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wow traveling alone to the motherland felt like stepping into my family's past timeline #ad
and unraveling all the parts of myself ive yet to discover. i admit i got homesick everytime i moved locations. the thing that helped was to think of my suitcase as a portal home (ty @samsoniteusa)
it’s so grounding.it’s like, okay im here and im present. #travellikeyourparents #samsonitepartner
wow traveling alone to the motherland felt like stepping into my family's past timeline #ad
and unraveling all the parts of myself ive yet to discover. i admit i got homesick everytime i moved locations. the thing that helped was to think of my suitcase as a portal home (ty @samsoniteusa)
it’s so grounding.it’s like, okay im here and im present. #travellikeyourparents #samsonitepartner
wow traveling alone to the motherland felt like stepping into my family's past timeline #ad
and unraveling all the parts of myself ive yet to discover. i admit i got homesick everytime i moved locations. the thing that helped was to think of my suitcase as a portal home (ty @samsoniteusa)
it’s so grounding.it’s like, okay im here and im present. #travellikeyourparents #samsonitepartner
wow traveling alone to the motherland felt like stepping into my family's past timeline #ad
and unraveling all the parts of myself ive yet to discover. i admit i got homesick everytime i moved locations. the thing that helped was to think of my suitcase as a portal home (ty @samsoniteusa)
it’s so grounding.it’s like, okay im here and im present. #travellikeyourparents #samsonitepartner
wow traveling alone to the motherland felt like stepping into my family's past timeline #ad
and unraveling all the parts of myself ive yet to discover. i admit i got homesick everytime i moved locations. the thing that helped was to think of my suitcase as a portal home (ty @samsoniteusa)
it’s so grounding.it’s like, okay im here and im present. #travellikeyourparents #samsonitepartner
wow traveling alone to the motherland felt like stepping into my family's past timeline #ad
and unraveling all the parts of myself ive yet to discover. i admit i got homesick everytime i moved locations. the thing that helped was to think of my suitcase as a portal home (ty @samsoniteusa)
it’s so grounding.it’s like, okay im here and im present. #travellikeyourparents #samsonitepartner
wow traveling alone to the motherland felt like stepping into my family's past timeline #ad
and unraveling all the parts of myself ive yet to discover. i admit i got homesick everytime i moved locations. the thing that helped was to think of my suitcase as a portal home (ty @samsoniteusa)
it’s so grounding.it’s like, okay im here and im present. #travellikeyourparents #samsonitepartner
wow traveling alone to the motherland felt like stepping into my family's past timeline #ad
and unraveling all the parts of myself ive yet to discover. i admit i got homesick everytime i moved locations. the thing that helped was to think of my suitcase as a portal home (ty @samsoniteusa)
it’s so grounding.it’s like, okay im here and im present. #travellikeyourparents #samsonitepartner
wow traveling alone to the motherland felt like stepping into my family's past timeline #ad
and unraveling all the parts of myself ive yet to discover. i admit i got homesick everytime i moved locations. the thing that helped was to think of my suitcase as a portal home (ty @samsoniteusa)
it’s so grounding.it’s like, okay im here and im present. #travellikeyourparents #samsonitepartner
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
on this Earth Day, i share my love to my van who has been the best cocoon through the most potent years of my life. she’s brought me a tremendous amount of joy living closely to the rhythms of nature, my sweet love, Ursula 🧚🏼♀️
photos and field notes taken from inside or with the van
i still love having friends over
got a nasty dog bite puncture and spent a month healing
only 4 yellow jacket stings
my man rests like a deeply relaxed cherub with us
us is leica and I
threw a birthday party out of the van by dropping a pin
ate well and swam everywhere
introduce myself as ren
home is everywhere
altars are portals
from the van of ~
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
after a year of shedding my old life and living simply in a van, the following year felt like the season of becoming
i’ve been in a year long courtship, intimately so. both of us sheltered from familiarity as he followed scavenger hunts to wherever i had set up home for a short while. because if a man were to come into my life, he also needed to earn his right to be where i am. following light footprints while boasting a reverence for the natural world.
one january night, this man arrives at my campsite in complete darkness via a dropped pin, no cell service, and replenishment of food and supplies in hand. this was kind of our first real date after he found me passing through a party in LA in december. matt describes the moment of walking towards my campfire as a nervous system reset, especially after the adrenaline of feeling too late, very lost, and maybe stood up because i wasn’t at the original pin. thankfully, he found the note i left behind.
this went on all winter into spring until by summer, he moved into the van.
february 7 marks the solar return of matt rising coming to this earth as a divine gift. traditionally he hosts his friends over dinner, wine, music, and writes a play to be performed by those around.
yesterday was different. there was still dinner, wine, music, friends, family, but this time he gathered us to celebrate our engagement! !!
matt and i are newly engaged and are overjoyed to finally lock in our eternal love and share abundantly
i hope you enjoy the slideshow of our party, the proposal which happened in india, and the magic and earnestness of the ever-so-pure @mattrising. happy birthday my sweet love.
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
summer is a safe place to yearn
when i said that
i meant it
summer imprints with intense experiences that are near impossible to process while they’re happening. each heatwave outdoing the last. it’s too hot to think. so don’t. fuck it. for years we’ve used this season to burn. a part of ourselves perhaps. a fling. an experience. with a whim or a risk.
from growth spurts in school to traditions abroad with friends, we fully indulge. how could there be space to yearn when we’re living at our highest joy.
but when in the year do those imprints of growth have time to be grieved?
maybe in winter, if you’re lucky with time and conscious enough to do so. and if not, it’s ok to yearn for the past summers of yourself. you know,
the one who left home and never looked back,
turned kisses into tantric play,
the one who, after summers driving past the chapel, finally pulled over to pray.
outside, the sign read: the non-denominational chapel is for individual prayer and meditation. please respect its sanctity.
i do the same to my non-denominational existence.
individual prayer is the vessel of yearning. a narrow path in the body, where all the right senses must align to return you to that one summer. the power to yearn is less about lack and more about devotion. a way to keep all the parts of yourself alive in your body. revisiting them by giving them the spotlight to play in your body.
so maybe summer had you running fast
sweating beads
that you forgot to stretch
you’re forced to be in your body
forced the key word
what a perfect day to be alive
i love recounting the days of me
pretty girls don’t like big spaces
there’s room for all the finer things in life
yearning is sanction.
i love recounting the days of you
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
Health Gossip with Rachel Nguyen @thatschic 🤍
Rachel is a video artist, creative guide, and my all-time favorite YouTuber (rip).
Link in bio to read her full responses, touching on intuitive living, devout food, and a case for a quieter world . . . Xx
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
i'm at the tip of my mid thirties and finding myself at the edge of womanhood. hot girl summers and dinners have defined my last decade and some. i think like many, i hesitated entering womanhood. especially in LA (and NY?) where being 'hot' is a currency that opens doors and is also a defense mechanism. like you can't get too close. so i held on tightly to crop tops, pouting, and dinner with strangers who loved the idea of me. because i had no idea what's on the otherside.
i've really only seen others be forced into adulthood, through marriage, grief, children. taking on more responsbility than they were ready for. but what if we can find a way to cross over completely on our own by following internal nudges, not obligation.
living in this van for a year has been somewhat of a cocoon: a safe place to grieve and let go of past priorities. living close to nature taught me a lot (with lots more musings to come). it's possible to rebel the system and live on my terms— to evolve from hot girl (visual, momentary) to gorgeous woman (textured, embodied).
because i refuse to believe that beauty plateaus.
i believe it's possible to become more attractive over time.
to be attractive means to operate as a magnet.
magnetism begins with embodiment.
embodiment is when your inward dialogue is louder than outer noise.
to be attractive is to be attuned.
hotness is one dimensional sex appeal.
gorgeousness is multifaceted erotic curiosity.
cheers to having more gorgeous women on the internet: stay open, curious, and keep the best parts of yourself, to yourself.
your comfortability is not effortful.
your comfort is within and it attracts the right people.
the right people will want to cater to your livelihood because they benefit from your aliveness.
you have the power of elegant disapproval for others to catch up to chase you,
you are worth being chased,
your divine existence shines when its effortless.
be effortless. silky, smooth. free.
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