Thursday, December 20, 2012
She turned the music up, louder, louder. High gain, distortion, turn the knobs, feel the bass. No more thinking, only doing. Stacked platforms so tall she felt like a skyscraper, powerful. Power chords, guitar solos, anything to drown out the noise of the world. The world is her stage and she's curtain is drawing.
90s Face Seattle sweater (in black and white): Wildfox Couture
Stacked platform boots: Demonia
Silver bow headband: Dollar store
Blue nail polish: Urban Outfitters
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Books: portals to worlds outside your own. Wandering through bookshelves, every color on display, spines aligned. Tip toe quietly, do not disturb the mind's of dreamers, of readers, of poets and writers. A new treasure with every turn of the page, new adventures await.
The Last Bookstore, Downtown Los Angeles.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Like a flower petal in the wind, she rides across the horizon on a horse of white. Kicking up her heels, tasting the salt in the ocean air, sand flies up in small fits around mighty hooves. Riding faster, hair tossing in the breeze, flowing behind her like a lilac waterfall. She wanders, lost, until she finds a home to rest her weary feet.
Seeing Stars sweater: Wildfox Couture
Tan cowboy boots: Vintage
Chandelier necklace: Vintage
Floral headband: Antique