Photography by Chia Chong Styling by Libbie Summers
I ♥ bacon.
Cured bacon is my vintage Chanel.
My last supper would include bacon.
I am a baconista.
I’ve been intoxicated on bacon-laced bourbon.
Chickens, hens, birds, eggs, coops, nests… wha?? I’ll be honest here, I have no clue the process of how eggs are hatched, laid or whatever? Is a hen a male? or female? And isn’t there a rooster somewhere in the process? Yea, I’m going to stick with fashion and lay off logistics this week. My fashion obsession this week is hats.. loving this vintage birdcage veiled hat, especially on my friend Blake here that can easily pull just about anything off.
Or maybe it is the heralds of spring that allow us to hope anew and forever; just born babies, burgeoning spring onions (also called green, baby, precious and yard onions), countless majestic blooms, the smell of warming earth and the sight and sounds of birds, bees and butterflies.
This week, the artichoke serves as our muse. Layered shades of mid-century green with the faintest striae of deep purple. Edges so sharp they can leave a temporary mark in your hand and a center so buttery it will leave an indelible mark in your soul.