Taking the open road and letting it swallow you whole. Into a world of popping color and dust and sand, swirling all around you. I can’t wait to drive down to La Quinta come Friday, to dance in the desert sun. NYC winter, I deserve a break! The clunk of our arm cuffs, and the jingle of the coins on our tassels. We make the music every move we make. The paint dripping from our faces. I love festival season only because I can wear the bare minimal. Leather shorts, crochet bralettes, and loads of feathers. Best with a good, brown tan. Currently inspired thanks to the new Planet Blue lookbook
…and others, from my Pinterest
Time to lift those fringe wings and fly on out of here. A girl could use a desert getaway.