I HATE BLONDE X MISSGUIDED

by Rachel Lynch in


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Hey guys! I've teamed up with Missgudied and Lookbook to bring you a dope summer look! Once I received this pink trench coat in the mail, I had to wear it out to lunch that afternoon! It's simply divine, and perfect as a light summer jacket. Super fitting for East Village bake shops and lunching. Jen Senn and I wandered around the East Village last Monday, got pink cupcakes, avocado toast and fresh juice. It was a lovely afternoon, and I felt simply divine in this sexy, Marilyn-esque dress all day long.

I hope you guys have a killer day, and check out the new Missgudied clothing!

x x

halter dress by Missguided

pink trench by Missguided

sandal wedge by Missguided

photos by Jen Senn


the waking dreamer

by Rachel Lynch in


b1 b2 b3 b4 b6 b7 b8 b9 b11 b12 b13 b14 b15 b16 b17 b18 b20 b21 b22 b23 b24 b25The waking dreamer. Everything she was capable of achieving while dreaming was now possible while she was awake. Her mind manifested what previously could only occur in sleeping dreams. Magic was in her awakened reality.

In your dreams, when you want to closely examine an object, you don't have to get closer to the object -- you bring the object to you with the power of your inner energy. She began to manifest objects in her awakened state of consciences with the same energy. As a waking dreamer, she moved back and forth in time, created characters she needed for her life drama, communicated with the deceased and made herself invisible.

She allowed herself to dream of flying, shape-shifting, practicing bilocation, disappearing and reappearing. Creation of anything in the physical universe is determined by what kind of attention you place on it. When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change. She paid attention to her inner callings and applied her own uniqueness to everything she undertook.

The more you practice receiving love from your surroundings, the more energized you will become.

star sweaters by Wildfox

white mary jane buckle shoes by Wildfox

bonnie bandeau by red velvet swim

red leather shorts by Nasty Gal

photos by Jen Senn


STAY FLY

by Rachel Lynch in


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x x

Stay Fly Kimono by UNIF

Castalia Bandeau Top by Red Velvet by Nicole Marcella

Castalia Boy Brief by Red Velvet by Nicole Marcella

clear Bel Air sunglasses by Wildfox

photos by Emma Lauren


DO MY THANG

by Rachel Lynch in


23IMG_6926IMG_6902IMG_6889IMG_6886IMG_6880IMG_6879IMG_6876_MG_694223-2 23-3Every single night and every single day, imma do my thang. So don't you worry about me, imma be okay. Imma shoot em down baby, look at me, I'm high up off the ground baby. Oh shit, pass that shit around baby. That shit true, but I don't hear a sound baby.

We do it, we don't give a fuck. Only thing we care about is, turn it up.

Bang bitch. You think I'm strange, bitch? It's bananas like a fuckin 'rangatang bitch. Don't worry 'bout me. I got it all arranged bitch. Mind your business, stay in your lane bitch. Oh, yeah, I'm a southern belle. I told ya'll once before, I get crazier than hell. Get wild up in here. Get live up in here. Turned up, up in here. Burning up, up in here.

We do it, we don't give a fuck.

miley swimsuit by Clashlist

boots by Jeffrey Campbell

sunglasses by Wildfox

neoprene moto jacket by UNIF

photos by Emma Lauren


SHREDDING A TIDAL WAVE OF WHISKEY

by Rachel Lynch in


IMG_9419 IMG_9435 IMG_9436 IMG_9461 copy IMG_9462 IMG_9464 IMG_9465 IMG_9468 IMG_9469 whiskey2 IMG_9441 IMG_9482 IMG_9443Happy Friday my loves! It's been a fucking dope week. I'm super happy with the last three post on my blog... I've been surrounded by so much talent and working with photographers that I really admire. It's all about keeping people in your life that challenge you, especially when it comes to art.

Anyways, today's look involves a dope tee from Jac Vanek and these killer kicks from YRU. As well as having the red ones featured here, the designer of YRU also sent me a pair of them in silver (previously seen on my blog + instagram.) I literally haven't taken them off for these past three weeks. They are the coziest, not to mention the most chic, pair of flats I have owned in a long time. I'm so into them. I suggest you cop some if you're looking for a good pair of flats this summer that will still match your all black/dark outfits.

Happy Weekend babes!

x x

wolf shoe in red by YRU

shirt by Jac Vanek

hat by UNIF

photos by Stylfeen


amour le blonde

by Rachel Lynch in


b1 b2 b3 b4 b5 b6 b7 b9 b10 b11 b12 b13 b15 b16 b19 b20 b23 b24 b25 b26 b27 b28 b29 b30 b31 b33 b34 b36-1 b36 b37 b38 b40 b41 b42 b43 b44 b45 b46 b47 b48 b49 b50 b52 b53 b59 b60 b61 b63Let's make love and listen to death from above. 1979. Gallery girl in the arms of a film noir character. She painted in wedge heels and a towering headdress. "I get no sleep, like a cool cat. I am a freak with a big hat," she would say. She could paint all morning, adventure in the flowers all afternoon, and memorize French verbs all night. They were revolutionary simply due to the fact that they had turned on their minds. She had become her own, simply through her desire to think. Being with you makes me feel like I can't touch the ground. We use our power to create our world. And she felt the world so intensely through her veins, like the crystalline structure of a gem. Our skin is our largest organ, there is an energy level all around us, if that energy level is clean, we magically call in beautiful people, experiences, and opportunity. Grimes on repeat and the desire to dance. Not only did I love her, but I could tell the universe loved her, too. More than others. She was different. After all, I would be a fool not to notice the way the sunshine played with her hair.

dress by Nasty Gal

sunglasses by Wildfox

thigh-high lace boots by Jeffrey Campbell

photos by Dustin Alexander Thornton


and while you're living, stay as close to love as you can

by Rachel Lynch in


holyroller1 holyroller2 holyroller3 holyroller5 holyroller6 holyroller7 holyroller8 holyroller9 holyroller10 holyroller11 holyroller12 holyroller13 holyroller14 holyroller15 holyroller16 holyroller17 holyroller18 holyroller20The sun never asks the earth for something in return. She let her world unfold without always attempting to figure it out. She let her relationships just be, because everything is going to stretch out in it's divine order anyway. Allowance for growth. The passing of time is the same as the desire for time to pass. Her teacher told her this, "Wisdom is knowing I am nothing, Love is knowing I am everything, and between the two my life moves."

She moved in effortless action, without attachment to outcome. When the opportunity came for her to defend or explain herself, she chose silence instead. She quietly appreciated each opportunity to practice her sageness. She danced in the gift of love and gave away all she could. After all, everyone has a calling to be inspired. And while she was living, she stayed as close to love as she could.

photos by Jen Senn


Weetzie Bat Goes to New York

by Rachel Lynch in


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The sky opened up, and Weetzie's plane descended into New York like a summer rain storm. She saw from greater heights, like the crystalline structure of a gem. Touchdown. She hailed a yellow taxi, and headed straight for the Chelsea Hotel.

Her Secret Agent Lover Man met her at the hotel, and greeted her with an armful of baby yellow roses. They were bigger than her. He kissed the pink heart jewel on her forehead and then kissed her lips. They were ready for an evening of adventure.

They went out to sushi dinner and ordered everything on the menu-- avocado roll, cucumber roll, california roll, rainbow roll, spider roll and the sunset roll. After dinner they intertwined their legs and drank bubbly pink champagne in velvet love seats at the Bowery Hotel. They walked back to the Chelsea under the crescent moon. Weetzie kissed her Secret Agent Lover Man as they held hands. He tucked flowers in her white boots and she looked like apple pie a la mode. At the hotel they opened their double door french windows to cuddle and fall asleep to the sounds of Manhattan. Secret Agent Lover Man held Weetzie like the little star she was, child of the moon.

Morning came and they took the subway to the West Village where they drank italian expresso outside and shared a crepe. Weetzie met a dog she liked and danced around the brick streets. She was all seashells and smiles, little sparkles shining from under a black hat. They ate vegetarian hot dogs for lunch, Weetzie's favorite. They topped off the afternoon with ice cream in the park and kisses and flowers, and magic.

Everything seemed to be possible in that moment, Weetize's heart was open and ready for new. It then occurred to her, that maybe, just maybe, she could build a home here.

clothing by Wildfox

photos by Brittanny Taylor 


dusk to dawn

by Rachel Lynch in


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Hey guys!  My friends at Rock Refinery are doing a 3-day sale, 65% off everything! It's kind of crazy, but they're shutting their shop down. I literally wouldn't miss this oppertunity, they've got brands like- For Love and Lemons and Bitching and Junkfood. Everything in this blog post you can actually get on their site now! Enjoy your Friday my lovely earth angels, you deserve it.

x x

follow me to heaven romper from Rock Refinery

black maxi dress from Rock Refinery

black lace shoes from Rock Refinery

photos by Emma Lauren


free and young

by Rachel Lynch in


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Sweet and savory is the day that is shared with another. The company we keep, the bouncing of auras. Light receives light. Light gives light. The only work we must do is give love, the rest falls far behind in necessity. Sharing truths. Clairvoyant youth dancing outside herself. Let go of everything you have.

clothing by Free People

silver metallic wolf shoes by YRU

photos by Emma Lauren


stay beautiful

by Rachel Lynch in


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Stay beautiful.

x x

dress + hat by Nasty Gal

sunglasses by Wildfox

white platforms by YRU

photos by Phillip VN


vans + coffee

by Rachel Lynch in


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Taking a coffee break in a few pieces from the new VANS summer collection. I love this red bandana dress, it's so soft and sheer, perfect for a summer day.

I'm loving my neighborhood more with each passing day. Tess and I decided to drop into this new spot that opened up on my block and they had the best iced soy vanilla carmel lattes ever! They had awesome magazines and art on the walls. It's so great to live in an up and coming place and watch people open up shops and stores and restaurants that are their visions and dreams. It's inspiring.

Anyways, I hope you all have an awesome day and take a break, relax, and slow down! You deserve it!

all clothing by VANS

photos by Stylefeen

 


or nah

by Rachel Lynch in


ornah1IMG_0174ornah3ornah4ornah5ornah7ornah8I'm not the type to call you back tomorrow. But the way you wrappin round me is a prob. Ain't nobody tryna save ya. Baby, get that paper. 

Probably got a lot of other bitches owe you favors. She reppin XO to the death, trying to make these bitches sweat.

Is you really 'bout your money or nah? His bitch keep looking at me, she choosing or nah? You a ride-or-die chick, you with this shit or nah? Say you not a side bitch, you all-in or nah?

x x

holy shit leotard by Poprageous

tights Pretty Bold by Pretty Polly

glasses by Zero UV

photos by Raymond Croft

inspired by the weeknd


i blame myself

by Rachel Lynch in


r3r2r1Is it because you know my name? Or is it because you saw my face on the cover? Either way it's all the same. It's like talking to a friend who's trying to be your lover.

Underneath it all, I know it's not your fault. That you don't understand. I blame myself.

How could you know what it feels like to fight the hounds of hell? You think you know me so well. How could you know what it feels like to be outside yourself? You think you know me so well.

I just want you to realize, I blame myself. I blame myself, for my reputation.

tights by pretty polly

photos by Taylor Herron 


film nostalgia

by Rachel Lynch in


filmz6filmz27filmz28filmz9filmz7filmz11filmz30flimz10flimz4flimz3filmz31filmz2filmz1flimz8flimz5It was Saturday night. He crawled into my bed and said, "It's the idea of intentionality versus happenstance. I think you might have to risk taking responsibility for accidents as much as for deliberate acts. Because who's to say what you really meant? The whole thing of control is an illusion; we're not really in control of outcomes. I think most people accept that. What's harder to accept is that make we're not really in control of our actions either."

Reality was like a weak dream in early morning. You sense the weakness of the dream - authority and in velvet revolution you rise up, you rise up; you try to take control of the nonsensical narrative -- to guide it toward pleasure, or away from fear. The dream was weak, but so was the dreamer. And another would come and he would go under.


slide, baby you will

by Rachel Lynch in


film1 film2 film3 film5 film6 film7 film8 film9 film10 film13 film17 film20 film21 film22 film23 film24 film26 film28 film29 film30 film31 film32 film33 film34 film36 film38 film39 film40We come alive in the after hours. Just a few kids playing around all day and looking for a few laughs after sunset. The entirety of the day was spent making art, lunch on an outside terrace, and film photos from Soho to Midtown. Who knows what surprises these rolls of film carry, and if they've got nothing but dust, we don't mind. We're in it for the living. A few whiskey sours and it's as if we never left each others sides. Rings, stockings, leather and hats. Brooklyn, you're a strange fellow. Won't you leave your mark on me?

shorts by Lip Service

lace knee-high stockings by House of Harlow

jewelry by Katie Dean


dino game

by Rachel Lynch in


IMG_0507 copy6841523I'm on my dino game. Thanks to the Danger Brand for hooking it up with this super cute Dinosaur sweatshirt. There is nothing more magical that extinct creatures (except for maybe under the sea creatures.. and aliens) but anyways, this sweatshirt is bringing my back to my days where I used to lay in bed eating munchies watching Land Before Time after school. It's also reminding me of how obsessed I used to be with Dudley the Dragon!! Did anyone else watch that show? So good! I think I've been a cartoon freak since I was born. What are some of your favorite cartoon characters?

bronson sweatshirt by the Danger Brand

thigh-high boots by Jeffrey Campbell

photos by Juan Beltran


J'en Connais

by Rachel Lynch in


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J'en connais des qui charment, Des qui me laissent femme, J'en connais qui me pâment... J'en connais des jolis, Des qui roule comme des filles, Des qui me piquent mes bodys...

J'en connais tant tellement ça me prend tout mon temps, Et même ma maman qui m'adore tendrement, Elle me dit : "C'est pas bien, ce n'est pas bon tout ce rien, Reprends ton droit chemin..."

J'en connais des superbes, Des bien-mûrs, des acerbes, Des velus, des imberbes, J'en connais des sublimes, Des mendiants, des richissimes, Des que la vie abîme...

J'en connais même tellement ça me prend trop de temps, Et ma pauvre maman se dit en soupirant, "Qu'ais-je fait pour cela ? Est-ce de ma faute à moi, Si ma fille est comme ça ?"

J'en connais dans chaque port, Dans chaque Sud, dans chaque Nord, J'en connais sans efforts, J'en connais qui vont dire, Que je suis bonne à maudire, Et moi ça me fait sourire...

glasses by warby parker

bellbottoms by lip service

photos by Phillip VN