soooooo this crazy art directing team abel minnee and bonne reijn shot this magical photoshoot using an aura camera. it captures the invisible colors around the models using sensors the models hold in their hands.
same camera. same sensors. the only thing that changed was the models. and
my how the colors changed!
what intricacies of the universe will we stumble upon next?
here is the shoot:
geez, louise.
that is funky lovely.
i love the feeling of the models, too.
so i took off on a spontaneous journey to visit the boyfriend last-minute on the set of his show in the swamp.
yesterday i arrived in north carolina, which was a pretty big deal since i'm terrrrrrified of flying. i wrote this while at 30,000 feet:
flying lesson:
they say you can learn so much
from what you fear so much.
this girl who loves far far away
but hates to fly.
the beverage cart down the aisle
overhead compart-ment-al breakdown
and the deceit of the carpet
lying under her feet
(the windows and doors
lead to no ceilings or floors).
traveling makes me feel glamourous, even though i am headed towards a swamp... so maybe i can channel anne vyalitsyna in the louis vuitton cruise 2011 campaign.... she is polished as all hell and dates maroon 5's frontman adam levine.
goddamn.
traveling makes me feel glamourous, even though i am headed towards a swamp... so maybe i can channel anne vyalitsyna in the louis vuitton cruise 2011 campaign.... she is polished as all hell and dates maroon 5's frontman adam levine.
goddamn.
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| i see windmills. she's desert-bound. |
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| white leather gets me every time. did you notice the driving glovessssss. |
and most importantly...
she kills this look book.
all this travel talk and love talk got me thinking about the pros and cons of flying in relation to the pros and cons of falling in love.
how it's worth getting over the fear of the plane crash to get to see the world...
how it's worth getting over the fear of the plane crash to get to see the world...
how it's hard to make yourself vunerable for the risk of getting hurt.
i'm afraid to fly but love the travel
afraid to love but the ground is so far now
and way up here and what if we crash?
afraid to love but the ground is so far now
and way up here and what if we crash?
expecting an end spent in free-fall disaster.
the crashlanding. the broken heart.
so when it gets shakey at forty thousand feet,
the turbulence. the phone doesn't ring.
remind yourself you can't cross the sea,
without getting up this high.
so when it gets shakey at forty thousand feet,
the turbulence. the phone doesn't ring.
remind yourself you can't cross the sea,
without getting up this high.
and look at all the places that airplanes can take you
and look at all the places that love can take you
you get to sit up in the clouds!
you get to sit up in the clouds!
the risk and reward. the jet set.
our love took flight
between arrival gates and departure times.
and now up in the sky: all your baggage.
but waits heavy to be carried when you land.
but waits heavy to be carried when you land.
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| i've arriveddddddd. |
hooray!
the whole weekend, i am going to...
it is wonderful.
i have never been to north carolina. it's very small and laid-back and everyone is very kind and loves jesus quite a bit. it's been so great to see the boyfriend... he works crazy hard and comes home from the swamp covered in mud.
it's gross.
we went to dinner last night and called the cab and when we came outside he had reclined his seat all the way back and was sleeping.
yes, sleeping... while he waited for us to come outside.
when we asked him the best place to eat in town, he told us to go the "bridgetender".... because they had the cheapest sea food in town.
wow.
i guess the pace it a bit.... different out here.
i'm choosing to pick up the north caroline pace
which is the opposite of "pick up the pace"
and slow the fuck down
so i slept in till 4 PM
and am going to stay in bed all day...
or until it's time to go on a date.
sweet jesus,
i love date night!
no one really gets dressed up here, so i'm gonna do the whole jeans-and-a-t-shirt thing... fuck...
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so i could wear this instead! |
since i'm not getting dressed up, i'll let this guy do it for me ---->silly rabbit
fucking hilarious.
i'm gonna go exploring, eat cheap fish, and sleep alot.
perhaps i'll find an aura camera and take pictures of the jesus-lovin' locals. it will freak them out. perfect.
"i believe in everything until it's disproved. so i believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. it all exists, even if it's in your mind. who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now"
- john lennon
xoxo.-tory
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