ph. by Colin
(gifted Shakuhachi lace shirtdress, Alexander Wang bra, Levi’s shorts, Deadly Ponies bag, Dolce & Gabbana wedges, Karen Walker sunglasses, H&M jacket)
It’s been hot for the past couple days…triblend romper hot. Kind of disgusting, but fun for acai bowls in the grass. Felt pretty prepared with a blanket and all but turns out full-on pavilions are de rigeur these days. Where are people even buying these things? I never see them for sale in stores. Cause you know I want one. I may or may not settle for a tent with lots of zippers.
Shakuhachi gave me a reason to love pink. Australian designers just keep on coming out with those pieces that are as wearable as they are different.
ph. by Kristin
Huntington Beach at 5pm, in thrifted shearling jacket..haven’t dyed my hair since November and it shows.
ETA I’m not going to dye it anytime soon! I’ve been waiting for it to get to this stage…
(sunglasses courtesy of Karen Walker, Forever 21 chain headband, Erin Wasson x RVCA tshirt, thrifted skirt, Chanel wedges, vintage coat)
I’m really picky about tortoiseshell shades but these are perfect and feel vaguely spring-appropriate..you know, unlike my 9,000th faux fur collared coat I have on here…anyway, they were a gift via my trip to New Zealand fashion week along with my favorite round pair. Finally thrifted a long black skirt (sorry, won’t say ‘maxi’ as much as Anna won’t say ‘bootie’..typing it in quotations doesn’t count) and painted my nails this questionable shade over lunch. Which made my sandwich taste like nail polish + I feel like I accidentally ate some off of my index finger and have been slightly depressed about it ever since.
(Yesstyle jacket, LF sweater, American Apparel shorts and lace tights, Sam Edelman boots)
Late afternoon coffee run and a smushy jacket from Yesstyle.com…which, I’m sorry, is impossible to navigate. I recommend looking through it via Polyvore if you actually want to find anything.
(Alexander Wang jacket, vintage everything else)
Saturday was stormy and the day was spent half-dressed..re-reading my favorite parts from Franny and Zooey, cleaning, and trying to make stir fry work with a really bare fridge. Peanut butter and raspberry jam and soymilk bare. Then I remembered that LF was having a sale so I dragged Colin along to La Jolla and made out with the only mid-height boots I’ve been okay with for a long time and a couple sweaters that required holding in the air four different ways before being able to make sense of them. We walked down to the beach to see how wild the ocean looked (very) and then ran back to the car in record time when the downpour began. Drove up to Mt. Soledad to see the cross on top of the city through the mist, tentatively evacuated vehicle safety to take a couple photos and break in the new boots properly in the mud, half froze to death in the sharp wind, and spotted seven bunnies scampering along on the grass. Felt very accomplished when I managed to photograph them in time.
Somewhere in between boring and perfect.