Chasing the Sun
There’s something about citrine that feels like standing in the sun—even when Chicago is gray and cold.
When I was designing The One Collection, I kept coming back to it—not because it’s flashy (it isn’t), but because it has that rare mix of being warm and understated. Soft, but strong. Like golden hour light that hangs in the air just a moment longer than you expect.
It’s the kind of neutral that quietly works with everything, yet somehow lifts everything. It brightens the simplest outfit, adds depth to a minimal stack, and makes skin—any skin—look like it’s lit from within. On my warm, honey-toned complexion, it just melts in. On olive or deeper tones, it’s luminous. There’s something universally flattering in its warmth.
But what I love most is what it reminds me of.
It calls to mind the kind of life so many of us are craving now: slow, intentional, golden. Like a Mediterranean summer that never ends. Days stretched out, sun-drenched, full of ease and pleasure. Not an escape, but a way of living where beauty is part of the everyday.
In the heart of winter here—when the sky is heavy and the air cuts sharp—citrine becomes my own pocket of sunlight. My quiet reminder that warmth is never really gone, it’s just waiting to return.
So this is my love letter to citrine.
To the stone that glows without trying.
To the feeling of chasing the sun—and sometimes catching it.
To a piece that holds summer in its heart, even in the middle of winter.
