Alternative post title: A Van (not) Down by The River.
My fave time of year is when the trees go all high fashion and turn into cotton-candy-like puffballs of pink blossomy goodness. In other words, SPRINGTIME! How gorge is the Gorge when it’s in full bloom? TOTES GORGE. (I’m full of it today. Consider yourself warned.)
Anyway, the pink blossom season marks that time of year when the foreign glowing orb in the sky generously casts it’s warmth upon us and we pale Pacific Northwesterners are reminded that there is a season called Summer and it is slowly making it’s return. Except the day we took these pictures, the glowing sky-orb (it’s called the sun, in case you forgot) was a mean trickster and it was actually fracking cold out. No surprise there, right? #helloPNWweather
And thanks, to the random people whose front yard I borrowed. I happen to love this particular 9th street corner. “They have twees, Norman! Twees!” (that one was for my mom. I don’t expect you to get the joke. Unless of course, you were raised on wholesome and heartwarming films such as this.)
Vest: F21 // Fringe top: family vintage // Maxi dress: H&M // Boots: Steve Madden
From left: Twiggs, Vintage, nOIr Jewelry
And then we found a van.
We loved the van. #HowToPoseLikeAWeirdo101
Thanks for the good times, van.
PS The biggest thing on my mind and what my weekend will involve: #lovemesomeRDJ #sinceyouasked