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Weetzie Bat Goes to New York

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The sky opened up, and Weetzie’s plane descended into New York like a summer rain storm. She saw from greater heights, like the crystalline structure of a gem. Touchdown. She hailed a yellow taxi, and headed straight for the Chelsea Hotel.

Her Secret Agent Lover Man met her at the hotel, and greeted her with an armful of baby yellow roses. They were bigger than her. He kissed the pink heart jewel on her forehead and then kissed her lips. They were ready for an evening of adventure.

They went out to sushi dinner and ordered everything on the menu– avocado roll, cucumber roll, california roll, rainbow roll, spider roll and the sunset roll. After dinner they intertwined their legs and drank bubbly pink champagne in velvet love seats at the Bowery Hotel. They walked back to the Chelsea under the crescent moon. Weetzie kissed her Secret Agent Lover Man as they held hands. He tucked flowers in her white boots and she looked like apple pie a la mode. At the hotel they opened their double door french windows to cuddle and fall asleep to the sounds of Manhattan. Secret Agent Lover Man held Weetzie like the little star she was, child of the moon.

Morning came and they took the subway to the West Village where they drank italian expresso outside and shared a crepe. Weetzie met a dog she liked and danced around the brick streets. She was all seashells and smiles, little sparkles shining from under a black hat. They ate vegetarian hot dogs for lunch, Weetzie’s favorite. They topped off the afternoon with ice cream in the park and kisses and flowers, and magic.

Everything seemed to be possible in that moment, Weetize’s heart was open and ready for new. It then occurred to her, that maybe, just maybe, she could build a home here.

clothing by Wildfox

photos by Brittanny Taylor 

the secret life of books

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I’ve had lots of happy moments. I’ve been lucky. But I always think the happiest moment hasn’t happened yet. I’m talking about the queen of happy moments. The biggie. The unfathomable. The epitome of happiness. The only thing is, I worry that when it comes along I won’t recognize it. It’ll be flashing away there at the edge of my vision and I’ll be looking so hard that I’ll just let it float right by.

Carol ShieldsThe Republic of Love
glasses by warby parker
photos by Phillip VN

Launch of the Levi’s Revel

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I’m stoked to be a part of today’s launch for the new Levi’s revel denim.  They’ve designed a new jean that has an amazing liquid feel to them. They’re super flattering and keep their shape. And for someone who just throws her clothes everywhere/random bags/sleepovers etc, it’s nice to have a pair of jeans that don’t get all wrinkly. I’m wearing the pressed dark wash. Check the link in my outfit info and try them on for yourself.

xx

revel jeans by Levi’s

tank by All Saints 

hat by American Apparel 

sunglasses by Zero UV

photos by Yuya Ohasi

set by product of mars

makeup by Dana Riordan