my moon. (pt. 2)

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“come to me, my moon,” continued the rain stained note stapled to the tree, “sing me your dreams.”

and there she was, my beautiful moon. as if she heard my estranged woos after all these years. there she stood, pale and mysterious, below the same flickering streetlight i drew a moon underneath with white chalk 30 minutes earlier.

she began to emerge closer, passing tree shadows on the concrete. eyes hidden beneath a black lace cap. matching black lace covering her hands. lips, red as fresh blood. she both frightened and enticed me. it reminded me of my first funeral.

it was 5:11am. the sun, too timid to witness this moment, sat where she couldn’t be seen.

and here i was. a desperate, howling demon. my mouth watering craving, satisfied. my long lost chased dream, in front of my red veiny eyes.

calm yet undaunted, her silver eyes began to peak through the lace as she stood close enough where her cold breaths brushed against my goose bumps, “what dream is chasing you?” she muttered.

xx

DRESS by Motel

Photos by Cachet Retsos
Light Assistance by Beth Kotz

Inspired by The Addams Family
& American Horror Story

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worn out x motel – NYFW

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My look post Betsey Johnson, which you can find more photos of on my Instagram. For the show, I paired this Motel dress with a boohoo bag (so into this bag I’m probably gonna get the silver + turquoise version too) & as always, ZeroUV sunnies.

xx

Photos by Noel McGrath

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lifted.

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our phone conversation drifts in and out like waves. much like the presence of your emotional state. barely reaching shore. coming and going at your leisure. but i’m forgiving, i suppose. i’ll lift the heaviness in your chest because as i’ve told you many times before, the heaviness in your chest is transferable energy. because behind all your “yes” “great” “i’ll call” “i’ll email” talk i can feel the buzzing of an underlying statement: “someone come and lift me out of here”. but no one can hear your buzzing over the filler words. they can just feel it. they can identify with it. they can, regardless of your strong efforts in blocking off your leaking emotions, forgive. but i’m only forgiving because i’ve needed to be forgiven.

x

PANTS by Motel Rocks
DENIM MOTO VEST by 15 FIFTEEN (via Urban Outfitters)

Photos by Sam Doyle

Listening to: Sierra Lift
by Blue Hawaii

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creature of playing.

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you’re a creature of playing, a creature of dreams.

x

NECKLACE by BooHoo
TARTAN PANTS by Motel Rocks

Photos by Cachet

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elevated.

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your brittle skin deserves to absorb the sun’s light. your veins, uninspired, crave its radiating heat. your lungs expand to the rhythm of its cycle. rising, collapsing, but breathing- a new perspective is born.

your thoughts, elevated, reach for the sun above.

x

TOP by Motel Rocks
MAXI SKIRT by Motel Rocks
BLAZER by H&M

Photos by Sam Doyle

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candle heart.

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i blink vulnerability. it’s what makes me human. and it’s more endearing than you might think. a dash of doubt, a splash of lost, and a tingle in my heart that doesn’t quite know which emotion to gravitate towards.

i wish you would see it- that the runny wax from your candle heart is much prettier liquified. once reached the surface of its cold surrounded walls, the runny wax of your heart hardens. you follow your logic- that no one will break you if they’ve never seen you broken.

but one day you’ll get it- that those who make us vulnerable give us the rare chance of being human. for better or for worse. risking stabilized emotions. letting loose all that makes us vulnerable at a chance of gaining a little thing called being human. and it’s much prettier than you might think.

because this is human stuff, you know, it’s what sets me apart from the cold, consistent ground i’m standing on.

x

HAMSA TOP by Motel Rocks
SNAKE PATTERN JEANS by Motel Rocks
PLATFORM SHOE by Jeffrey Campbell x Nastygal
FUR COAT by Nastygal

Photos by Rachel Lynch

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starry eyed

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blind to the bone, i saw nothing but the pretty pattern of the pores on your back. white sheets, heat waves, bodies melt aside. you were hot to the touch but i wasn’t afraid. you said you know my kind. you know exactly how we are. you said people such as i jump clouds and are starry eyed, and that we’re your favorite kind.

x

TOP by Motel Rocks
MAXI SKIRT by Motel Rocks
JACKET by Jac Vanek
SHOES by Jeffrey Campbell
HAT & CIRCLE SCARF by H&M

Photos by Rachel Lynch

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imagine the thrill

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breaking through circular cycles, a vast movement has occurred on behalf of our change-resistant hearts. an unexplained, randomly desired phenomena- we’re just chasing the rush today.

step up and tell me you’re in. steal the earth’s warmth and spread its energy. break into motels. chase adventure without an explanation. imagine the thrill.

x

TOP by Motel Rocks
MAXI SKIRT by Motel Rocks
SHOES by Jeffrey Campbell x NastyGal 

Photos by Rachel Lynch

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