Ross & Rachel | NYC & Me…

To my bae, New York City,
you were as aggressive now, as our very first meeting.
Even back then at thirteen, I dreamed of a taste,
Knowing I did not wish to stay, you know, forever…
Still, enamored by the haste drawing the dog walkers and day traders;
And so, eleven years ago, we began our dance…

In-between stops at nail salons and coffee shops,
You challenged what I thought I wanted,
Giving what I did not know I needed…
Now, with a woman’s eyes I spy, your androgyny.
A heart, home to a hustler,
Frustrating and indulgent,
We made love, to make up time, from ghosting breaks
Tears between gasps of taking my breath away…

I will cherish those fleeting moments,
As coffee dates evolved into after dinner drinks
From Harlem to Soho to Meatpacking…
And perfect nights ended with  Percy’s $1 slice.
Like a lover that flirts, and follows through…
More is more, if there is more; then leaves in gratitude.
Satisfying the body’s need to repair from the night before,
With an egg and cheese on a roll.

Mr. Big, an uncommitted secret keeper,
Your deceptive exteriors camouflage glamorous interiors.
Relentless, still you leave space for endless opportunities,
But your impatience was beginning to wear on me.
Lessons taught by no other teacher,
Created a woman wrought, by the figurative hands of a city,
Part woman,  part man.

And while your kiss is as passionate as your punch is painful
This is not so much goodbye, rather ‘See you later.’
To be counted as a break, not a break-up,
Like Ross and Rachel.

xo, Facemaid


Thanks to: Percy’s Pizza and Kim Anderson @howtokim

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Bodegas And Tutus | About Last Night…

We were hungry; even after a dinner of fra diavolo. My photog friend Kimberly’s obsession with corner stores, and my equal obsession with tutus, we decided to embark on one of New York’s most consistent late-night gifts- the neighborhood bodega. But first, let me throw something on…





Hungry Harlem Nights...

Hungry Harlem Nights…

…I'll Have One of Everything...

…I’ll Have One of Everything…

…Eyes vs. Stomach… Shirt:  J. Crew Tutu:  Asos Belt:   Vintage

…Eyes vs. Stomach…
Shirt: J. Crew
Tutu: Asos
Belt: Vintage

…Food For Thought...

…Food For Thought…

…Happy Face...

…Love, and Food, Conquers All!…:)

Photography By:  Kimberly Anderson @HowtoKIM

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The 11th | New York City

Much like any relationship that takes effort to grow and thrive, I spent the summer rekindling my connection with the figurative ‘man’ in my life: New York City. I wanted to see him, simply, with new eyes. I discovered neighborhoods and hidden parks and gardens meticulously landscaped around silently aggressive sculpture. His boldness is intriguingly handsome. The personality of New York City’s skyline asserts itself through weeping willows giving architectural balance to stoic beauty. There are so many share-worthy moments however the history of this day required its own recognition.

For more than a decade, the 11th of September permeates the minds of us all, with memories recounting where we were when… Left is the resilience of a city cloaked in pride and reverence.  Standing at Gotham’s highest point, a memorial beams, and love is ingrained in the literal and figurative, honoring the sacrifice of so many, and those sacrificed, filling up the heart of an entire city.

Never Forget~


Freedom Tower

Freedom Tower





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…All That Jazz… | Broadway Beauty Muse(ical)

With one my closest friends, Voscia Walker visiting New York City for the very first time, it was my obligation to take her out and paint the town!  And what sings Empire City more than an iconic Broadway musical???  Her selection, Chicago; I happily obliged!  Luckily, were able to grab tickets at the 11th hour, literally, and of course, I sensed a theme brewing.  Having seen, and loved the movie, I was excited to emulate the vibe; coy and sexy, in song? Yes please!!!

From curtain, the show is incredible!  Engaging and flirtatious, with fictitious, murderous characters one cannot help root for.  The entire production is spectacular!  The costume design, hair and makeup, the orchestra, and the story give perfect inspiration for theme.  Tuxedo jacket. Check. Veil, yes, veil. Check.  Smudgy, smokey, eye-lip combo. Check.  Secret dance moves.  Triple check.  You know, just in case.

Bunny Hugs…


…Why don't we paint the town…?

…Why don’t we paint the town…?

..I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot!...

..I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano’s hot!…

…Come on, Babe...

…Come on, Babe…

…We're Playin' Fast and Loose...

…We’re Playin’ Fast and Loose…

…We're Gonna Brush The Sky… *Giorgio Armani Silk Eye Pencil in Black *Vault Cosmetics Zim in George *COVERGIRL Colorlicious Lipstick in Hot

…We’re Gonna Brush The Sky…
*Giorgio Armani Silk Eye Pencil in Black
*Vault Cosmetics in George
*COVERGIRL Colorlicious Lipstick in Hot

…Start the Car…Or, Pedi-Cab..:)

…Start the Car…Or, Pedi-Cab..:)

..No, I'm no one's wife But, oh, I love my life…And all that Jazz….

..No, I’m no one’s wife
But, oh, I love my life…And all that Jazz….





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