home again, home again, jiggity jig!
it feels good to be back. better than i thought it would. might have a little something to do with the fact that the weather here right now is just as awesome as it was in california. i left work a pale brunette and came back a tan blonde.
we had an amazing weekend on the coast, cooking great food, bonfires on the beach, drunken campfire singalongs (we have so many talented friends!) and hikes amongst tidepools… unfortunately, i managed to lose my camera in the sand one night along with a wicked photo of some sacramento hipsters, one of them wearing a shortsuit, who i stalked in a liquor store…
(pretty ladies, if you’re reading this, please send me a photo of your favorite outfits? i don’t give a shit about my cheap camera. but dammit, lost hipness of such majesty really chaps my hide. the address is firstname.lastname@example.org! and all the rest of you? get on it!)
however, eve did manage to get a photo of some of us in our grooviest party-ready camping outfits. we like to use camping as an excuse to wear everything with anything. camping is the perfect time to whip out your creativity and break all kindsa rules. why just look like a homeless person when you can look like a crazy person with conviction instead?
“thirty and dirty”
i really need to give my perfectly fitted, long-sleeved tuxedo print shirt more wears (garage sale, 25 cents). i never could pass up a little bit of glamour, even in the dirt.