There’s something about going to my Grandma’s house – drinking tea and admiring her garden – that make me feel a little more girly and a little more dainty than usual. So when I finally gave in to the uncontrollable urge to buy this dress, I knew there was only one place I wanted to shoot it.
Of course, girly-ness reaches a point of discomfort with me. So I had to rough up the look with touches of black, the beat up sneakers, and the velvet choker. Usually, I’m hesitant to toss around black accents with a summery outfit – they can come across as harsh and can ruin an outfit in a second.
But I tried adding the accents to the top and bottom while avoiding the creation of a stark divide across the dress (ie: a big black belt) and I think it worked! The black draws the eyes around the look without overpowering it.
The other accents were natural. The braid prevents overpowering the neck area (imagine my hair, the straps, and the choker – a disaster in the making) in what’s supposed to be a light look. Meanwhile, the rose-gold sunglasses are a subtle way to bring in some color and shine.
The teacup is half for fun and half for my caffeine fix.
To be honest, I didn’t think much of it at first. Our first impression was what we saw as we came in through its southern entrance – meaning we had to drive for 2 hours through a vast forest of scraggly evergreen trees. I won’t blame this part of the forest for the wildfire it had to endure not too long ago, but I was not in awe as I had been while viewing the Grand Teton National Park.
But, as things usually go, I was proved wrong but nature. Once the forest cleared for the first time, I could finally see the beauty and I finally understood what made this park so special.
There’s something about Yellowstone that is still so natural. Virtually untouched by man – once you get off the two lane road that runs through the park – it emits a sort of calm that I’ve never experienced before.
It holds knowledge that we can’t comprehend, and contains stories that we’ll never hear. It exists in its own microcosm within our world, unaware of the troubles we humans face outside of its borders. The herds of bison have no regard for our troubles, and the many bears that live there were happier than we were to avoid an encounter. Yellowstone exists for the livelihood of its inhabitants, and that is what makes it such a beautiful escape for us mere humans.
So yea, that was Yellowstone.
And that’s it for the road trip!
You may be sitting here wondering – what the hell were the 6 states? By the time we reached our destination of Vancouver, we drove through: Nevada, Idaho, Wyoming, Montana, Oregon, and Washington. Not even to mention we had to drive across California to begin the trip! Now I’m settled into Vancouver for the summer and you can expect a post from here soon. Before then, though, look forward to one of my favorite shoots from back home in California!
Another look from Sun Valley featuring Madewell denim.
In all honesty, this post is really just about the jeans. I’ve discussed these boots to death, and you’ve seen this incredible bomber before. And the background? It’s our very very cute Airbnb – The Lodge in Sun Valley – but clearly the pictures are not about that either.
It’s rare to come across a pair of jeans that manage to make you feel like so many different people at once, all the while making you feel 150% you.
To name a few of the personas I can take on while donning these jeans: western cowboy, 70’s groupie, Americana enthusiast.
But here, I’ve chosen to dress up as the me persona – a questionable mix of urban street and west-coast-retro casual.
Check out my last post for an intro into my 6 States, 6 Days series to stay in the loop!
So on our last day in Sun Valley, I told myself: “Enough is enough, I need to put on a cute outfit to feel like myself again!”
I don’t know how you guys feel about this – but when I travel, I want to romanticize everything about the adventure I’m on. I shamelessly want to feel like my trip is a beautifully shot film, and I like to dress accordingly. So on a road trip, especially a road trip to the outdoors-y destination of Sun Valley, you can see that I would run into some trouble.
The main conflict, of course, is where practicality and my personality collide. My romantic imagination would prefer to wear a flowing midi dress on a nature hike where reality needs me to wear hiking clothes and a baseball cap. I had to accept that my fashionable movie moment just wasn’t going to happen on this trip – and after a short internal struggle, I accepted this whole-heartedly.
I accepted that for parts of the trip, the romance lay within the nature I would be viewing. How I remember those precious moments will not be tainted by the heinous athletic clothing I chose to wear. But I still made time for the moments I needed to feel like myself and exist by my own rules, and these photographs capture those moments where my last post’s photographs did not.