I Know You Don't Understand

Scarf: Vintage

Top: Thrift Shop

High-Waisted Shorts: Forever 21

Booties: Target 

Sunnies: Ray-Ban

This outfit is a direct result of me reading too much Man Repeller except there is no such thing as reading too much Man Repeller because it is the bomb dot com. After a brief flirtation with minimalism, I realized that I can't do without a bit of quirk in my ensembles. So I've decided that my new, "adult" style will be French girl cool meets Leandra Medine's sartorial eccentricity. With the above look, I chose to create a simple but chic base by wearing a white button-down and high-waisted shorts, which I felt was tres French girl cool. Then, I added in a splash of Leandra's sartorial eccentricity with a technicolor neck scarf and leopard-print booties. My mum thought I looked like a flight attendant, which I can kinda see but whatever. I felt very "me" in this, which I haven't felt in a while. Cheers to that? 

For music, Ronnie found a leaked version of Lana's new song, "High by the Beach", which I'm absolutely obsessed with. Been listening to it on repeat for the past hour. My favorite line is, "You can be a bad motherfucker, but that don't make you a man." 

To listen, click here. 

I swear, my emotional life is a Lana Del Rey song. The entire Born to Die album is like umm Lana are we the same person? 

"Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough I don't know why." 

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The Sun, The Moon & The Stars

Beanie: DPTR Clothing

Denim Jacket: Vintage

Top: Urban Outfitters

Shorts: Charlotte Russe

Shoes: Nike 

Out in the desert, everything is still. A mystic land of silence and heartbeats. This is where gypsy souls flee to forget. 

Here, nothing matters except the sun, the moon and the stars. 

Dust Hymns

Make It Holy by The Staves 

Ghost on the Shore by Lord Huron

West Coast by James Vincent McMorrow

Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey

Self Record by Justin Vernon

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Rivers & Roads

In Lana Del Rey's Ride she says, "My mother told me I had a chameleon soul...who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone. Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me." 

Ever since I heard these words, they have stuck with me because I've always felt the most at 'home' on the road. Perhaps it's from a childhood of spending summers and breaks traveling around the US by car (I've been to 48 out of the 50 states). Some sort of conditioning brought about by frequency? Whatever it is, there's nothing that beats being out on the open road for me. 

I love driving under the vast, empty sky where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts. It's where I feel free. 

Road Trip Music

The Head and the Heart

Sufjan Stevens 

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