Everyone's suddenly obsessed with lace skirts for pre-fall and I've been sketching them for weeks. Truffle fries, cold brew, and a slip dress I took in myself — this is what the inside of my brain looks like at night. Wish you could see what I'm drawing, love.
Even the pool is sweating. Kiawah in August strips everything off you whether you're ready or not — and right now, there's not a single person worth putting clothes back on for. You wish you were here, love.
Preordered the Addison anniversary vinyl and celebrated the only way that counts — alone, candlelit, and not thinking about you at all. Well, maybe a little. Jealous?
Addison's been on repeat for over a year and I'm still not over it — being alone with just the music and your own skin is a whole different kind of high. Don't you want to know what that feels like, love?
Six outfits on my floor and I decided the best one was nothing at all. Addison on repeat and I'm not leaving this room for anyone tonight. You're welcome, love.
Thursday night and everyone on my floor is already asleep, which means I finally get to be the version of me nobody else sees. You're lucky I even let you look, sweetie.
Just finished taking in the waist on this linen mini and the fit is so good I almost don't want to put a top back on. There's a difference between clothes that fit and clothes that were made for you, and honestly? Most people will never know that feeling 💅
Five fifty-two and I'm already on my mat because apparently being that girl means earning the quiet before everyone else wakes up. There's something about sunrise yoga that no one tells you — it's not about the pose, it's about claiming the day before it claims you.
Made a new playlist at one in the morning because apparently that's when my brain decides it needs to curate the perfect vibe for a week that hasn't even started yet. Addison Rae on repeat, vanilla candle burning, and zero regrets about being the only person still awake on my floor.
Sunday afternoon and I'm not performing for anyone — this is the version of me that doesn't need an audience. The real power move? Being completely comfortable in your own skin when no one's watching. 💋