Posted on September 17th, 2012
I’m not a fisherman, or an old man, and I certainly didn’t get to battle a marlin, but my first time sailing was a good time.
[[ really though, i was learning the ropes!
it was only fitting that I wear Saint James. here’s a great piece in collaboration with Barneys if you’re looking for a fun twist on the classic striped shirt. ]]
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The cure for anything is salt water – sweat, tears, or the sea. That was the reasoning behind my countless trips to the beach this summer. And it didn’t stop there.
I had the chance to experience the Atlantic in a new way a few weeks ago. On a sailboat. Where I battled the wind. Yes, my arms were jelly and beyond sore the day after, and I almost fell off the bow into the depths of the ocean, but I survived. And I can’t wait to go again.