indy city

Turns out the bohemian goddess that is Angela can also rock an all-black, five panel hat look. Go figure. We wandered around LA & snapped a few photos in this beautiful Indy Brand hat, and I finally got to see the Bates Motel all-white-everythang hotel + palm tree installation. This city is so weird. 

I deeply miss the greens of the northwest, but damn, I love the colors of Los Angeles. 

witchy vibes in Joshua Tree

Joshua Tree at sunset just begs for some witchy vibes. All black everything, a big floppy hat, and a a matte black skull? Obviously. All we needed was a rattle snake, but thankfully, they stayed away. Most likely due to the fact that I ever-so-nonchalantly made lots of unnecessary noise and chatter with each step I took...I'm currently listening to the Wild audio book, and am more aware than ever that we're living in their territory. And that my own survival skills are slightly lacking. 

I am very happy to add another National Park to my list; I had never seen Joshua Tree before, and Evan hadn't visited since he was 13 on a trip from Alaska, so we had a wonderful, sun-soaked adventure through the cacti. Many more photos to share. 

p.s.: the skull is now hanging safely in our living room, and was my birthday gift to Evan from Near & Deer. 

day trippin': vasquez rocks

One of the best parts about living in LA is how many sweet spots are close enough for a daytrip. Thanks to instagram, I'm always learning about new spots to spend a free day exploring that are within an hour or so from home. Vasquez Rocks, with that rust-red rock and shadowy green brush, was a gorgeous spot to spend Valentine's Day climbing up and around, and I'm already planning a trip back to watch the sunset over the boulders. 

california green

We've been trying to either hike in the hills or walk around our neighborhood most evenings at dusk, and it's causing me to begrudgingly fall a little bit in love with Los Angeles. Most people teased me when I mentioned moving to Glendale. I heard a lot of "oh, so you're not going to be in LA" and the like, which, as a small town girl, is very much alright with me. I love how quiet the neighborhood is, how every home has its own eclectic architecture and color palette and garden aesthetic. As much as I  miss the evergreens and clear blue water of my northwest home, I'm growing a bit obsessed with all the different hues of California green--from cacti and succulents to the citrus trees and dark ivy covering the buildings and street signs. And at golden hour, they all light up and sing together. Oh, west coast. I'll always love you.

hat: Nordstrom, boots & jacket: Forever 21

l u c k y

when the grey-blue suddenly melts and bursts into deeply saturated pink and gold, and a brush dips into the ocean bleeding purple paint onto the tips of every wave, the browns of the cliffs deepen and the palm trees silhouette into inky black. and you just happen to be there to see it with the one you love, who you usually have to be apart from when the sun sets. that's a good day.