Maggie and I met up early one subzero Saturday morning, a couple weeks after Jonas and some intermittent snow days later. Last stop on the Q train: Coney Island. The streets were abound with week-old salt and slush – but the Wonder Wheel perched along the distant coastline sparkled in all its vaudevillian glory.
As soon as we met up, Maggie and I became easy friends. Having just returned from a 10-day trip in Thailand, she radiated life and exuberance; conversation flowed easily over paper cups of Dunkin’ Donuts hot chocolate and coffee as we recalled past accounts of wandering through Bangkok fresh markets and nursing lukewarm beers on Khao San Road.
Maggie hails from the Dominican Republic and currently resides in the Bronx. She splits her time between New York, LA, and wherever her travel itinerary takes her. Check out her website here, where she explores a new brand of minimalism – one that focuses less on anti-materialism and more on making room for “passion, contentment, new experiences, happiness…a sense of self.”