Big Basin Redwoods State Park

Hey gang. I’ve just returned from a relaxing time with my best buds at Big Basin State Park. I must admit, I was certain this trip would be wild & crazy, similar to a day in the life of Hunter S. Thompson, but we were surprisingly chill. We played dominos, drank whisky, (except Jesse who is generally straight) hiked, and cooked over the fire, the latter because I had forgotten to pack both my portable bbq & the new camping stove I recently purchased. I am sorry to report that I did not run naked through the forest. I rolled my ankle while hiking, which really isn’t that big of a deal as I do it all the time, but I was gimpy for about a day. And then the opportunity for naked frolicking did not really present itself again. Well, friends, I have lots of pictures to share with you.

Boulder Creek

Jesse, Elliott, and Meghan (aka Judy Gloom)

Jesse’s sweet thrift store find

vintage Moschino



twins

Sempervirens Falls

posing while the boys work


Outfits - everything thrifted

cheetah, mustard, and summer goals

I wore this to work yesterday, and I think I may have been straddling the line between professional and eccentric. I’m not really sure if this was work appropriate, but whatever, nobody said anything.

So, I’m going camping this weekend, starting this Friday, at Big Basin State Park, California’s oldest state park, established in 1902. It’s located in the Santa Cruz Mountains. This may be my chance to run naked through the forest. Will I meet my summer goal before summer end? I sure hope so.

Outfit: 60s knit mustard 2-piece, 80s nude boots, (thrifted); cheetah tights (?), vintage heart necklace (antique mall), faux channel bag (thrifted)