i gave up morals when i took up you

{miu miu trousers, alexander wang sunglasses, burberry prorsum necklace, kain tank, vagabond wedges)

flesh and bones

In the city and the mercury reads '30'. Makes me long for a sprinkler and and a fully loaded ice cream truck.

{marc by marc jacobs dress, topshop clogs, marni bag,
low luv x erin wasson necklace, aurelie bidermann bracelet}

a chance of thunderstorms

Well, I'm back from my trip. It was more than I could ever have imagined. But until I put some photos up (my film is being processed as we speak/as I type), I'll give you a quick version of the highlight reel.

Iceland: Laying in a hot river atop the mountains, eating far too many pylsurs (an Icelandic loaded hotdog), eating far too many skyr desserts (another Icelandic specialty - okay, so we indulged), collecting a film canister of ash from the spewing volcano that no one can pronounce, the Blue Lagoon (enough said), waterfalls and close to 21 hours of daylight.

Berlin: Eating a 'Berliner' sausage and drinking a mojito at a street festival, brushing up on some very interesting history, renting bikes that would both have flat tires by the end of the day, sitting at the edge of the water in Tiergarten, schnitzel and analyzing the German language (perhaps I did learn something at university?). I definitely got that warm and fuzzy "I could live here" feeling in Berlin.

London: A picnic in Hyde Park and Topshop. It's all we had time for! Four great purchases, which I liked even more when I got home (isn't that best?). Got pair of bloomer-ish shorts in the exact print that Lara is wearing in the 3rd picture. Inspired to try wearing them like her.

The last photo is another from the shoot I did with Meg. Just fits right in with all the other models, doesn't she? Pictures soon!

{jak&jill, zanita, fashion gone rogue}

Iceland Day 3

Friends! I am currently typing this from m's iPhone so it'll have to be quick. Reykjavik is absolutely beautiful! Mid-flight the ash cloud forced us to land in the north of Iceland, not very far from the Arctic Circle!! Breathtaking. Blue Lagoon was our trip today and it definitely lives up to the hype. Going to the volcano tomorrow...super excited. Oh, and it's pretty amazing that it isn't dark until after midnight. This is a really cool little city and I'm excited to post some photos when we get back. I hope the weekend was good for everyone...off to rinse the Lagoon out my hair! To my friends - fbook isn't working so you can reach me here. Lots of love!

nothing more, nothing less

The following collage (my first one! thanks to some major assistance from m on photoshop) is what I should be wearing on any given May 12th if:

a) the weather cooperated and would stop acting like winter.
b) I had very deep pockets. Veeeerrrry deep.

{Topshop top, Gem Kingdom ring, Chloé shorts & wedges}

moonshiner

A little preview of a shoot that Britt and I did with Megan - incredible musician and total babe. Accompanying story to come!

better together

My brother recently said to me that he 'hates' (strong word, I know) editorials shot in the studio for their sometimes cheesy and overly posed nature. My frustration with his statement could not be quelled at the time - I had scoured the pages of magazines and websites to find a satisfactory counter example, but there were none to be found (at least according to him). This week, I came across an editorial from Bon International magazine, a Swedish publication, featuring a handful of homegrown models who are styled, in my opinion, perfectly. Absent is the flat lighting and pages after pages of monotonous shots. It's an eclectic mix, in a careful way, that keeps you flipping (or scrolling) for more. I dare you, Anthony, to tell me you aren't intrigued by this one even in the slightest.

{fashion gone rogue}

i'm only good at being young

{matthew tammaro}

There's a 'for sale' sign outside my childhood home, perfectly placed beside a giant tree I was convinced would fall over during every thunderstorm. It's likely I'll only have two months left with that house, and this countdown has given me a particularly unshakable case of nostalgia. My hometown might be described as more on the developed side now, but to me, it will always feel like the country. I will miss the crisp, clean air, the ability to see the Big Dipper with clarity, the humming, almost purring, of the doves every spring, the slow-moving river. I'll probably even miss the sound of the lawnmowers (most folks don't have enough grass in the city to warrant the use of one). And the quietness. Oh, the quietness. There's something so intimate about a moment without disturbance or distraction.

Sappy reflection aside, you might wonder if I'll be heading to greener pastures anytime soon? The short answer: probably not - I'm pretty certain there isn't a market for want-t0-be fashion journalists where the tall grass grows. But will I long for the day when my bank account allows for a city and country home? One can dream - and hope.

i'm just a girl

{fashion gone rogue}

i think i'll do a b&w shoot with the roomies before i leave for iceland.
romantic, moody and particularly beautiful.

enjoying the sunshine?
i hope so.