CRAB LEGS 🦀 & CHATURANGAS 🧘🏽: THE PEARL blog
… We’LL GIVE YOU THE WORLD
I arrived yesterday at the 1010 Wins studio in Manhattan confident that we had a good chance at beating out four other small businesses for a prize of $10,000. We are the first Pilates Reformer studio in the Bronx, after all! With a focus on community and inclusivity, and offerings like senior classes, kids’ classes, the borough’s only weekly perinatal class, and even a free bilingual Community Class, I thought we might have this in the bag. That is, until, I saw the list of other finalists…
PLAY + JOY + ICE CREAM SATURDAYS 🍦
As adults, we often carry the weight of responsibilities and expectations, which can overwhelm us. By tapping into the playful and carefree spirit of our inner child, we can find moments of joy and lightness even amidst life's challenges.
WitH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS 🫶
Grab your life jackets and a bottle of champagne, because we've officially set sail – The Pearl is open for business! It's been quite the journey to get here. Here’s how we navigated the sometimes turbulent waters of opening a small brick-and-mortar start-up and emerged victorious on the shores of City Island.
WHY THE PEARL? ⚪️
My grandmother was the human embodiment of grace, dignity, elegance, and strength. She told me as a child that if you cry too much your heart will get soggy and you’ll die. I loved her ferocity and stoicism in the face of adversity, especially so because it was perfectly coupled with true kindness and humility.
THE WORLD IS YOUR OYSTER…
The world is your oyster… aaaaaannd your membership at The Pearl is it’s pearl 😜
Crab Legs & ChaturangaS 🦀
The familiar black and yellow signs beckoned. “BASE CAMP” they read, pointing to the giant parking lot of Seafood City. I saw the familiar Haddads movie trucks peeking over the fence, the honeywagon in the corner, its sly bathroom doors reading Desi and Lucy.
No Grit, No Pearl, or, an Ode to the Celebrity Mole
“WHAT DO WE THINK ABOUT HER MOLE?”
My Midlife Love Affair with Movement
Hello Movement, My Old Friend