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Montauk’s salty air reminds me of cartwheels on the beach. It reminds me of this sunhat that’s almost floated out into sea a dozen of times, but still finds it’s way back home. It reminds me of tiny crochet bikinis. It reminds me of this rusty white painted balcony that nobody can look into. It reminds me of the content and happy older couple who wanted me to take their picture…and who I never got the chance to show it to. It reminds me of the seagulls that always try to steal my breakfast. It reminds me of feeling so far from the city, yet so close to home. It reminds me to live each moment like it’s last. It reminds me of this perfect August weekend.


// Burning Torch dress, She Made Me bikini top and bottom //

Shot at Gurney’s Montauk Resort.



Home. Los Angeles, California. July 22, 2016.

Will I be in town,

when hell swallows Beverly Hills,

Will you be around,

when I come to my senses and I confess that I love you still.Swimm “Beverly Hells”

Just a girl, her hoop earrings, and a swipe of fresh mocha lipstick. It’s that 110 degree flush.


// Bite Beauty “Molasses” lipstick, Sabrina SL hoop earrings, Aikido swimsuit, AGL Shoes sandals //



There is nothing more brilliant than dipping yourself in your very own hot spring pool. From Peninsula Papagayo we hit the road one evening through the sunset to La Fortunado. Our destination? The dreamy Nayara Springs hotel. We arrived just past midnight and woke up to the sounds of a man and his guitar playing Hotel California in the restaurant. Nayara Springs is surrounded by jungle. Hills so lush and so green. Just getting to our room is like going through Jurassic Park. We took it’s narrow bridge surrounded by tall trees decked in twinkling lights up to our casita. But it wasn’t until the crack of dawn that we really got to experience all of Nayara’s beauty. Our backyard hot spring was surrounded by leaves so big you really couldn’t see anything a mile away…maybe just a small glimpse of the volcano. We spent hours in our hot spring pool. The steam worked miracles on our skin. We’re talking baby soft. Just what we needed after days roughing it out surfing in the sun. We started our days with a classic Costa Rican dish of eggs, cheese, wild rice and watermelon smoothies, followed by yoga during the rain. Fully chilled out thanks to the burning incense of palo santo wood and the sounds of the guitar. Want to go on a honeymoon? Go here.


// Wildfox sunglasses, Tori Praver swimsuit //



This gigantic straw hat has been to many beaches with us. From lazy mornings in Miami to here at dusk in Costa Rica. It’s been this close to getting washed away into the ocean that I’m surprised it’s still here in my closet back in New York awaiting it’s next sandy adventure. Here we are just minutes from losing the sun at the beautiful Four Seasons Peninsula Papagayo. The beach so quiet all you could hear was the buzzing from the trees and the crashing of the waves. Pure paradise. New York City felt extremely far away. Suddenly you smell of sunscreen, the ocean, and bug spray. A comforting combination. It’s nice having these photos to soak back in this little moment. When all you need is a beer and your best friend’s shoulder to lean on.


// Aerie swimsuit, Hatattack sunhat, Phyllis + Rosie jewelry //