March 2013
5 posts
“Go placidly amidst the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in...”
– By Max Ehrman
Woman Is the Sun, an extraordinary creature, one...
Natalia Vodianova by Mert & Marcus.
Dispatched from the West Coast.
February 2013
10 posts
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Blow Out All the Candles Please
Kate Bosworth for Elle.
Dispatched from the West Coast.
“You’re on a different road, I’m in the milky way
You want me down...”
– Icona Pop.
I don’t care. I love it.
Dispatched from the West Coast.
“The only way to last
And the only way to live it
Is to Hold on when you get...”
– Stars.
Dispatched from the West Coast.
“Revenge is a dish best served cold.”
– Someone very wise.
Dispatched from the West Coast.
January 2013
5 posts
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Return to the Things You Love
Vogue Mexico.
Dispatched from the West Coast.
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I have come to realize that I truly have no...
Conceptually I lament its constraints but in practice I act with reckless disregard.
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From Death, Life
The earth dies, a slender blade of grass emerges.
We break up, we meet someone who gives us hope.
We cry and break down and clench our fists, we wake up the next day to soft morning light that makes last night seem like a bygone nightmare.
Dust blooms; take notice.
Olga Kurylenko for Blackbook.
Dispatched from the West Coast.
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December 2012
4 posts
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“People moving all the time
Inside a perfectly straight line
Don’t you...”
– Coldplay
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November 2012
12 posts
“Colour is an emotional expression of our brightest selves.”
– Dispatched from the West Coast.
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“People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed,...”
– Audrey Hepburn
Dispatched from the West Coast.
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“Be light of heart and sound of mind.”
– Unknown
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WatchI see no sign of fortress.
Dispatched from the West Coast.
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October 2012
6 posts
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Indian Summer
The Santa Anas are keeping our coastal deserts in a permanent state of late summer. The winds are dry, very warm, but not that sticky-mid-July hot.
It’s days like these that feel dichotomous. Bittersweet. You wrap yourself up in the hot gusts of wind and take to the water, only to realize it’s chillier than you thought. A spontaneous gift from nature that will disappear within the...
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September 2012
4 posts
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“You go talk to your friends talk to my friends talk to me.
But we are never...”
“Don’t go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you...”
– Mark Twain
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August 2012
10 posts
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“We are never ever ever getting back together.”
– Ever. Dispatched from the West Coast. 