Los Angeles was her candyland. Something she could only have temporary, like a sunset. In silverlake, the sky filled with hues of magenta and gold. She had never seen anything like it before. It surrounded her and filled her in a way she never felt was possible. She listened to Haitian love songs and ate butterscotch. She welcomed angels into her life again.
Bathing in the sunlight, summer skin in the middle of January. She sat atop the house of her dreams and felt like falling. Her hand was held by the light. Laying on the roof, she dreamed of roses and a happy home with someone to love. In that moment, she decided to surrender to happiness. She felt defeat, but it was a defeat better than many victories.
bodysuit by Rehab
sunglasses by Zero UV
Denmark shoe in blush by Privileged
photos by Ward Robinson