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            It’s been described as “The world’s first comfort food,” the secret ingredient in Grandma’s chicken soup, and the it-food of 2015. Bone broth may have been around since the 18th century, but it has recently staged a comeback as the beverage dujour due to several health benefits with which it has been linked.  

Bone broth first appeared on my radar in early 2015 when I met up with a friend for lunch at Bone Daddies, a ramen bar in London’s SoHo that features the broth as their primary ingredient. The ramen was undeniably tasty, but I couldn’t say that it was worth the two-hour queue that had amassed over the course of our meal.

Unbeknownst to me, bone broth had become the hot new food trend of the health-conscious community. The so-called ‘superfood’ quickly made its way across the pond where New Yorkers can now grab a steaming cup from Brodo in the East Village or get it delivered in bulk from any of the subscription-based companies that have been popping up.

These options may be more costly than making your own batch, but the messy logistics of doing it at home make pre-made choices much more appealing. It requires pre-roasted animal bones to boil in a pot of water for a minimum of twelve hours (which differentiates it from stock which typically involves less time at a higher temperature) to break down the nutrients from the bones and allow them to be absorbed into the broth.

            In attempts to cut back on my caffeine, I began to substitute my afternoon latte with a mug full of broth. I felt less jittery but I was still skeptical about what real benefits I could really be getting from a drink that mostly tasted like watery soup.

            Marco Canora, the chef behind Brodo, believes that one of the main reasons people are swarming to his shop is the promise of better hair and nails thanks to the naturally high levels of collagen and gelatin in his broth. Unsurprisingly, “We get a lot of people who are already onboard with gut wellness, a lot of SoulCycle types and a lot of beautiful women,” he told the New York Post.

            Beyond vanity it has a number of internal healing benefits, which has made it popular with athletes. Even LA Lakers player, Kobe Bryant, has voiced his approval. "I've been doing the bone broth for a while now," he told ESPN. "It's great - energy, inflammation. It's great."


            I’ve dreamed about visiting the majestic city of Istanbul ever since I was first taught about its tumultuous history in elementary school. I was completely enthralled by photos of its color and chaos. From the dramatic architecture of famous mosques to the way the skyline seemed to sparkle like a giant gem set against the Bosphorus. In my mind Istanbul was synonymous with glamour and intrigue. Finally getting the chance to explore the town on my own this year I couldn’t help but revert back into the mind of my 12-year-old self- completely in awe of everything around me.

            Despite a hectic arrival (one where the driver assaulted me as my friend ran to the ATM), the city did not disappoint. Our hotel greeted us with delicious cups of apple tea, a drink so sweet you can practically feel your teeth rotting in the most wonderful way. A single sip has enough sugar to wake the dead. After three cups each we were ready to explore the night. Despite the later hour everything was bustling; at 2AM Istanbul was certainly giving New York a run for its money.

            Our few days there were exotic and exciting. The unique mix of Eastern and Western cultures (straddling both Europe and Asia) creates a vibrant lifestyle that couldn’t exist in any other setting. It’s a labyrinth of alleyways and hidden passages which all seem to lead to a view that is somehow more beautiful than the previous one.

            Any guidebook will tell you about the major landmarks (none of which should be missed of course!), but the most beautiful moments usually happened by accident. Getting lost and ending up having lunch in a kind strangers home somewhere by the water. Trying my first Turkish coffee in Taksim with a group of new Norwegian friends. Having no idea what I was ordering off the menu but ending up with one of the most delicious meals of my life. The constant chaos that at first made me feel anxious eventually helped me realize that the best experiences happen once you finally open yourself up to just going with the flow.


            With that magnetic, raspy voice and cheekbones that could draw blood, it’s no shock that James Bay has quickly become one to watch. Bay, who grew up in a Northern suburb of London, has been busy making a name for himself in America after releasing his first album, Chaos And The Calm, with much acclaim in early 2015.

            The musician, who at 24 can already claim to have toured with the likes of Hozier and Tom Odell, will soon be sharing the stage with Taylor Swift on the European leg of her 1989 World Tour. The coveted gig will rightfully attract even more eyes towards Bay and his slouchy, rocker style.

            Bay has mastered the laid back aura of early British rockers (think: The Kinks and The Rolling Stones), without appearing overly retro. He prefers subtlety to the on-stage-and-off peacocking of other big acts- an almost novel concept in the age of constant self-promotion. Just before he hits the road with T-Swift, here are a few style tricks to steal from Mr. Bay.

1. Always wear a wristwatch. Gender-bending watches have been been resurfacing in recent seasons and are finally being made to suit smaller wrists. An oversized face and leather strap can lend a chic-garconne vibe for the downtown darling.

2. Long hair, don't care. James's simple hairdo is a welcome respite from coiffes that require hours of maintenance. Wash it, maybe throw in some leave-in conditioner if you're feeling fancy (James uses TRESemme), and go!

3. Invest in a sturdy, black, wide-brimmed hat. Somewhere between a fedora and a sun hat, the structured shape has a subtle '70s effect that'll take you from the arena to an east end pub. If you choose wisely, like James, you'll only ever need two options.

4. Adopt a uniform. James's no-nonsense wardrobe seems to consist entirely of slim-fit jeans and leather jackets, a look that is definitely working for him (**swoon**). While there's no harm in experimenting, if you're lucky enough to have found a signature style early on... stick with it! 

5.  Denim is the simplest solution when temperatures render your leather impractical. A loose-fitting jean jacket with 3/4-length sleeves thrown over a white T-shirt is your effortless summer look. Part-American dream / Part-Urban Outfitters catalog model.  



            San Remo stood out to me as the archetypal Italian town: beautifully colored coastlines, hundreds of sidewalk cafes, and locals who all seem to know each other (and think nothing of stopping traffic to lean out of their window and catch up with an old friend). The Italians are all about life satisfaction it seems. They have mastered the world/life/social balance like no single group of people I’d witnessed before. They’d probably just laugh at the stressed-out busy-bees of Manhattan as they languidly sip on their espresso or glass of wine. While this NYC mentality has become too ingrained within me to ever fully adapt to this lifestyle (and what a shame that is), it makes for the perfect vacation destination.

            The small but grand Mediterranean town could accurately be described as Italy’s answer to Monte Carlo. Both are resort towns that center around their local casino. Both have acted as a safe haven for royal/wealthy exiles over the years. However, San Remo is a much less assuming city, which lends a certain charm to the area that Monte Carlo cannot claim.

Arriving via train to the modern station located just outside the town center, it was already time for a coffee. Even though Nice and San Remo are barely an hour away from one another, coffee is a whole new experience once you cross that border. In fact the coffee was so good that we ended up stopping at three different caf├ęs along the 15-minute walk. By the time we go to the main square we were practically bouncing up and down and trying to communicate a million incoherent words per minute.

Leaving the central square and venturing towards the ‘old town’ neighborhood (it’s a tiny town so this walk takes all of five minutes), offers a completely new perspective. There were dozens of cafes and bars lining an active port that was in full swing: fisherman, captains and crew were all at work. There are few pleasures greater than drinking a glass of wine while watching other people hard at work…

Emboldened by booze, I attempted to join a number of foosball games being held by the locals. I learned the hard way (by way of some surly Italians) that this was not a game but a real sport in Italy. I managed all of one goal before being blacklisted from all future foosball games in the country. But, erm, at least I tried. Nothing a bit of Italian gelato couldn’t fix…

San Remo is famous for it’s beautiful beaches with (walk-able) rock formations extending well into the water. After enjoying a little sit-down out there, we were dismayed to find that the door we’d entered through had been locked. I ill-advisedly decided that I could (in a dress!) climb over the fence and unlock it from the other side. Well as any five-year old could tell you, the climbing bit is easy- it’s the getting back down from the top that will get you.

I was stuck up there, basically regretting every life decision I’d ever made leading up to that moment. And then out of nowhere this Italian male-model-looking boy appeared and like something out of a movie swooped me into his arms and hoisted me down to safety. And just like that he was gone again. I’d swear I imagined the whole thing if my friend (still stuck on the other side of the fence, mind you) hadn’t witnessed the whole thing. If only I’d had him around during my interning days…

bag - Louis Vuitton
dress - Asos
sneakers - Nike


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Caroline Mason: 21. Native New Yorker (and one time North Carolinian). Assistant to Derek Blasberg. Just a girl who is OCD about all things fashion, drinks way too much coffee, and has an affinity for late night talk shows and travel books. FIT class of 2016. Previously with Karla Otto PR, Lori Goldstein and Lester Garcia.

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