Have you ever noticed how the best inspiration doesn’t happen when you’re sitting in front of the computer? For me it comes when I’m swimming laps, right after yoga or wandering the streets. I feel so lucky to call NYC home, and feel like anywhere I go there is inspiration if you look (or look past something in some cases). I love walking... How a one-way street suddenly becomes two-way.. Or the way that the same view can change depending on time of day or weather... Or you look up and discover a new detail in a building. Granted its Paris, but I found these gems rather inspiring.