perhaps it's easier to go in through the out door.

if anyone still looks at this blog.
i am sorry for the lack of updates but i am head over heels in love with instagram.
but here's a gesture of the last few weeks in nyc, lala, and montauk.
xL

we forged ahead, knowing full well we had no idea where we'd end up.

if the road were clear of glass smoke and the vision a reality...

i'd own one of these and be driving around the country (or in my deeper dreams, europe) in one of these sweet rides all summer long...taking fotos, eating green chile, +hitting thrift stores the whole way through.

i only wish we'd had more time to stop.

he made it feel just like home.

now, i'm sorry for the lack of posts-of course i've got a plethora of fotos to share--but have had completely dodgy internet connections, if at all, throughout the entire trip...so hang tight-i promise to barrage you with imagery upon my return.
we say farewell to fes manana y hola madrid, our last stop before heading back home.

i can't seem to shake this feeling that you might be what i need.

been thinking, would it just be the same shit, different place?
or is it near time to actualize my 15 year old vision of moving to california for a bit??

perhaps we need to go to a psychic or consult some crystals because i can't quite surmise. (cedez-bff date-coming soon!)