One piece swimsuits rule. I’ve managed to put on around 25 lbs since my last birthday (oops). Probably for the best, I feel so healthy and don’t look like a sickly skeleton anymore. But it’s definitely zapped my bikini strutting confidence. So I’m sticking with my new plan of wearing what makes me feel sexy, and right now it’s vintage one pieces. They are flattering for every shape and so playful. Don’t let silly insecurities ruin summer. Screw em’, what what you like. Bonus tip: one pieces hide even the cutest pot bellies :)
Looking forward. I’ve been busy working on projects that won’t happen until the end of summer since later winter. I can’t believe summer is half over. I don’t think I can do another terrible winter, I just can’t. Maybe I’ll move to LA for a few months. Apartment swap anyone?
Find beauty in even the saddest of places. The Hollywood cemetery in Richmond, Virgina is a place of history. A resting places for presidents, soldiers and families who helped establish the America. We spent the day paying our respects, wandering about the beautiful grounds, and whispering to the forgotten past that hides inside the cemetery’s gates.
It was easy to day dream about living in Richmond again. I’ve only ever given that town short little stints of my time, always distracted by bigger city woes. I think I would get bored there in about six months. But I like the idea of a simpler existence. I have a house there, one of the rooms are empty, so I could easily move on in. There’s a yard for the dog I have been yearning to get. I could ride a scooter around. Dive into the local scene, make friends, start a band. It all sounds lovely. Hiking and wandering and mountains and rivers nearby. The food is cheap. Craft beer is cheap. Shopping is cheap. But I would NYC so much. And I like to think that NYC would miss me.
Head to Toe: Swimsuit: vintage, Shorts: Vintage, Rumors
Keeping up with the Joneses . I wish my apartment in NYC had a wrap around porch and the smell of fresh cut grass. There’s something about starting your day with a cup of coffee on the porch while you wave to your neighbors that puts me at ease.
When I was 25 I bought a house. In Richmond, Virginia. Crazy, right? My life has since changed course, ya know, the whole move to NYC thing and all. But I still have the house, and have some pretty rad musicians living in it for the meantime. This past week I spent some time down in good ole’ Richmond for some rest and relaxation (I installed the jacuzzi tub a few years ago myself by the way).
I might curse the heat every night because my apartment is a hot box, but it sure makes for a nice beach day. I never used to be into coverups, but as I approach 30 (yikes), I’m trying to be more careful with my skin’s sun intake. And since I’m still in the midst of some serious gym attending to achieve my happiest, healthiest body goals, I felt more comfortable sporting a teeny bikini with a flirty shawl on top. Every one should be able to feel confident in swimwear, it’s just a matter of using fashion to making yourself comfortable and flaunting what you love about your body. Simple as that :)
Here comes the sun! Hanging out at my old stomping grounds- Rockaway Beach. I was pretty into surfing a few summers ago and basically saw every sunrise from sitting on my board out in the break. I miss being at the beach, and this trip has helped me reignite my love for The Rockaways. More beach days soon please!
Head to toe: Cover up: Forever21, Swimsuit: Vintage
Single Light Nights (an ongoing series)
I did a lot of running around after dark 4th of July weekend with my besties Jess and Jono (hiding behind his camera). I don’t really need an excuse to wear my American flag hat, but it just felt a little more pertinent this weekend!
Balloons are ridiculous, right? Jono and I stopped by the dollar store before riding the bus over the bridge for some refreshments and we couldn’t resist. Not only did they keep me giggling all day, it made other people smile and helped my friends find me. Balloons saved the day! And it was such a sweet parting when we let them go.
See the entire weekend caught on film through the eyes of my pals J Straw and jono here, here and here!
I wish every weekend was a music festival. I need an excuse to get all my besties to come lay int he grass with me! I’m lucky my mates J Straw and Jono brought along their arsenal of film cameras to document the weekend. Check out their amazing photo recaps seen here, here and here!
GovBall is by far my favorite festival of them all. It’s in my city’s backyard. It’s comfortable. The food vendors feature NYC’s best. The grass is green. The sound is amazing. But the best perk is running into friends from all over the country- like my beautiful pal Sarah. I had a blast dancing to some awesome bands (Jenny Lewis was my favorite!), lounging in the grass, and catching up with old mates. Plus, it was perfect weather for the perfect weekend. My other two best friends J Straw and Jono brought along some film cameras to capture the action. Their amazing photo recaps can be seen here, here and here!