So, I started creating personalized art, lettering, and monograms to help you celebrate your own journey.
Through my art, I’ve been able to help uplift, empower, and connect other people through simple words, color, and symbolism- and it’s been absolutely incredible.
I’m so excited to re-introduce Miss– the Mindful in Style shop I started working on exactly two years ago!
As I’ve been settled at home in quarantine, staying busy has been crucial to my mental health and well-being. Painting has not only re-connected me with my inner child, but it’s helped me spread my light with others, too.
You can check out my collection now on Redbubble or email me to request a special project!
On this New Moon, it’s the perfect time to align with your inner child and bring together both your higher consciousness and your life on earth. As Tanaaz wrote in Forever Conscious:
“The Gemini twins also represent being connected to earth and connected to heaven. Being the bridge between these two states is what life is all about and we may be reminded of this on the New Moon.
How do we live connected to the physical reality we see and the spirit reality we feel?”
Gemini is all about dualities- right and left brain, process vs intuition, feminine and masculine, the sun and the moon. We can be both creative and logical. We can be an adult and still live with childlike wonder and enchantment.
During the quarantine, I’ve spent a lot of time remembering what sparked my joy as a small person who was yet to be conditioned by society’s expectations. So, I found some paint, and I sat on the floor and began to create things. It’s such a natural high to do what you love- and it’s amazing how I suppressed it for so many years.
Since re-discovering the creative, playful Kristin I once was, my relationships have changed, too. People either love me or stay away from me- and it’s all because of my aura.
A few weeks ago I met up with a friend who invited another girl along for coffee. Much later, I learned she asked my friend if I was high. High! 😹 Sure, I was a black out drinker, but it caught me by surprise how someone would associate my natural personality with being “on” something.
It’s amazing to me how natural joy, flamboyance, or my theatrical personality could be seen as unnatural. That is why I drank for so many years- to feel comfortable in my own skin!
What a gift that I finally do- without a drink or a pill.
It’s amazing how it unfathomable for someone to be naturally happy and uplifted- but since I’ve found that peace, I’m not going back.
True freedom is only found within- but it takes a lot of onion layers and learning to find the way. 💛
A metallic mix of silver, black, and white, I created a simple style to compliment any home, office, or a classic ensemble.
Inspired by one of her own mentors, spirituality coach Cora Poage shared on Instagram how she wrote the word “trust” on a piece of paper as a simple reminder, which in turn inspired ME to paint the word on a gold canvas (in true Kristin style).
Isn’t it amazing when hope and positivity spreads near and far?
The quarantine has been an amazing time of creation- from sorting out my past through art, healing, and looking deeper within- yet I can’t help but wonder, what will happen once quarantine is over?
It’s important to remind myself to keep the faith and go with the flow- everything works itself out in divine order, yet we can’t always see the silver lining when we’re still stuck in the woods.
A simple sign or mantra can change your entire out, which is what Melissa Smith and I chatted about a couple weeks ago on The Four.
It’s so fun to mix up the colors and words that have helped me express my feelings, so creating versions that have meaning to others has been an amazing experience. Whether it’s college colors or something special for an event, there’s something magical about bringing together stories, beauty, and hope.
Each abstract is customizable, too- if you have your own mantra or color pallet, I would love to create something to inspire you!
While living in Massachusetts, I was inspired to create a brand that brought together mindful moments, minimalist style, and the beauty of everyday life.
After returning from a magical trip back to my second home, New York City, I spotted a pair of angel wings painted along The Coop in Harvard Square. I knew the story I was writing for myself wasn’t authentic- and this piece of street art gave me the confidence to leave a career that was crushing my spirit.
I bought a blank sketchbook and began to paint inspirational words, design clothing, and come up with ideas to make old things new.
Now back in my hometown of Traverse City, Michigan, I’ve picked the sketchbook back up and started leaving rocks with inspirational messages around town. Through bringing together my writing, art, and photography, Miss 1984 was born- and there’s a little Miss (The Mindful in Style Shop) in all of us.
I hope to inspire others to pause, look within, and enjoy the beautiful moments all around them.
When I started my personal style blog “K on the Bay” in 2012, I snapped shots of my hometown, sunsets, and my shoes.
If I could tie in a few local brands or thrifty finds, great! As a simple Tumblr site, my vision was to show how classic style and nature go hand-in-hand. As the years went on, I became more conscious of my content. I began taking photos to get the post out quickly, ignoring my initial creative vision and love for the process.
When it was authentic for me to put on an outfit, head into work, and snap shots along Grand Traverse Bay, great! Yet once I moved to New York City, it became a chore. I started to shift my focus from creative endeavors to relationships, which also served a good purpose- for the time.
Not only did I never wear heels unless absolutely necessary, I barely wore color, either.
Then, I realized I was wearing clothes to make other people happy: not me.
The brands, the designers, the ad agencies- I was leaving behind my own vision to adapt to someone else’s.
I had to take a step back and think- what clothes do I feel good in no matter what?
What do I grab first out of my closet?
Although it wasn’t organic or natural for me to snap daily outfit shots in a busy city like New York- especially when I was single with a self-timer- I still had a lot of thoughts. I started writing for my friend Ashley’s website, Kinda Kind, two months after I mysteriously hit “delete” on my blog New Year’s Eve 2016. Leaving behind four years of photos, collaborations, and memories may have been hard, but I was ready to leave behind my materialistic past and figure out what truly made me happy.
My last few months in NYC were challenging- it was pure survival mode. Trump was running for President, the #MeToo movement was a year and a half away, and my own mental health needed a serious break.
I found peace in the park and spent hours writing by the reservoir. I pondered the meaning of life, wondering if I would ever find any sort of fulfillment.
I spent the next few years writing about my journey, what makes me happy, and learned who I am as a woman- without any distractions. Being conscious of what brings me joy- not what commercials, “influencers,” or Cosmopolitan Magazine tells me- was the first step in finding inner peace.
Instead of spending Saturday morning in bed, I would get up and take a walk across the Charles River Esplanade. I began noticing the patterns in nature, the animals at the park, and the familiar faces at my Cambridge Starbucks.
As I documented my path in Boston, I realized how tied I still was to fashion- at least, the creative process.
I had a different style than the other fashion bloggers- simple photos with little to no written content- no ads or frills, and no promises of a brighter tomorrow if you buy a new lipstick shade. This didn’t make me popular. That wasn’t the point- the point was authenticity.
As I shot a photo of my new bracelet alongside my notes for the day and coffee cup, I realized how fashion, technology, AND mindfulness can merge- but not in the way you may think.
I’ve been creating my own style for some time now, a style that hasn’t changed much since I was a high school junior in a black turtleneck and gray Express mini skirt. It’s always been basic, classic, and chic- with a few added surprises.
Fashion doesn’t have to be complicated to be beautiful, and neither do our lives. My time spent away from working in fashion made me realize how what I’ve learned can add to the industry once again- and never to change the style that is mine.
When I used to work or consult for others, my soul would be crushed when they didn’t like my content. After spending hours coming up with ideas, it could be a challenge to integrate my vision with someone else’s.
As an independent person, this also made me realize- stop working with people who don’t share your vision.
Although some women on the outside may judge me for choosing a bike over a Lexus, renting a townhouse instead of having a mortgage, and choosing a cat over a husband and kids- I chose this lifestyle for a reason.
I am free from obsession with “things,” the need for more, and the warped view that I’m not enough.
Now, I can simply enjoy the creative process- mindfully.
When I started writing on this blog, I was beginning a journey of living more mindfully and minimally.
Trump was yet to be inaugurated, Henri Bendel still existed, and I had spent the past ten years trying to keep up with everyone around me.
It was long before J. Crew and now, Neiman Marcus, filed bankruptcy- and our society was still plagued with the need for “more.” Perhaps we still are.
As a woman who has been on a recovery voyage (I say voyage because no sea is without a few storms) since 2011, I’ve seen a lot. I’ve had everything, and I’ve had nothing.
Although I used to think “more” was the way to go, my path of fashion blogging, the lack of authenticity in influencer marketing, and my own experience working with others has lead me to one conclusion:
Quality is far superior to quantity.
Style, to me, is about doing what works for you- mindfully. I shared my thoughts about the future of fashion and how mindfulness, style, technology, and social good can merge.
Along the path of life, people may misunderstand your journey or doubt your dreams.
When I decided to move to San Francisco in 2008, months before the stock market crashed and prior to a publicly traded Facebook, an acquaintance scoffed at me saying, “well, that will be cheap.”
Within two weeks of this comment, I got a job at a popular tech startup downtown SF and was living in a rent-controlled apartment in Laurel Heights- even less than what some friends in Metro Detroit were paying- because for me, it’s always about thinker smarter, not harder.
What would have happened if I would have taken his comment to heart?
What would have happened in the course of my life had I held back from my cross- country moves, calling off a wedding, quitting jobs I was selling my soul for, or walking away from people who didn’t value me-
all because of what someone who barely knows me had to say?
Had I not moved to SF, I never would have gotten homesick the next year and moved to Austin. I wouldn’t have met some amazing people in Texas who I’m still in touch with today, and I probably wouldn’t have decided to move back to San Francisco had I not lived such a great life the first time around.
But in 2010, I was different. I had discovered blogging, sharing my stories online, and documenting my daily activities. I realized how powerful connection is- and how you don’t have to be involved in a local community to feel a sense of home; home is wherever you feel understood.
People doubted the San Francisco Giants that year, too. But we all know how that turned out. Fall of 2010, I drove back to the city after a work trip in Lake Tahoe, high on life after quitting an office manager job in data security. With my rental car windows down and the music on, I felt free- but I didn’t know what the rocky road of creative freedom would bring months and years into this journey.
The same person who mocked my California move asked to meet with me years later about marketing his company, as he saw my work and experience from San Francisco.
I couldn’t work with someone who once doubted me.
Over the years, I learned an important lesson the hard way: You don’t need to try to explain or justify anything to anyone when you make choices in life! Those who resonate with your path will find you- but it’s not your job to explain.
You can simply show them.
For now, try to ignore the negative or fear-based distractions and keep aiming high- the only limitation you have is what others try to project onto you- and what you believe. ✨ You have your own foundation to build upon.
The “Dream Big, Darling” rock was created from a post I wrote back in 2017, inspired by a Primark sweatshirt and a day planner from the Harvard Coop.
It’s hard to believe 2020 is almost half over, but I’ve begun to see even more clearly; and this moon, it’s time to say goodbye to that first half.
The Scorpio Flower Moon is a time for healing, letting go, and beginning a new chapter. have reflected on the opportunities I once accepted, realizing how undervalued and misunderstood I was.
The thing is, we aren’t aligned for every opportunity- and we don’t have to explain ourselves to those who don’t understand our journey.
The articles I wrote for publications that weren’t used? Now they’re relevant.
The businesses who didn’t want to pay me for my work? Farewell.
The people I confided in who turned around and talked about others behind their back to me? Those aren’t the kind of friends I need.
Creative work isn’t free.
Sometimes it can be difficult to see people trying to mask taking advantage of you as friendship- but I could never represent a brand, publication, or business who didn’t value people’s individuality, talents, or journey.
Henri Bendel “Align Astrology” launch event, 2016. A great brand I used to work with and will forever miss.
Now that I’ve seen the light, I know what my purpose is right now- and moving backward toward low energy isn’t in my cards.
This the perfect time to focus on my art, connect with others I met along the way, and use what I’ve learned to help others through my writing.
I’ve healed to the point where I now know my own worth, and this next half of 2020, I’ll no longer dim my light or reduce myself to what others want me to be.
Who knows what the future has in store, but I can tell you one thing: I’m not going back to the old normal.