manhattan

The hotel above and the street below. Apartment filled with the ghosts of the friends we used to know. In and out, going on and on. Stranded and strange right in the center of it.

Losing my touch, out of time. Hide from who you can. In this world, I found out that love leaves. Yes, I once had a great love. A big love. But I shook it from my hair, just like everything else. You say you've got nothing to hide, you and your secret life.

You've got your secret on. Wanting to live all the time, and then slip right out of it.

Don't look at the moon tonight, you can never be manhattan.

x x

lingerie by For Love & Lemons

Rowdy-F boot by Jeffrey Campbell

dress by Stone Cold Fox

make-up by Lisa Thai

photos by Jen Senn

inspired by Cat Power

i'm coming over

I'm coming over. The tip of the collar bone protrudes. Dressed in grey from head to toe. Rib cage exposed. Drowned my cares in a coffee on the way.

She is free in her wildness, died young to save herself. A drop of water in the glass. Wood floors and messy bedsheets in your Soho apartment. She happened to things like passing of time. His life was stable until he met her. Cigarettes and rose petals on the lips. Your skin is like velvet and I'm in a dream.

stripe illusion bralette by Love Haus by Beach Bunny

stripe illusion cheeky panty by Love Hause by Beach Bunny

photos by David Aronson

hustler

If you can fix me up, you'll go a long way. East of the city she dwelled. In the black of the night, her layers of jewels reflected in the crescent moon. She moved from a beach town to the city to be wild. She wanted studs around her neck, not flowers in her hair. Her fanatical glow froze those around her. Dark eyes, bright eyes. Pick me up and throw me babycakes. Cross bones. She broke away.

bodysuit by For Love & Lemons

Moto fur jacket by Chaser 

Venus Americana jewels by Susanna Galanis

photos by Jen Senn