August 19, 2015

My Happy Place

Madewell Oversized Boy Shirt | Victoria Secret Bikini (Similar Here) | JCrew Panama Hat | Rayban Shade
The beach will always be my happy place. I can remember seeing it for the first time when I was a little girl. Sandwiched in the middle of the backseat of a Volvo, I drove with my family from AZ to CA. The sprawls of scorching hot desert that stretched for miles and miles felt endless. My eyes lazily chased the scenery as it flew past the car window. After so many, "Are we there yet's?" and so many stop-and-rewinds on my Sony Walkman of Ty Herndon's "What Mattered Most", there was finally relief. The air had changed, and butterflies filled my belly.
We rolled the windows down. I could smell the ocean air. I could feel the salt on my skin. And I could see the most magical stretch of blue over the horizon. It was love at first sight.
After all this time, I can't help but return to this spot every year. To fill my soul just like it did that very first time at five years old. Like every requited love might feel - butterflies, relief, gravitational pulls and magic.

July 14, 2015

Black and White

JCrew Ikat Tulip Skirt; JCrew Camisole; JCrew Panama Hat; Madewell Mini Transport Bag; Joes Jeans Shoes
Lately, all I want to wear is black and white.  There's something effortless in the color palette.  It's timeless.  Minimal.  Sophisticated.  It's an attitude.  A coolness.  And no matter how dressed up or dressed down you are, it just always works.  My philosophy when it comes to style and design is, keep it simple darling.

July 11, 2015

Desert Sun

Prickly Pear For Love & Lemons Dress; UO Hat (Similar); Madewell Boots (Similar Here);
Kendra Scott Moon Bracelet; Cosabella Bralette 

In the desert sun,
your freckles they show.
And you can feel her now.
Right in-between your toes.
And you are as alone
as they all said you'd be.
And as the sun beats down,
hard upon your skin.
Yeah, you can feel her now.
All that you can go
without/within.
A flower grows
and nobody asked it to.
A blue bird sings
and won't let herself go
out of tune.
-Sahara Pt. 1 by Bear's Den

July 5, 2015

Flow

Elizabeth Klein Beyond Vintage Romper: Anthropologie; Madewell Straw Mesa Hat;  Madewell Fest Aviator Sunglasses; Madewell Boots (Similar Here); Target Tote (Old); Kendra Scott Bracelets; Origami Owl Necklace
"I sometimes prefer all in-betweens…the open road…The anticipation, the unknown, the land on the other side, the momentum, the magic, the transition, and the run before the rise. Know that the journey is often more beautiful than the landing…Do let the voyage sweetly unfold. There's no need to rush the destination as rushing these sort of things is so sadly overrated. Carry on. Be with this path. Explore your current space. Flow."  - Victoria Erickson

May 27, 2015

I Want to Go


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There's something wild about an escape.  An open road with no direction.  No destination other than the view in front of you.  As I travel for miles and miles, the wide road grows narrower and changes from smooth pavement, into rough, red dirt.  It leaves a dusty trail of memories behind, as I speed out of this town, faster than I can catch a glimpse of your eyes, in the rear view mirror. There's something dangerous when the signs disappear.  Leaving nothing to guide me home.  And I'm scared I don't want to go back…
There's something cautious in the wind.  The way it pushes against the acceleration of my speed. As if it's saying, slow down...enjoy this.  This moment is all you have.  So I roll the windows down. I find a song.  And I escape further and further away from you.  Or is it further towards you… Either way, I drive on and seek the holiness of the sun.  I chase the trails of disappearing rainbows around every corner.  And I am reminded that nothing beautiful lasts forever.  So in every attempt to fight against this, I pull off the side of the road.  I sit on the top of my car.  I get my feet dirty; my hair messy. I tilt my head towards the sky, and surrender to the raindrops that smoothly pour onto my dry, bare skin.  Kissing it with goosebumps…cleansing my soul.  And in this moment, although fleeting. Although beautiful.  I find myself destroyed.  I find myself whole.