Words, Design and Photography by Ashley Bailey
When I talk about cinnamon, it always includes sugar. I am not sure I fully understood that cinnamon sugar wasn’t actually cinnamon until I had to make cinnamon toast for myself. There is something so richly decadent and forbidden about cinnamon in my mind, maybe because I can’t have it every single day of my life. But if I could, it would look a little something like these images.. Dark, romantic, alluring, sexy, and delicious.
Recipe and Styling by Libbie Summers Photography by Chia Chong Wine Pairing by Grapefriend One of the best potato chips we’ve ever eaten. If you have to fall off your […]
Photography by Chia Chong Styling by Libbie Summers A game of tic-tac-toe…inspired by cinnamon and won by love. Make your own spiced up tic-tac-toe board by laying out a beautiful […]
When I was ten, mom bought me a set of Christopher Columbus paper dolls from one of those newsprint Scholastic mailers. The punch-out dolls consisted of a dozen or so white men and a handful of natives, but I didn’t know what to do with them. This predated the PC police and Lies My Teacher Told Me, so I didn’t yet know that “discovery” is a euphemism for taking what isn’t rightfully yours. In other words, I didn’t have Columbus and his men fight with the natives; instead, they sat down together for the first Thanksgiving dinner.
