You know how much I love my tie-dye and crazy Coachella prints, but lately, I’ve been a lot more minimal. River Island had me covered all weekend at Coachella, and we went with NEO-BLACK. Perfect suede mini-skirts, and retro silhouettes. Dark neutrals that sparkle in the sunlight, and a simple leather backpack to store all of my festival must-haves: sunscreen to lather on throughout the day, and loads of water to keep me fueled from show to show. I’m totally digging the more classic look come festival season. I can’t stress it enough: less is more, more, more!
Next to an overflown suitcase, I had my VIP ticket and just enough energy to get me through the 3 days of non-stop madness under the sun. Hopping from pool party to pool party, to just catching the sunset glow over the main stage. AC/DC totally killing the game. I swear nothing is better than some good ol’ rock n’ roll.
// River Island crop top, mini skirt, and leather jacket //
“COACHELLA OR BUST” painted in neon on nearly car in parked in Palm Springs. We made it, and have so far, survived the first 2 days of what I like to call: COACHZILLA. Because Palm Springs really becomes a monster weekend one. 90 degree weather. Jack White slaying on stage. Bohemian brunches to last a lifetime. I’ve surprisingly been donning a ton of black. My straw bolero perfectly weathered under the desert sun. As the day goes on, the less and less clothes I find myself wearing. Suddenly I’m in the crowds in nothing but a bikini top and the shortest denim shorts I own. I have officially gave in to grungy Coachella attire. I can’t wait to sit under a palm tree come 2pm.
// American Eagle vest and skirt, Aerie bra, Worth & Worth hat, Reef sneakers, River Island tunic top //
Buenos Dias from San Juan, Puerto Rico! It felt so good to be able to walk outside in nothing but a pair of shorts and a crop top for the first time in what felt like eternity. Our faces glistening and dewy thanks to the heat. I fell in love with this colorful, spicy city that I’ve only heard so much about. Apparently New Yorkers are just obsessed with visiting PR because come on, it’s only about 3 hours flight away to heaven! Besides the clear blue waters, San Juan has so much history, mixed with new contemporary beauty. Me and our travel babes decided to get in our van and be taken anywhere…and see the real San Jaun. The San Juan outside outside our luxurious Condado Vanderbilt hotel walls. There’s definitely more to this place than a beach to get tan on. No complaints there, but we were on a mission to get some incredilble photos, GRUB, and adventures. All while practicing our español. We stopped at Kamoli Cafe…intigued by it’s bohemian vibe, complete with bright pink and electric blue walls. We wanted anything…coffee, food. We’re hungry gals! It wasn’t until the next few days that we really got to digging our teeth into real local food. Mofongo, bone marrow, galore! I’ve got loads more stories to tell. But first, here’s just a tiny slice of Puerto Rico.
// Biko necklace, VEDA leather overalls, Motel Rocks crop top, Wildfox Couture sunglasses, Pedro Garcia sandals //