This was the second time in my life a best friend had announced to me that they were sorry to tell me but they were suddenly moving to Hawaii. Oh hell, no. Bradley and I had developed a friendship which was way too pure for this goddamn world and its …weather. So I invited myself to visit him and his exceedingly blue-eyed boyfriend, Jonathan in their heavenly studio loft in Chinatown, Honolulu.
For 2 months.
They didn’t say no.
Friendship! We swam with sea turtles, rope-swung, hiked towering watertrickles, drank mai tais on premature afternoons, crashed infinity hot tubs at sunset, buoyed ourselves in the warm and silvering dusklit Pacific, and turned a bottle of wine and a dirty concrete slab overlooking moonlit freighters into our own personal loveseat… And we were so good-looking!
But mostly, we opened a vintage boutique (rather, Bradley and Jonathan opened it while I pretended to be right about everything), Barrio Vintage, a concept pop-up. What a dream! Leather, cashmere, Gucci, Dior, preposterous prices….
Quite literally speaking, it was paradise.
Then Rian Flynn came and shit got real:
Continue reading The Unrepentant Tourist – Barrio Vintage, Honolulu
Anyone who has been to San Francisco knows how impossible it is to dress appropriately for the weather. By the time the sun dissolves into its oil-slicked finalé, I’ve got so many indiscriminately practical layers on I look like I’ve been dumpster-diving. Except in glorious October. If you haven’t been to SF in October, you’ve never been to SF.
60s knit beaded beret, $2 – thrifted somewhere in NorCal
lattice-back navy leotard, $2 – thrifted in Honolulu
70s periwinkle skirt, $1 – thrifted in Tucson
red platforms, $15 – Barrio Vintage, Honolulu
mock crock messenger bag, Cuffs, Sacramento
growler of IPA, Magnolia Brewery
vintage gold bangle, a gift
1930s chinese gold/enamel story bracelet, $4 – Barrio Vintage, Honolulu
Black and Rose Gold Skagen Watch from Skagen Watches, UK– Probably the most beautiful and functional object I own. It has a grey mother-of-pearl face with Swarovski “digits,” an incredibly low-profile mesh band, and a clasp with the most satisfyingly tactile “click.” I’ve always wanted a slick watch, but now I’ve got one reminiscent of an opalescent oil-slick. J’adore!
photos by Rian Flynn