pretty standard.

tee- american apparel

skirt- thrifted

jesus necklace-  flea market girl

pouch- thrifted

boots- thrifted

sunglasses- melrose trading post

pretty fuckin standard.

just your basics.

...lavois

this is my dog and we like to party.

my hiking get up...holiday tank, ex boyfriend boxer briefs, thrifted button down.

Carl and I hit up our favorite hiking spot yesterday.

I love seeing that pup out in the wild. 

Hiking Poem

there was a large flat stone

we passed on the hike

just to the side of the trail

and i wanted to touch it.

see if it was cool.

it was.

and i wanted

to put my bare breasts 

against it.

so i did.

lifted my shirt

and with no one watching,

pancaked right up to it.

hugged the cold blue

until my nipples got hard

then

laughed

and

laughed

for the fuck of it.

...lavois

interlude for da boyz.

Shotgun Honeymoon (aka:Uncle Eric) and Carl the Dog

these two are definitely up to something.

Check out Eric's band, Shotgun Honeymoon in the super cool video below yo.

Facebook: Shotgun Honeymoon

Instagram: shotgunhoney

...lavois

yellow.

dress- urban outfitters

boots- thrifted, melrose trading post

R.I.P. Hairz

Pour a 40 out on the curb for my long lost locks.

...lavois

snake belt kingdom.

tee tank- thrifted, melrose trading post

cut off levis- thrifted, leopard lounge

boots- thrifted, melrose trading post

snake belt- gift from dear STEPH

moon necklace- vintage

Welp, this was my 4th of July day drinking get up. I had to refrain on Thursday from engaging in a political discussion about America and government in a series of instagram comments...emotions are too high on this day of commercialized patriotism and sometimes it is just better to keep your anti establishment mouth closed. I met up with my friend Caitlin at a party on the east side. The house was absolutely beautiful and I had the perfect day with some perfect humans who just so happen to be "American" ...whatever that even means. Someone brought Shiner Bock beer (liquid Texas) and I got to lie on the most beautiful zebra print rug beside Olive the pup while my pal Caitlin painted the snake from my belt tearing venom into the american flag on my left upper thigh. A pretty perfect day if you ask me. 

(By the way is this snake belt not the most wonderful thing you've ever laid eyes on???? 

My best friend is the best gift giver.) 

Also, my legs are wrecked from Carl the Dog cone slamming into me, so bruises and scrapes are my new staple accessory. 

Also, I chopped off all my hair, impulsively, on my way home from work Wednesday. I feel like it has something to do with The Goodbye Girl which I just recently watched and also maybe that I miss my mother who had very short hair through all of my childhood...anyway I'm not gonna delve too far into the WHY but I can safely say this was one of my best impulses. 

Ramble-y as fuck post, I know. 

Catch ya soon, interwebz.

...lavois

what lines the cupboards above the stove?

striped open knit top- thrifted forever 21

unicorn patch shorts- thrifted

belt- vintage

jesus necklace-  Flea Market Girl

genie lamp pin- family vintage

here's a poem, interwebz.

what is written in the spaces I cannot reach

without step stool or boost

what lines the cupboards above the stove

does such a land exist past the stretch

of my tippiest toes

how can I spend a forever

straining to touch

what I cannot see

are there numbers

hidden in bee stings

equations of why 

in the curvature of a question

marksmanship is a virtue

when the target is something

but it could be everything

and how would you even know

the hardware is powder blue porcelain

but the wood has rot 

and black mold 

and a termite momma is raising

an army alone without any man

because she doesn't need him

but I am sinking 

into the crack of the linoleum

where the floor caves in

from a faulty foundation

and one day when the city

falls into the sea

the plates will open and

take me and

the papers will read

"girl spends her whole life looking up;

dies as she's swallowed

by the ground beneath her feet."

rose budz.

blouse- thrifted

cut off Levis- Leapord Lounge, Houston

I think this top is possessed with some kind of perfect magic. It is very sheer, like in the back you can see straight through to my pale little back bone but somehow, I don't know if its the giant roses or what, but this shirt manages to do what we as womankind could only dream of sheer tops being capable of, and that is being light, loose and see through while at the same time not compromising the nipple. There's like zero nipple exposure, it's magic. Ultimately I could care less if you can see some nip action through my shirt but on the nanny gig I gotta mask those little lady discs so this shirt is the perfect summer staple for a working class girl such as myself. Also the color palette/print...like c'mon it looks like a terrible awesome sofa you find on the side of the street and you're like who would ever get rid of such a perfect floral lounging device and you get it back to your apartment somehow and make many memories on it. (or maybe I'm just the only one who assigns spiritual significance/nostalgia to trash furniture)

Hey, check out my tumblr.
www.lavois.tumblr.com

...lavois