photos by Colin Sokol
Another way to wear the Anine Bing Boho Blouse – the suede skirt is by Liu Jo and the bag is Rebecca Minkoff’s Mini Box.
From the last day in Rabat with that twinge of having to leave soon making everything around us that much more beautiful. Somehow the most pajama-like combination my suitcase had to offer was the only one I hadn’t worn yet. The loose pants I got in Paris back in March during a strategic Iro rampage, the top is yet another perfect Anine Bing basic.
photos by me and Colin
(Brandy Melville USA knit tank, Topshop suede shorts, gas station sunglasses)
Hanging out at my favorite unincorporated surf town. Bolinas is only accessible via windy roads mountain goats might think twice about and purposefully unmarked by signs, but once you’re there it’s all wild raspberries growing on the side of the road, surfers loping towards the sand, and however you would describe the vibe where people are wringing out their laundry and setting up lawn chairs where the mayor’s office would probably have been if it existed. I wore bisque on ivory on white in the form of $6 liquor store shades. The easiest.
photos Colin Sokol
What I did was I went and found the most burlap sack-looking thing around. Sometimes I wonder what I have against myself. But I love it. If you ask me, this is the summer of spaghetti straps and cheesecloth.
(LF sweater, Iro Irwin skirt, vintage bag, Isabel Marant Carol sandals)
There’s an eerie knocking sound that storks make by tapping their beaks really quickly which, along with dead silence, was the only soundtrack to the hour spent wandering around the obviously super haunted ruins of Chellah outside of Rabat. I’m not sure if it was just luck that we went when it was so deserted – it’s definitely one of those overgrown cat-ruled type of spots that I try not to skip when visiting a new place. I really don’t know where to start with the Morocco posting, the volume of incredible things I saw makes it kind of like staring up a sheer cliff face. But new animal friends can’t be a bad place to set off from? Or something? I wore my current default sandals with that Iro skirt, an old cropped knit I packed last minute, and a bright woven bag I found at a swap meet in San Diego forever ago.
photos by Colin Sokol
(Céline Audrey sunglasses, Topshop suede top and shorts, Isabel Marant sandals)
I’ve been in beautiful Morocco for almost a week now, I can’t wait to share photos of everything I’ve seen and done here. I have never been more continuously awestruck and am maybe on the verge of losing the ability to process beauty properly. These shots were taken the day I left playing dressup while packing – love this little suede suit from Topshop’s festival collection!
Right in the middle of packing for a trip is always my favorite time to sit down in a cross-eyed daze and compulsively organize pretty much anything. It’s all about stalling but not losing the air of productivity. I scooped up handfuls of jewelry from all over my house to make this shot happen. Lo my current favorites. Anyone else still using this zodiac ring organizer? Just me? Probably. Just a few more hours now till I’m off to Morocco!
Lace shorts and leather shorts have been equally cherished but separately cherished categories in my closet for multiple years now, both having that borderline inappropriate allure I love so much. Well, separate no longer, basically cause Rag & Bone gets me like that.
I’ve been in LA for a rare couple weeks straight now and have found a happy routine of kitchen experimentation, all day dates with Colin, and the most regular workout schedule I’ve maintained in a long long time. Going to make sure to savor this before I’m off on my next trip on Wednesday. New country, oh and new continent too. So excited!
Maybe it was in response to the conditioner woes voiced in my Into the Gloss interview, maybe not, but I’m not complaining about receiving a boxful of Frederic Fekkai to try. When it comes to higher end conditioners, the only thing that makes them worth it to me is if they can make parched ends feel hair-textured again. It’s been about a month of solid use now and the Keratin Conditioner and Hair Repair Mask are now at addiction status. Even just a tiny bit of the mask at the ends and my hair dries shiny with extremely minimal effort. Thank you Fekkai!
(Sandro blazer, Theory tank top, Zara skort, Proenza Schouler boots, Céline oversized Audrey sunglasses and hologram clutch)
Felt like it was about time to add another entry to the internet’s parchment scroll of a Zara skort archive. So many ways to wear this pointy little loincloth and so tempting is it to explore more that I’m going to have to cut myself off and by that I mean start wearing the black version instead. Hope everyone is enjoying Mother’s Day! I’m promising an extravaganza of something or other for the next time I visit my beautiful mother.
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