So we're sleeping in together. Coconut oil lips and waking in the haze of a wave that only pulls us back to sleep. No clarity.

"Lust & Wonder," my new Auguten Burroughs novel sitting by your bed. I look over to it's untouched dust jacket and fear I'll never reach my true potential. I'm dealing with the devil of distraction.

Songs, television, wine, drugs, lovers - I bet every artist that was ever great had the ability to abstain from these things, at least that's what Thoreau said.

But I chose you, and the pleasures of this flesh life. You introduced me to it all. And I jumped in, secretly hoping the ride would provide me with some inspiration. But now I'm too in my skin and can't get out.

I try to take care of myself so I can create, but I'm more inspired by you. Perhaps because with you, I am outside myself.

I take you into my world - Soho studio, teal kitchen, pink roses, paintings, and a closet full of lingerie. I am the character you imagined, running around in her flat, so unsure and in an unfulfilling pursuit of more. You get the sense that I've created my own world, but I can never posses it. Someone like me could never really own anything. Underneath the hard exterior is the gentle girl you saw in Breakfast at Tiffany's, extremely vulnerable and needy.

I've built myself a life in which I'd need nothing else, but it only creates the desire for more.

emboridered lingerie set by La Perla

Rylee bondage bralette by For Love & Lemons

christy lace panty by For Love & Lemons

Christy Lace Bra by For Love & Lemons

photos by Jen Senn