Showers Bring Fluro Flowers | ft. Motel Rocks

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Fluro Flower Bikini from Motel Rocks - Top & Bottom // Ankle Bracelet - Ettika

I’ve been a fan of Motel Rocks before I knew what street style was. They’re retro. They’re trendy. They’re fun. They’re whatever else you want to find to express that care-free-dom craving.  I’m just obsessed with their quirky prints cleverly balanced with simple cuts. I think what I love the most about Motel Rocks is that they’re a 90s baby “wet” dream (all puns intended). 

So when I had the opportunity to collaborate with Motel Rocks, my answer was obviously - “Yes, please!” My recent trip to Long Beach Island was accompanied by this Motel swim number. Hi floral retro meets Betty Boop pin-up! Long Beach Island is your traditional beach town. You’ll find the surfers, the reoccurring beach home residents, the lobster red sun bather, and the bike riding solicitors all under 12 years old. ‘All of the above’ broke their necks at the sight of this vibrant swimsuit but I believe it was in a good way. Because although this retro swimwear is eye-catching, it is also a very classy piece. It’s quite charming and made me feel more like a daisy frolicking girl than tulle can ever do. It is only a few inches of bare skin away from a one piece. Or this can be my imagination and the island completely disapproved my fashion taste and raunchy swimwear. But I’d like to not support the latter. So I suggest you head over to Motel Rocks (there is a sale!) and create a controversy somewhere else. 

Photos by Pedro 

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Pina Coladas in New York | Opposites Attract

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Netted Top - Evolve Clothing Gallery (in-store) // Shorts - (similar) // Sandals - H&M (in-store)

I decided to use this title in this awkwardly not so Tropical post because this vibes New York City meets tropical tendencies. This just happens to be the result of two contradictory stories. I guess it’s like when Claire Standish and Bender kiss and everything in you is shocked but not that shocked and you just can’t pinpoint this overwhelming emotion, leaving you no choice but to smile and internally give a standing ovation. That’s if you don’t look down and catch yourself up right and clapping out loud.  Or when you dip that golden McDonald’s French fry in to an ice cold McFlurry and swear you were the first to do the unthinkable. Well, you’re not BUT it’s pretty good from what I’ve heard. I haven’t let myself head to that psychotic level yet. (Ha!)

It seems like an opposite is not only a good thing but a requirement. It NEEDS to exist. I love White but I also love the color Black. What’s a macaron without the wafer-like texture on the outside and the soft jam on the inside. What is life without the color black and white and macaron. It will be a dull one! Needless to say, the mesh of polar concepts can be a beautiful thing. So for this particular outfit, you find not only black and white, but tropical shorts and sandals along with the urban setting, netted shirt and the urban patent texture of the sandals. It’s everything you wouldn’t normally put together. But somehow, it works and it is so effortless. If it’s one thing you take away from my blog, I hope it’s that you’re not afraid to combine things that, at first glance, doesn’t belong together. And if you can fit another takeaway, always find an alternative, think on your feet, use your most irresponsible judgement and see what you come up with. At the end of the day, that’s your decision. 

What’s an amazing combo that seems to be complete opposites from one another?

Photos by Pedro 

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Craving A Case Of Paisley

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Matching Top & Bottom - Maggie Jeans // Sandals - Zara // Clutch - Vintage // Rings - Call It Spring (In Store)

Food rules everything around me. This isn’t a shameless plug for this colon clogging guilty pleasure. It candidly found its way into my pictures and it was too good to X-out!

Truthfully, I’m totally okay with my foodie tendencies. Everytime I travel, it may be about the sand and the people and the architecture but much more about the food. The other night, I must have accidentally foreshadowed this post, when I tweeted “I travel to eat”. I found myself exploring LA’s cuisine more than I guess anything else you would do in LA. I couldn’t get over the Korean BBQ - Kang Ho-Dong Baekjeong. I ate enough beef for two people and suffered for the both of us. I wasn’t carrying a food baby. They must’ve been twins. I think I enjoyed the backstory of this Korean chain even more, which I heard from someone who knew someone who knew someone who probably read wiki. Apparently, a famous Korean wrestler felt the urge to own a restaurant because he wanted to eat as much meat as he wants without ever having to pay for it. The stomach can yield fabulous and money making ventures. My partner-in-crime and I found a great breakfast/brunch spot in Larchmont and came back EVERY morning. It was called Larchmant Bungalow and their tequila infused strawberry french toast is to kill for. Yes, to kill. Like, “Touch my french toast and and I’ll make your fork disappear!” The fresh strawberries, still pink and ripe, with a drizzled concoction of just the right amount of tequila regrets and sugary handshakes, and the french toast was soft like Genuine, and crispy like TI. 

Then there’s the days where a crave case is calling your name. You will stop at nothing to pound these mini gut wreckers into your mouth and then complain about it later. Let’s take a moment to celebrate food because without it, you’d die. July 4th is tomorrow, so please email me all the invites to your BBQ. If there’s red velvet cupcakes, you can bet I’ll be there!

Happy July 4th!

Photos by Pedro 

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