Ophelia

"This above all: to thine own self be true."

These photos were inspired by Sir John Everett Millais' painting "Ophelia," depicting the character Ophelia in Shakespeare's play, Hamlet just after she drowned in a river in Denmark. Despite the grim ending of Ophelia, I can't help but to be drawn to such beautiful, romantic, and flower-adorned images, especially when there is such a wonderfully elaborate back story.

Playlist of the Day: Miami Horror

I have some songs on repeat right now, and most of them are from Miami Horror. I dig them because they have a Neon Indian, meets Tesla Boy, meets Empire of the Sun kind of vibe and yet are still completely their own. Here are a few of my current favorites:

1. Imagination 
2. Sometimes
3. I Look to You 
4. Moon Theory
5. Summersun 
6. Echoplex

Enjoy my little summer pumpkins xx

Blue Angel

I've always wanted to do an underwater photo-shoot, so when my talented friend Ana Becerra invited me to, of course I accepted the offer. Despite the freezing temperature of the water I had a blast, Ana's super cool to shoot with and it's always fun to act like a mermaid, ;-) The photos remind me of one of the lyrics to one my favorite songs by the Love Language, Blue Angel.

           Blue angel, will we ever learn to swim? Remember to hold your breath 'till then.

Be sure to check out more of Ana's awesome work on her blog!

Black Swan

Exploring the Los Angeles County Museum of Art's Urban Light display, clad  in sequins and black feathers. I loved roaming through the display and exploring the city I grew up in with people that I love. I wore this dress for a New Year's Masquerade a friend and I hosted. (And in case you're wondering, yes, it is the same dress I wore in the post "Swanlike"--I loved the dress so much, I couldn't resist! ;-).   

I hope you all had a wonderful new years! And I hope this year is one filled with love, joy, and lots of laughter for you! xx

  Dress- Bebe 

Day 20: Venezia, Italy

Ahh, Venezia! Gondoliers sing romantic melodies as lovers and friends alike ride under bridges and through the city. Shops are lined with colorful Murano glass jewelry and extravagant Venetian Masks. Stacked closely side by side, homes come in hues of reds, yellows, oranges, and pinks. Flowers hang from balconies and local children stare at the tourist passer-bys. In Piazza di San Marco we drop a few bread crumbs and are swarmed by a flock of pigeons as a live band plays Django Reinhardt's "Brazil,"  at a nearby restaurant. I wonder if there could be a place any more magical than the beautiful streets, bridges, canals, cathedrals, and alleyways of Venice.