rag&bone jacket, sky tank dress, boutique 9 heels, alexander wang bag.
I went wandering about on these train tracks that are no longer in use (so no, the train in the distance is not going to hit me eventually). Got lots of sand on/in my trusty old heels (which I should give a break) and got my hair practically raped by the wind (I avoided picking out photos where I began to resemble Medusa). I've kind of been in a minimalist funk lately. Perhaps I should break out and wear a pair of turquoise vintage pants with a red cardigan and a yellow clutch.
Also thought the giant tumbleweeds I came across were kind of photogenic in their own desolate way.
Okay, I will stop rambling now.
Thank you to the boyfriend for not only suggesting this place but also taking these photos! And buying me chili soup afterwards.