You've Got Class.

Classy things for classy people. Never a dull day in the life of a human who is passionate.
Despite my dislike for motor boats in the ocean, if you feel you must get one: A retro 1950’s Chris Craft is the way to go. Their beautiful wood finish makes any day in the water perfection. They’re graceful, beautiful, and for being old- sexy.  

Despite my dislike for motor boats in the ocean, if you feel you must get one: A retro 1950’s Chris Craft is the way to go. Their beautiful wood finish makes any day in the water perfection. They’re graceful, beautiful, and for being old- sexy.  

(Source: colinmanderson, via superrbeachkidss)

Time; the inevitable fate that human’s despise most. Sometimes one wishes it would go away, and sometimes one wishes it freeze. Unfortunately, it will go forth regardless of anything. A gentle reminder to do without your watch and tie this weekend and relax your worries. 

Time; the inevitable fate that human’s despise most. Sometimes one wishes it would go away, and sometimes one wishes it freeze. Unfortunately, it will go forth regardless of anything. A gentle reminder to do without your watch and tie this weekend and relax your worries. 

(via im-a-bit-lifted)

There is no greater love
In all the world, it’s true,
No greater love 
Than what I feel for you.

Katharine Whalen

Curtis Stone & Mercedes-Benz 300 SL Gullwing by Michael Stonis
By far the most timeless piece of elegance Mercedes, or possibly any car company ever, has developed. The curves, the style, and the wings all simply make this car impervious to criticism. It was a symbol of elegance yet carried a ferocious three liter, six cylinder engine capable of deliver over 160 MPH. The car was beyond its time. The car was beyond being a car.  

Curtis Stone & Mercedes-Benz 300 SL Gullwing by Michael Stonis

By far the most timeless piece of elegance Mercedes, or possibly any car company ever, has developed. The curves, the style, and the wings all simply make this car impervious to criticism. It was a symbol of elegance yet carried a ferocious three liter, six cylinder engine capable of deliver over 160 MPH. The car was beyond its time. The car was beyond being a car.  

(Source: truemenonly)

Listening to an audiophiles system is an experience. You have your first impression which dictates the aroma of the listening environment- clean, minimalism, spacious. You learn the system and understand its ins and outs; The work behind it and thought process. Then the demo, their favorite music to listen to on the system- the highs flowing over you as the bass throbs in… The emphatic descent into bliss of pure acoustic magistrate which makes you present with the artist. This is how they wanted you to hear it. But this is an experience, this is with friends… And to immerse into the audiophile you have to bring along music you want to test as well. Sharing art. That’s the true experience.

Listening to an audiophiles system is an experience. You have your first impression which dictates the aroma of the listening environment- clean, minimalism, spacious. You learn the system and understand its ins and outs; The work behind it and thought process. Then the demo, their favorite music to listen to on the system- the highs flowing over you as the bass throbs in… The emphatic descent into bliss of pure acoustic magistrate which makes you present with the artist. This is how they wanted you to hear it. But this is an experience, this is with friends… And to immerse into the audiophile you have to bring along music you want to test as well. Sharing art. That’s the true experience.

A leather couch is essential to listening to Three O’clock Blues, reading Hemingway, drinking a rich 25 year scotch, or taking pictures of Tiffany Faith. 

Leather gets more rich, supple, softer… but only with age.

A leather couch is essential to listening to Three O’clock Blues, reading Hemingway, drinking a rich 25 year scotch, or taking pictures of Tiffany Faith. 

Leather gets more rich, supple, softer… but only with age.

In one of earth’s masterpieces, the White Mountains of New Hampshire, is Loon Mountain. The skiing was soft, spacious, and blazing fast. This photograph doesn’t capture the skiing though so I digress. While taking a break at one of the lodges for a crisp amber beer, the mountains in the near distance overpower almost any individual. This man challenges the mountains with a bold look. 

The mountains were his masters. They rimmed in life. They were the cup of reality, beyond growth, beyond struggle and death. They were his absolute unity in the midst of eternal change.Thomas Wolfe, (Look Homeward, Angel)

In one of earth’s masterpieces, the White Mountains of New Hampshire, is Loon Mountain. The skiing was soft, spacious, and blazing fast. This photograph doesn’t capture the skiing though so I digress. While taking a break at one of the lodges for a crisp amber beer, the mountains in the near distance overpower almost any individual. This man challenges the mountains with a bold look. 

The mountains were his masters. They rimmed in life. They were the cup of reality, beyond growth, beyond struggle and death. They were his absolute unity in the midst of eternal change.
Thomas Wolfe, (Look Homeward, Angel)

A November fall walk throughout Worcester, MA’s Elm Park gave me the pleasure of taking this composition. The back of an old well-dressed man walking as a flock of geese cross his path. In the distance is a playground reminding him of his youth and better times. You’ve got class.

Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.Ernest Hemingway

A November fall walk throughout Worcester, MA’s Elm Park gave me the pleasure of taking this composition. The back of an old well-dressed man walking as a flock of geese cross his path. In the distance is a playground reminding him of his youth and better times. You’ve got class.

Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
Ernest Hemingway

Glenmorangie, Quinta Ruban.
Open the cork and smell. Instantly a mature smokey wood-like scent will tease your nose. Keep smelling. Through the punch, a subtle chocolate and tangerine aroma will come about. Are we there yet? No, you’re still just smelling. Walnut and Sandalwood give way slowly followed with pepper and nutmeg. 
Enticed yet?
This 12 year bottle spent 10 years maturing in American white oak casks before delicately being transferred into port casks from the Quinta’s of Portugal. 
As you taste the smokey flavor swirls from the glass into your mouth, smoothly, tastefully. The smells you picked up on finally have flavor as you slowly drink the sunlit rose gold liquid. 
Long after its done, chocolate, mint, and a hint of orange reside in your mouth as a subtle ‘Ah…’ comes out in remark to the taste. And that was just your first sip.

Whisky is an experience.  That experience encompasses and engages all senses, triggering old memories and creating new ones.  I think that is why I have such a profound adoration for the drink.

Glenmorangie, Quinta Ruban.

Open the cork and smell. Instantly a mature smokey wood-like scent will tease your nose. Keep smelling. Through the punch, a subtle chocolate and tangerine aroma will come about. Are we there yet? No, you’re still just smelling. Walnut and Sandalwood give way slowly followed with pepper and nutmeg. 

Enticed yet?

This 12 year bottle spent 10 years maturing in American white oak casks before delicately being transferred into port casks from the Quinta’s of Portugal. 

As you taste the smokey flavor swirls from the glass into your mouth, smoothly, tastefully. The smells you picked up on finally have flavor as you slowly drink the sunlit rose gold liquid. 

Long after its done, chocolate, mint, and a hint of orange reside in your mouth as a subtle ‘Ah…’ comes out in remark to the taste. And that was just your first sip.

Whisky is an experience.  That experience encompasses and engages all senses, triggering old memories and creating new ones.  I think that is why I have such a profound adoration for the drink.

A unique couple’s first hand account of what its like to travel life through sailing and love. Taru and Alex met in 2009 in Barcelona and quickly realized the world was indeed their oyster. Reading through their blog is a three course meal of photography, boating, and food. It is presented in a setting one would only describe as paradise. Though they are thousands of miles from home, home is always with them.

Home is not a physical place on earth, it is a mental state of feeling, the utter sense of satisfaction that rushes through your nerves and veins when you’ve found it. It is where you can kick back and enjoy the moment without feeling stressed, annoyed nor empty. It is where your heart feels in harmony and balance with the surroundings. Where your brain gets the inspiration it needs to continue its progress and it is where the simple rhythm of the day gives your soul comfort and peace.
Taru and Alex

A unique couple’s first hand account of what its like to travel life through sailing and love. Taru and Alex met in 2009 in Barcelona and quickly realized the world was indeed their oyster. Reading through their blog is a three course meal of photography, boating, and food. It is presented in a setting one would only describe as paradise. Though they are thousands of miles from home, home is always with them.

Home is not a physical place on earth, it is a mental state of feeling, the utter sense of satisfaction that rushes through your nerves and veins when you’ve found it. It is where you can kick back and enjoy the moment without feeling stressed, annoyed nor empty. It is where your heart feels in harmony and balance with the surroundings. Where your brain gets the inspiration it needs to continue its progress and it is where the simple rhythm of the day gives your soul comfort and peace.

Taru and Alex