Boho Peasant Top by Zen Garden / Isabel Marant Cowboy Boots
Who’s ever hitchhiked before? It seems like a terrifyingly stupid ting to do, getting in a car with a stranger who’s willing to pick up another stranger.
While the sensible grown up in me says, why on Earth would you even entertain the idea, the rest of my brain (the majority of it) romanticises it as the stuff carefree road trip, self discovery movies are made of. To be fair it also has all the makings of a pretty hairy horror movie.
It must be the boots, because as soon I put them on I want to hitchhike from Virgina to Texas, ride a mechanical bull, drink Whiskey and eat a lot of smokey Southern BBQ.
Or it’s not the boots and I actually just want to do all those things.
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It’s officially the weekend.
I’m trying to get to sleep, and all I can think about is when I road tripped from LA to Vegas, back to LA and then to San Fran up the Pacific Coast Highway.
One of the very first photos I took was on the highway between LA and Vegas. We were following this cool metallic truck and for some reason, it’s one of my favourite photos of the entire trip, taken through the windscreen of a Ford something something.
Take me back so I can ride that highway one more time.
This is where I could insert a sappy “life” quote, but instead, I’m just going to make the rest of you suffer by mentioning the song “Life is a Highway”, which has been stuck in my head since I started looking at this photo.