Girls who skate. No fucks given since 91′. Dating DJs and painting the park with glitter. Making boys fall and tripping bitches. Rap music covered in mirror sunnies. Vintage dresses, channeling my inner Reality Bites. 90s love on lock. Kissing girls behind the bleachers and reading classic novels. She rode in on a skateboard and out with her hat twisted back.
Summer blood rush, sugar on the asphalt. Hitting the pavement under the palm trees. Scratching the itch at the top of your mouth to throw-down. Buying into your own summer dreams. When the warm hits, I turn into the skateboarding quicksilver bitch. Late for class, Bevis and Butt-head backpack with the few things I need, as I skate off to school. Make mistakes, sink into the sweetness all around you.
White Helga Boots by Deandri
Surfer Crop Top by Nastygal
60’s Blue Bleach Sunnies by Nastygal
photos by Kiara Jade
Spring is alive in her apartment. She came here to live, to breath and to love. The window brings in the light. She’s watched the seasons change as they came through her city view every morning. In the midst of the grand winter, she could hardly fathom getting out of bed, but it’s getting less scary. Spring is less intimidating, it’s welcoming and warm like a temperature she had never known. She doesn’t turn her face back into the deep white of her sheets anymore, there’s a warmth outside that’s stronger than her bed.
Youth finds itself again with the emergence of spring. As the season is reborn, so is the soul. Yearning for the coast, Venice mornings and sleeping on the beach. Perhaps faith will be restored in Brooklyn, the vintage-esqe 90’s youth that emerges in all it’s residents as the sun comes out. Temperatures rise, shirts crop and parks open. Swimming in the sun, aren’t you the girl that I met last June?
photography by Kiara Jade
I’m just an orphan from the sky. My mama rides a lion, my dad wears ashes and snakes. My mama is a warrior, she kill demons in her place. They never leave my side. My mama drinks from a skull cup, you got any demons and she’ll sip them up. They live up on the mountain, they’re the eternal fountain. Flower children of the eternal spring. I plant my seeds in friendships that won’t spoil, friendships that are so very loyal.
om shakti om
egyptian princess dress by Lovely Sally
flower crowns made from real roses
dip dye fur jacket from Miss KL
I’ll follow you around the playground. We can burn your troubles away in the sun. You’re safe on the slide, for some time. Hide and seek. We can throw wood chips. Life’s sweet seconds pass on by. Feed the inner child till it’s full with bliss. We’ll lay the blanket out for a picnic and share our food. Just me, you and the pale blue sky. I’m not gonna stop until you’re mine.
Here’s a full look I pulled for Akira last week for spring. I’m really loving this lace v-neck romper. I’m stoked to wear it to the beach with sandals as well. I also picked out this lightweight stud denim jacket. I’m a sucker for anything studs on the shoulder. And of course, I had to pair this light pastel spring look with some good Jc’s. The shape and the gold studs are so on point, just make sure not to sit down on your ass too hard… I tried it, it hurts. (Reference photo #2)
Lace Romper by Akira Black Label
Stud Denim Jacket by Akira Black Label
White Shadow Stud Shoes by Jeffrey Campbell
Chill out. Sip carbon on the side of the pool and wear your favorite snapback. Skeleton rings and spikes. Seeing the world 50 floors up and listening to Simple Plan. A steaming hot tub and a cannonball competition with the boys. Neon laces and 90s aesthetic. No loud clubs with bad vibes, just old fashioned hangouts with the boys on the 28th floor balcony, jumping into the pool and playing music. Sit back, throw your phone on the hotel bed and
chill out sweatshirt by Jac Vanek
shit snapback by UNIF
plaid pants by The Editor’s Market
white spike shoes by Jeffrey Campbell
photos by Bliss Katherine
Balancing all the thoughts in my head, sketching octopuses and mermaids during a chemistry lecture. Found a state of mind where I could smile. It took a little time, some paintbrushes and a few new friends, but happiness comes from the state of mind on the inside. Fingers, peach lips, polish and stickers all over my class assignments. Magic inside your fingertips, good thoughts inside your head.
Island girl with costal charm, processes the world by getting on her skate or surf board. California circle sunglasses and pink sugar skeletons. A morning coffee on the docks before class and an evening ride, leather satchels and monster heels.
all photos by Bliss Katherine
stud harness by The Scarlet Room
sunglasses by Wildfox Couture
Dress from Nastygal
pink hellbounds by UNIF
pink skeleton braclet from Dolls Kill