Warm Days and Hot Nights of Summer
Punk Rock. Kink. Spirits. Showgirls. Video Games. Rock and Roll. Writing. Bank Robberies. It's how I showed him I loved him. Broke and curled up on his couch in college, we would use movies to express what we were about, what we were into. We would take turns picking them
On last year's European tour, I wore them so much for our wild exploring and adventuring days, that they were affectionately dubbed my "sneakers" by the crew. As in "We're going to walk to the top of the Eiffel Tower, go grab your 'sneakers'." And grab them I did. Cute vintage burgundy 3" high heels. They made it to the top of the Eiffel
On October 18th, our Revolver Kickstarter launches. It's brought up a lot of emotions for me. The idea of going for it - no matter what happens. The idea of walking up to your wildest dream and saying - "You. You're mine. I claim you. I'm not afraid anymore." And that's a lie. You are afraid. But you do it anyway. Because
I wore a disintegrating lace blouse from the 1930s to match the disintegrating interior of a deserted turn-of-the-century train car. Sometimes living an adventurous life means ignoring posted signs.