Before the lights, the mystery, and the dream-world around Cinnamon, there was an island girl shaped by rainbows, Nordic summers, ocean air, martial arts discipline, and a path into fashion that arrived like fate.
Way before the world knew her as a muse of mystery and high fashion, Cinnamon was just a dream, a little swirl of life growing quietly inside her mother, Anaya. It was her father, Erik, who gave her the name long before she was born.
During the pregnancy, Erik would place his hand on Anaya's growing belly, smile and say, "There's a tiny cinnamon bun in the oven there." It became a daily ritual, tender, playful, and full of love. He'd whisper to the bump, tell stories, and call her, "his little bun." It didn't take long before family and friends started using the name too.
Cinnamon was born with her soft golden skin, very rare bluish-green-hazel eyes, and a quiet calm that melted everyone's heart. She was no longer a cinnamon bun from the oven, she was a beautiful baby girl, she was—Cinnamon.
True to her name, Cinnamon was sweet, like Scandinavian comfort food, spicy in spirit, and absolutely unforgettable from the beginning.
Cinnamon was born in 1999 in Honolulu, Hawaiʻi, and her childhood was set against the lush backdrop of Mānoa Valley. She grew up in the quiet Mānoa neighborhood, a residential valley known as the “Valley of the Rainbows,” for its frequent misty rain showers and resulting rainbows. Daily life in Mānoa meant verdant greenery, cooler air, and a close-knit community just a short drive from downtown Honolulu. Cinnamon’s home was near the trailheads of the Mānoa Falls Trail, and as a child she often ventured into the tropical rainforest trails with her family. By age six she had trekked to Mānoa Falls, a beautiful waterfall cascading down a cliffside deep in the valley. These early adventures instilled in her a deep love for nature. Some of her fondest memories include muddy hiking boots and a heart pounding with excitement as she rounded the last bend to see Mānoa Falls glistening in the sunlight through the canopy.
Cinnamon’s family heritage is as diverse as the islands themselves. Her mother, Anaya, hails from a remote South Pacific island (bringing Polynesian traditions and a love of the ocean into the household), and her father, Erik, is Swedish by birth. Both parents had fallen in love with Hawaiʻi’s charm—Anaya arriving in Honolulu in the early 1990’s to pursue education, and Erik relocating in the late 1980’s for a renewable energy project, with both deciding to make Oʻahu their permanent home. They met on the island and built a family that blended Polynesian warmth and Scandinavian pragmatism. This meant young Cinnamon grew up equally comfortable dancing at a lūʻau or celebrating Swedish Midsummer traditions at home. This multicultural upbringing gave her a broad worldview from the start with a unique personal style shaped by floral prints and minimalist Scandinavian design.
From infancy, Cinnamon was bilingual. Erik insisted on speaking Swedish at home, while Anaya spoke English (sprinkled with island dialect). Bedtime was a charming mix of Nordic lullabies and Hawaiian mele for Cinnamon, and she grew up switching effortlessly between, “Tack, pappa” and “Mahalo, Mom.” That linguistic blend later became a subtle asset for her in the global fashion scene.
Though Hawaiʻi was home, Cinnamon spent many school breaks in Sweden and Finland visiting her father’s extended family. Summers meant long flights across the globe resulting in magical experiences like the picking of wild blueberries in Swedish archipelago forests, swimming at midnight under the pale far northern sunlight, and sauna-to-snowbank dashes at her Finnish cousins’ lakeside cabin.
Those many trips shaped her as much as the islands did. Cinnamon became fluent in both the Swedish and Finnish languages, charming all her relatives. She could not help but fall in love with rye crispbread and cloudberry jam, and absorb the internalized Nordic values of modesty, punctuality, and quiet resilience. When living back in Honolulu, classmates noticed the strong Nordic lilt in her speech—a unique accent that turned heads in a sea of local pidgin and California-like surfer drawls. Cinnamon embraced it all while proudly calling herself, “Viking island girl.”
For her early schooling, Cinnamon attended the local elementary in Mānoa, but by middle school her parents enrolled her at Punahou School, one of Honolulu’s most prestigious preparatory academies. Punahou, an elite private school founded in 1841, is renowned for its rigorous academics and illustrious alumni (a US president among them). Walking the historic campus in Ka Punahou, with its sprawling green lawns and century-old hala trees, Cinnamon was inspired to excel. She dove into a variety of activities, reflecting the school’s ethos of nurturing well-rounded individuals. Art classes captivated her creative side. She spent hours in the Kirkham studio making ceramic sculptures and painting vivid landscapes inspired by her valley home. Academically, she gravitated towards courses in literature and social studies, curious about cultures and stories beyond Hawaiʻi.
Outside the classroom, Cinnamon pursued a surprising passion: martial arts. Starting around age 8, her father enrolled her in a keiki (children’s) Karate class at a local dojo to build her confidence and discipline. She took to it immediately. By her early teens she had earned a junior black belt in Taekwondo and was practicing Wushu (a form of Chinese martial arts) at the Hawaiʻi Wushu Center in Honolulu. Weekday afternoons often found her in a gi or silk martial arts uniform instead of the typical teen attire. The dedication paid off when she won several state-level championships in her age category, including a Taekwondo sparring title at a Hawaiʻi state tournament by age 15. She also performed Wushu routines at local cultural exhibitions, her movements a blur of grace and precision with the sword or long spear. Martial arts became a cornerstone of her identity, teaching her mental focus, humility, and physical poise. Cinnamon credits this training for her calm confidence, saying it taught her how to “center herself” before any challenge—a skill that would later prove invaluable in the high-pressure world of fashion.
After graduating from Punahou in 2017, Cinnamon chose to stay close to home for college. She enrolled at the University of Hawaiʻi at Mānoa (UH Mānoa), the state’s flagship university nestled right in her home valley. The campus occupies the eastern half of Mānoa Valley’s mouth, meaning Cinnamon could literally walk from her childhood home under the rainbow-covered skies to her college classes. At UH Mānoa, she crafted an interdisciplinary academic path reflecting her dual interests: Art and Marketing. Formally, she pursued a Bachelor’s in Business Administration with a focus on Marketing, through the Shidler College of Business. Simultaneously, she took numerous courses in the Arts, from graphic design to fine art photography, and eventually earned a minor in Studio Art. By the time she graduated in 2021, she had developed a keen eye for aesthetics and a solid grasp of branding principles—a powerful combination that she would later leverage in her modeling and influencer career. Her senior thesis project was a fusion of her two fields: she created a hypothetical marketing campaign for a sustainable fashion line, designing the logo and visuals herself. The project highlighted Hawaiʻi’s natural beauty in every slide, a tribute to her roots, and earned accolades from her professors.
Cinnamon’s upbringing in Hawaiʻi wasn’t all school and studies; much of her education happened outdoors. Her father, Erik, an avid hiker and environmental engineer, made it a point to explore the islands with his daughter from a young age. Nearly every weekend, they would tackle a new trail or revisit a favorite. They watched sunrise from the summit of Diamond Head, the iconic crater that stands sentinel over Waikīkī. In the cool predawn dark, they’d hike the path up Diamond Head State Monument, climbing steep staircases and ducking through tunnels (remnants of its old military lookouts) with flashlights in hand. At the top, Cinnamon would gaze out at the sweeping panorama of Honolulu and the vast Pacific, feeling on top of the world. These dawn hikes with her dad became a cherished ritual, accompanied by his tales of Hawaiian history and geology as they rested at the summit’s bunkers.
Father and daughter didn’t stop at Diamond Head. They challenged themselves with the Koko Crater Railway Trail on Oʻahu’s east side, a famously grueling climb up the 1,000+ old railroad-tie steps straight to the top of Koko Crater. The trail, also known as “Koko Head Stairs,” was a true test of endurance. Cinnamon remembers the burn in her legs and the encouragement of her father as they counted each step. Reaching the summit together, winded and smiling, they were rewarded with a panoramic view of the Hawaiʻi Kai coastline and sparkling Hanauma Bay in the distance. On summer holidays, the family would island-hop. One particularly formative trip was to Haleakalā on Maui. Her father woke her at 3:00 AM one morning when she was 14, and they drove up the winding road to Haleakalā National Park. Bundled in blankets, they watched the sun rise from nearly 10,000 feet above sea level atop the Haleakalā crater, an ethereal experience above a sea of clouds. Cinnamon often cites that Haleakalā sunrise as the moment she realized how big and beautiful the world truly is beyond her valley. It sparked an early desire to travel and see more landscapes.
These nature excursions were not just weekend fun; they shaped Cinnamon’s character. Hiking taught her resilience and curiosity, and gave her a deep appreciation for Hawaiʻi’s environment. She became interested in environmental conservation in high school, volunteering for beach clean-ups and trail restorations. The cultural side of her upbringing also played a significant role. Through her mother’s Pacific Island heritage, Cinnamon learned traditional respect for the land (the concept of Aloha ʻĀina in Hawaiian). This ingrained sense of stewardship and humility kept her grounded, even as her life would later become more cosmopolitan. In essence, the island raised her—the mountains, ocean, and rainforests were her teacher and playground. They instilled values that would help guide her in the high-flying fashion world to come.
Cinnamon’s life took an unexpected turn in her final year at UH Mānoa. In the spring of 2021, Honolulu buzzed with the excitement of the Honolulu Festival, Hawaiʻi’s premier cultural event that brings together performances and exhibits celebrating Hawaiʻi and Pacific Rim cultures. The festival is a major annual affair held in Waikīkī, featuring everything from hula and taiko drumming performances to craft fairs and a grand parade down Kalākaua Avenue. That year, Cinnamon was involved in the festival through a campus club project. As a marketing student with arts flair, she helped a friend with a booth that showcased local Pacific Island artisan crafts. Over the festival weekend, she could be seen at the Hawaiʻi Convention Center staffing a booth by day, and strolling through the colorful Festival Parade by evening, soaking in the lively mix of cultures—Japanese dancers in elaborate kimonos, Hawaiian keiki (children) performing hula, and floats adorned with flowers.
It was amid this vibrant celebration that fate intervened. Unbeknownst to Cinnamon, a talent scout from Wilhelmina Models was attending the festival that year, searching for fresh faces. The scout, who was based out of Wilhelmina’s Los Angeles division and familiar with Hawaiʻi, noticed Cinnamon prominently standing out among the crowd. Cinnamon, with a striking mix of Pacific Islander and Scandinavian features, moved with effortless grace through the festival throng. She wasn’t trying to be so extraordinarily noticeable. In fact, she had no idea she was being observed. Yet, her natural poise and distinctive look instantly caught the scout’s expert eye.
The moment came when Cinnamon was watching a troupe of Tahitian dancers on stage. The scout approached, introduced himself, and handed her a business card. He expressed that her look was compelling and asked if she had ever considered modeling. Cinnamon was floored. Up to that point, her career focus had been on marketing and art directions, not being in front of the camera. She was aware that at age 21, many professional models had already been working for years, so this approach was wholly unexpected. Initially, she thought it might be a prank or not serious, but the Wilhelmina name on the card was unmistakable. After discussing with her parents and doing her own due diligence on the agency’s credentials, she decided to attend an arranged meeting the next day at the scout’s hotel in Waikīkī. There, a brief impromptu photoshoot took place. Using a simple backdrop in a conference room, the scout snapped digitals of Cinnamon—no makeup, just her in a casual sundress. Her comfort in front of the camera was natural, likely aided by the confidence from years of martial arts competitions (where all eyes were on her during routines). Within a week, Wilhelmina’s New York office formally offered her an opportunity to join their New Faces development program contingent on her availability after graduation. It felt surreal. One weekend she was a student manning a festival booth, the next she was being courted by a top modeling agency.
Cinnamon made a promise to herself and her parents. . . . She would finish her college degree before making any big decisions. And she did. In May 2021, she proudly walked in her UH Mānoa commencement ceremony, receiving her diploma in Marketing (with Honors) and a minor in Art. Just days after graduation, suitcases packed, she boarded a plane to New York City to formally start her modeling career. Stepping off the plane at JFK, she carried with her a blend of excitement and nerves. An island girl, who had rarely been beyond her Pacific home, was now leaping into the heart of the fashion world.
Transitioning from Honolulu’s laid-back, aloha spirit to the fast-paced streets of Manhattan was a challenge Cinnamon embraced head-on. Wilhelmina Models’ headquarters in New York became her new professional home. Upon arrival, she was placed into intensive model development training. The agency provided her with everything she needed to polish her raw potential: runway walking coaching, pose and movement workshops, sessions on skincare and high-fashion makeup, and even diction and public speaking guidance for future interviews or client meetings. Cinnamon drew on her martial arts discipline during this period, treating each new modeling skill as a kata to master, repeating her runway walk for hours in front of mirrors under the tutelage of a former supermodel coach. Her poise and balance, honed from years of Karate stances and Wushu forms, turned out to be an asset on the catwalk. In practice sessions, she could execute sharp pivots and maintain perfect posture, which impressed her trainers.
Cinnamon also had to build a modeling portfolio. Wilhelmina arranged test photoshoots with up-and-coming photographers in Brooklyn lofts and Central Park settings. In these early shoots, Cinnamon’s natural affinity for the camera showed brightly. Photographers often noted how she could convey subtle strength in her poses with a quiet confidence, which set her apart. Within a few months, she had a portfolio of editorial-style images showcasing her versatility; from a sporty look in athleisure wear highlighting her toned form, to an ethereal high-fashion shoot where she wore a flowing gown that matched her graceful stature.
Throughout this period, Cinnamon remained somewhat under the radar, and deliberately so. Wilhelmina’s strategy for her was to cultivate an aura of exclusivity from the very start. Unlike many new models who might be pushed to do every casting call and accumulate as many public credits as possible, Cinnamon’s path was more carefully shaped. The agency’s high-fashion division recognized that her unique background and late entry could actually be marketed as mystery. She did not walk in the standard open-call runway shows in her first season. Instead, she was selectively introduced to a handful of elite fashion houses and photographers behind closed doors. In semi-private viewings and auditions, she met creative directors who were intrigued by this poised Hawaiʻi-born talent who wasn’t already splashed across magazines. Cinnamon’s marketing savvy helped here too. In conversations, she could intelligently discuss brand image and visual storytelling, which made her memorable to casting directors as more than just another pretty face and body.
After about a year of preparation and networking, Cinnamon’s modeling career took off . . . on her own terms. She debuted not on a public runway, but at a private couture showcase in New York. A renowned European designer, charmed by her look, invited her to model in an invitation-only preview of a haute couture collection for a select group of the brand’s VIP clientele. The show was held in an elegant penthouse salon on the Upper East Side, far from the flashing cameras of mainstream press. Cinnamon walked out in a hand-embroidered gown before an audience of perhaps 30 haute couture clients, feeling the same focused calm she had before performing a Karate kata in competition. The event was a success, and those attending whispered her name into the circles of high fashion’s elite.
From there, Cinnamon’s calendar gradually filled with similar exclusive engagements. She became a go-to model for designers who wanted to present their creations in a more intimate setting. For instance, she traveled to Paris for a private dinner show hosted by a luxury fashion house at a historic château. A dozen models showed the new designer collection to an audience of invited celebrities and top clients only. In Milan, she participated in a secretive photoshoot for a limited-edition jewelry line. These campaign images were not splashed on billboards, but sent directly in leather-bound lookbooks to a select list of millionaire collectors. Cinnamon thrived in these settings. By avoiding the traditional fame track, she maintained a certain mystique that only increased demand for her among those in the know.
Cinnamon’s work is characterized by quality over quantity. In any given season, she might do just a handful of projects, but each is for an elite client. She has done fittings for Middle Eastern royalty’s personal fashion collections, walked in a high-end resort wear show on a private Caribbean island, and been the face of a bespoke couture campaign that was shown only to select fashion insiders. This deliberate scarcity means that Cinnamon’s face isn’t on every magazine, but when it does appear, perhaps in a lookbook for a Parisian couture atelier or a limited-circulation art/fashion publication, it causes quite a stir. Fashion bloggers have occasionally heard whispers of her work, referring to her as a “phantom supermodel” or “fashion’s best-kept secret.” And that’s exactly how she and her agency like it.
Despite her low public profile, Cinnamon’s career has taken her across the globe. She now splits her time between New York City (where she keeps an apartment in a trendy yet low-key Brooklyn neighborhood) and traveling for assignments. She frequents the major fashion capitals—Paris, Milan, London—not as a tourist, but as a sought-after talent for private fashion events. One month she might find herself in Paris, doing an exclusive photoshoot along the Seine at dawn when the city is quiet. The next month, she’s flown to an exotic location for a campaign shoot. Her favorites have included a serene black-sand beach in Bali at sunset, and the dramatic dunes of the Moroccan Sahara for a luxury resort wear line. “I often have to pinch myself,” she says, reflecting on shooting atop a glacier in New Zealand for an eco-conscious designer’s lookbook, “because these places are beyond my wildest dreams. I carry Hawaiʻi’s aloha with me wherever I go, and it keeps me grounded when everything around me is extraordinary.”
A key aspect of Cinnamon’s brand is her intentional mystery. In an age of ubiquitous social media presence, she has chosen a path of relative seclusion. She does maintain an Instagram account and a private blog, but they are highly curated and accessible only to select followers. Rather than chasing follower counts, she treats her social media as an art gallery where every post is meticulously planned. A few times a month she might share a glimpse of her life; a silhouette of her practicing sunrise yoga on her Manhattan balcony, or a close-up of a tropical flower with a cryptic caption about “home.” There are no casual selfies or hour-by-hour updates. This restraint has only fueled public curiosity. Industry insiders often mention, “Cinnamon’s allure is in what you don’t see”. By limiting her exposure, she’s created a near-mythic image of exclusivity around herself.
Traditional fashion magazines and media have little footprint of her. You won’t find Cinnamon on the cover of Vogue or walking the Victoria’s Secret runway, as those mainstream platforms would run counter to the niche she has carved out. Instead, her influence is felt through word-of-mouth in elite circles. She’s the model whose name gets passed around at a private trunk show or an art gallery opening in SoHo, the one a haute couture designer might mention when describing the perfect muse who embodies their vision. This strategy was partly by design (a collaborative decision with Wilhelmina) and partly a reflection of Cinnamon’s own reserved personality. Having grown up in the serene surroundings of Honolulu, she never craved the flash of fame. In interviews (the very few she has agreed to), she often emphasizes, “impact over popularity.” She is more interested in forging genuine connections through her work than becoming a household name.
That said, Cinnamon’s career as an influencer and model is thriving, if only on its own exclusive terms. She often collaborates with luxury brands on social impact initiatives quietly. She has also appeared at high-end invite-only influencer retreats, where she might lead a morning meditation or hiking session for fellow influencers and brand executives, drawing on her Hawaiʻi upbringing and martial arts mindfulness. In these settings, she’s valued not just as a pretty face, but as a thoughtful presence who brings substance to the table. Her marketing background shines here. She can speak about brand strategy and user engagement intelligently, which has earned her partnerships with luxury lifestyle companies aiming to elevate their image.
To those outside these circles, Cinnamon might appear as a phantom, a beautiful visage that occasionally graces a cryptic photo or is spotted in paparazzi shots stepping into a black-car service during Fashion Week, leaving people asking, “Who is she?” Yet, to those who know, she is a rising star in the upper echelons of fashion, a muse reserved for those with a discerning eye. By remaining selective about her public exposure, she has cultivated an aura of exclusivity that only increases her allure. In an industry often obsessed with the next big thing and constant visibility, Cinnamon is charting a refreshingly different course—quality, mystery, and authenticity define her journey.
Despite her jet-setting life and immersion in high fashion, Cinnamon remains deeply connected to her roots. She makes it a point to fly back to Honolulu at least twice a year, usually around the off-season in fashion (summers and Christmas). At home, she slips back into island life with ease by helping her mother cook traditional Polynesian dishes, joining her father on tranquil hikes to lesser-known Oʻahu waterfalls, and catching up with old friends under the banyan trees at Mānoa’s neighborhood park. She often says that Hawaiʻi keeps her grounded. After intense months in the spotlight (even a guarded one), there’s nothing that revitalizes her more than walking barefoot on the warm sand of Lanikai Beach or watching the sun dip below the horizon while the trade winds rustle the palm fronds.
Interestingly, her exclusive career has also allowed her a certain freedom to be herself. Because she isn’t plastered on every billboard, she can move through her hometown relatively anonymously. Only a keen observer might notice that the tall, fit woman browsing artisan jewelry at the Kakaʻako farmers market is an international model. Cinnamon cherishes this anonymity. It’s the balance that lets her enjoy the best of both worlds. She can be the sophisticated fashion muse when working, and return to being simply “Nani” (her family nickname, meaning “beauty” in Hawaiian) when she’s back home in shorts and slippers (flip-flops) with her childhood friends.
Looking back on her journey so far, Cinnamon remains grateful and somewhat amazed. In a short span, she went from a Hawaiʻi college student studying marketing, to being scouted at a cultural festival, to walking the halls of fashion’s most distinctive ateliers. At each step, she leaned on the values instilled in her; discipline from martial arts, creativity from her arts education, savvy from her marketing training, and humility and strength from her multicultural Hawaiʻi upbringing. Those elements combined have crafted not just a successful model, but a young woman with a compelling story. Cinnamon’s tale is one of embracing opportunity while staying true to oneself. It’s about how a girl from a rain-kissed valley in Honolulu can light up high-fashion runways—all while carrying the Spirit of Aloha and a whisper of island breeze, wherever she goes.