bits.

Inside my bag + dessert, Charlie bed

Post Moonrise Kingdom viewing snack, Norms

Sequinned crosses, Wildfox 

Stevy, Mr. Blacks

Nighttime bus rides, Interstellar Transmissions

Wet bikini, leftover from Vegas

Photos by myself & Stevy Pyne

A couple of breadcrumb photos to transition my LA trip photos to my Vegas ones. Although I would be breaking that rule if I were to document my time in Sin City. Does what happen in Vegas, really stay in Vegas? Hmm. Well while I'm left to ponder about that I'll be packing my bags once again for beautiful Hong Kong!

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moonrise kingdom.

Photos by Niko Tavernise

After seeing this movie at a late night screening at The Landmark theatre, I wonder if it is possible for anyone to view it and not want to live in a Wes Anderson world thereafter. From the vibrant colours of the ark scene to the piercing green of Tilda's eyes along with each piece of set design/propping/costuming being so accurately on point, my favourite thing about the movie was its awkwardness. The awkward lengths of Suzy's dresses, how nervously tall the tree house was built, and the strangely off but cute way Sam and Suzy finally met after planning their runaway through penned notes.

Quirkiness at its finest.
MOONRISE KINGDOM

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sandy.

Hanging rug, Downtown LA

Colours, Tiara Cafe

Lightening bolt earring

Creases & quilts

Tomato bruschetta & grilled artichokes, Bottega Louie

Embossed bill & marble table

Weaknesses, House of Tennessee

Cacti attack, neighbour's yard

Photos by Stevy Pyne

[ Momma's jean jacket, Kain t-shirt, AA pants ]

As I recall, these photographs were taken on a Sunday as well. I remember this because my outfit choices was based around my excitement that I'd be going to see Grease at the graveyard later that night. I could have gone as pre-Greaser Sandra Dee with my circle skirt but my petticoat refused to fit in my luggage. So this is me trying to interpret bad ass Sandy with the basics I had with me. All black with touches of red and I even put on my bolt earrings to give John Travolta and Grease Lightning an homage. How cheesy am I?! Let's not focus on that. Anyway, I was obviously too eager as tickets were sold out before we could get them so Stevy decided to take me to the Fashion District downtown. We had mimosas at Tiara Cafe before perusing the ridiculous amount of fabric spools and having odd conversations about my waist with a nice Korean salesman. Then came the beautiful heaven that is Bottega Louie, where everything from their desserts to their take home boxes to their bathroom flowers are beautifully presented. I really have high respect for people and places that pay attention to detail. A good amount of time was spent there purely sitting and admiring our surroundings. I probably would have stayed there for an awkward amount of time solely reading each dessert description. Thank god Stevy is so much more decisive than I am; he made me wrap up my order pronto. Probably for the best as I had more time to fondle my new ballet flatforms and introduce a Louie Pink Lady to them. 

I just can't stop with these Grease references.

Happy Canada Day!

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