
As I write this initial post, my segue into the world of blogging, I sit in my apartment as yet another snowstorm takes over Manhattan. Despite the poetic nature of this imagery, winter weather has been plaguing the city with no end in sight–so much for Spring being just around the corner. And while the fresh powder slowly turns to gray slush I can’t help but feel an inconsolable veil of melancholy taking over me. I find myself scrolling through different travel sites planning imaginary getaways and looking through photos of past travels. A weeklong vacation in Jamaica seems to be quite reasonably priced as long as I can make it to the airport within the next 3 hours! This is where I find comfort: the adrenaline rush of new adventures, beautiful scenery, and the carefree mentality of being far, far away from home. While I have found many loves in life, nothing gives me greater joy than embarking on a new journey. Friends have always asked why I don’t start blogging about my travels and other, much more extrinsic, loves but I have always responded with an excuse from my endless arsenal of thinly-veiled insecurities: what would I write about? who would even care? what if I stop traveling and have no material to sustain it? For whatever reason, tonight seems to be the night that my common sense has taken a backseat and here I am peaking out.