NEW YORK STORIES

I.
EMPIRE STATE OF MIND…
New York is a city with a great meaning for me.                                                    
The first time I ever went there was about 10 years ago with my dad when I was nine, and it was one of the most amazing trips I’ve been to. I remember us going shopping at 5th Avenue and Madison, to Broadway so we could watch The Phantom of the Opera (which I was and still am obsessed with BTW) and The Lion King (One of my favourite plays. It leaves you speechless). We would go to Fao Schwarz as well, which I was sad to hear has moved from its well-known location in front of Central Park. We had lunch like Sinatra at PJ Clarke’s, the most iconic burgers in town together while sipping on Shirley Temple’s (because daddy knew from the start that I was growing up to be a girly girl hahaha), Later on we would eat oysters at Grand Central Station and then dinner at The Palm. He knew Manhattan like the back of his hand and I know that I could have never had any better guide than him.

That was the last time I went on a trip with my dad, because one day after we arrived in Mexico City he was interned in the hospital. A month later my daddy passed away because his cancer had spread beyond the treatment stage. 
I think that's reason enough to have link the city to a few of my fondest memories.  

Apart from that, New York turns out to be one of the world’s fashion capitals and as a fashion lover who would love to work in the industry it's a dream location to build a future. I yearned the opportunity to go back and enjoy the city for myself. Because one of my biggest dreams was and still is to travel alone  I’ve travelled to many places without my parents since I was around 11, but there was always someone familiar around. Teachers, friends, family… However, this time it was just me. Me, myself and I all alone in the concrete jungle.
I saw it as an opportunity to see whatever I wanted to see, go wherever I wanted to go and learn. 
Tons of things happened and I will be very happy to share my little stories with you!
Starting today, every friday for the next few weeks you'll be able to read my NEW YORK STORIES and find them all under the "Travel" section.
This was just the beginning a little prelude so you could get how much this trip meant to me...
thanks for reading.... R.Woodworth

We don't talk anymore


It's been a month since the last time we spoke. 
It’s the longest we haven't talked to each other in a very long time. 
It’s weird. It’s not like I’m in pain or anything, it’s just that I got used to it and now feel like there’s a void in my routine.
It’s like missing a snack in the middle of the day: you are not starving, but your stomach is confused and bored because of the lack of an appetizer. So now I feel like I have too much spare time. I’m not sure if I miss you, neither am I sure if you do. I’m not sure of anything related to us like I used to be.

We talked constantly. Truth be told, we used to talk every day.
If something important happened we would simply make a phone call and share every detail. It used to be the same with our problems. Girl problems with you, boy trouble with me… We used to help each other out and it felt rather good to have someone, you know? To have a person, YOUR person with whom you could be real. A little crazy, maybe oversensitive, fool or corny… but nothing more and nothing less than yourself.

Still, there comes a time in every relationship of the sort where the spark you share sets doubt. We are talking about that one person with whom you don’t have a romantic relationship with, but can’t deny the fact that you care about each other a little more than you care about others. Somehow that’s nice. A little strange perhaps in your eyes and in those from the people surrounding you, but the feeling that comes with knowing that you fondly care about each other, is a feeling too good to pass or let go.
So, you decide to ignore the question that occasionally pops into your head: What are we?
and shut it down completely.

The DTR (Define The Relationship) command lingers in your head unanswered and triggers other inquiries along the way: What should you do? What do you feel? Would you like to change your relationship status? Are you the only one feeling this way? Are you willing to risk it by asking?
Nonetheless you try to ignore them because they make you feel confused and afraid.

But..

What if you are not the only one asking this questions? What if others think the same? What if they tell him?

So, you let it go and carry on, but from time to time they appear to haunt you and put you in a crossroad until the very day the spark between you two makes everything explode and you finally talk about it.

And we did talk about it. Thing is, you were drunk. A detail that only confirmed that utterly need you had to tell me, but how it supposed a great trouble for you as well.

Everything you revealed that night was that you had been struggling with this thoughts for years. But the fact that you are with someone and had the courage to say you felt jealous about my suitors made the matter worse. 
You can not have everything! 
I never thought I would ever want to keep my distance from you, but this relationship was dangerous from the beginning and we let it go too far. Being together while feeling attracted to each other is not healthy nor wise if we never come to terms with it. 
Despite everything, I still have hope in believing we could overcome this. (Yeah I know it's foolish but I'm human)

Nevertheless, maybe our friendship wasn’t so strong, or you are still struggling with your feelings. And I’ve just had enough.
Thanks for teaching me that indecision is a decision, and I had to make mine and just move on. 
You are not with me, but don't want to be without me either. You are just standing in the way.

This doesn't mean I hate you, quite the contrary... The fact that you care about somebody is not something you can just turn off. I still wish you the best, specially happiness.
I'm just realizing now, that it might just not be the right timing for us to be friends nor enything else. 

They say that if two past lovers can manage to remain friends, that means they never truly loved each other… Or they love each other stil.
So maybe we should keep moving forward onto separate paths and let faith do its thing, while we come to terms with the fact that we don’t talk anymore.

R. Woodworth


Pear & Cucumber refreshing face mask


Hey beauties, welcome back to another beauty post on My Vintage Armoire!
Last week I shared with you the path for perfect skin: ICING 
Now I've prepared this little recipe to help moisture your skin after that procedure. You know, a mask to refresh in this summer heat.
Leave a commento below telling me how you felt...
Happy spa day!

Pear and Cucumber Refreshing Face Mask
This recipe is not only freshbut also helps smoothe irritation and soften skin.

You need:
- 1 ripe pear
-  1/2 a cucumber
- 1 TbS Olive oil

Chop the pear and cucumber into cubs and add it together with the olive oil it into the blender.
Blend well until it has turned into a paste to help exfoliate the skin.
Apply this mask on the areas you want to moisturize or inflammation for 20 minutes and rinse with cold water.
Afterwards use your moisturizer and instantly your skin will look healthy and rested.

Enjoy the heat and stay gorgeous!
                                                                                                                         R.Woodworth

FG: China Girl

Hey guys!
Well, you've seen there's been a lot of change on the blog lately... And I couldn't miss the chance to open a new segment apart from "Thoughts" were I'm sharing my very own deep texts and "Travel" where you will get to read about tons of adventures around the world beginning this friday, called the "Foodie Guide". Food is one of my passions, from everything gourmet to the simples dishes I enjoy discovering new  flavors and places to grab a bite with friends and family. Seriously, getting together for lunch is one of the things I love the most, it's not only about the food, it's almost a social event. It's the pinnacle rule for enjoying life. As simple as knowing that good food and good friends make good times.
Last saturday we celebrated my brothers birthday at his favourite chinese restaurant: China Girl at Prado Norte in the City.
We love this place because every time we come we end up ordering the same thiing and enjoying eat more than the last time. Seriously, it's like we can't get bored of it. If any of you is in town this place is a must.
My suggestions? Order the lettuce duck wraps, the fried rice with shrimp, mandarin duck, almond chicken and the spring rolls.
I assure you, you won't regret it!
R.Woodworth

Chokers 1-0-1

It's a trend that's been creeping back thanks to the overall 90's frenecy. Made out of metal, velvet, lace, rhinestones, leather or plastic the choker has become the accesory of the season. It's time to forget about oversized chunky necklaces and wear this YOU-CAN'T-MISS-ME I'M-SUPER-COOL adornments to pair with minimal chains in a very chic constellation like every cool girl in town. Remember, little statements like this make a huge difference in your looks, don't be afraid to play a little.

 This is a statement by itself. The big IT piece you need to change a casual white shirt to a very chic ensamble.

 Layering is the thing now a days, and probably the best ways to take advantage of you jewelry with endless possibilities, Mix your choker with long neklaces, chains, crystals end evrything you can think of.
 Play with proportions. You can either wear a thin choker with tons of other necklaces or wear a thick one like this adding other little chains to match.

Velvet, leather or metal with a a loop is all you need to take your outfit to the next level.
Chokers. All. The. Way.

R.Woodworth