miniskirt

by Rachel Lynch


Rocking a Deandri two-piece set in Williamsburg. 

Last week I hung out in Williamsburg with my good friend Christina and shot some looks. I'm in love with this little set the Deandri girls gifted me while I was out in LA. Whenever I show up at their shop, they always shower me in such amazing pieces. They've just opened a store in downtown LA, so if you're out that way you should check it out. It's filled with magical witchcraft things, incense, candles, dolls, skulls, and of course, their amazing clothes. 

I love the sets they make and how they pair them with huge chokers. Whenever I wear my Deandri dresses or two-pieces, I always get compliments. They've created such an iconic look for girls everywhere. 

x x 

 

two-piece Deandri

photos by Christina Emilie


third eye

by Rachel Lynch


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There's a hole where you heart lies, and I can see it with my third eye. 

Awareness cannot be limited to the third dimension, so I began to see the realities of many dimensions. I woke to the perspective of source consciousness, the spell is broken. 

I pulled myself out of slumber and into a third eye opening. Every chakra color lit up, and I could see that light radiating out from my body. I met you in my rose-colored aura, radiating light pink from my fingertips. I looked to my left and saw everything as it is, the entire universe existing all at once. I looked to my right and saw the auras of the plants outside and everyone I loved. 

And meanwhile, more of us were falling from space. The earth experience awaits, like a kiss upon the lips. We incarnate here and now it's all coming through. We ascend only to come back into our earthly awareness, but the amnesia is over. Though we can transcend this dimension, we actually begin to see the value in it. Instead of being exempt from things, it's like we're more awake than ever. Third eye opens now into a crystal blue sea. 

So much time on the other-side, waiting for you to wake up. 

Maybe I'll see you in another life, if this one wasn't enough. But there's a hole where your heart lies, and I can see it with my third eye. 

x x 

dress by For Love + Lemons

photos by The Golden Hippie 


when i go

by Rachel Lynch


"when i go, can I go with you" 

When I go can I go with you. Sunrise reflects through our room on rose quartz. We dive back into the dreamworld dimension, but fully aware. Anything we want is possible in this reality. I dream of you in colors unimaginable. If I found a word for them, they would lose their meaning entirely. 

Love consciousness and the loneliness that follows. Open roses on the dead sea. We are forever changing form, forever shifting, forever intertwined with everything and anyone we've ever loved. 

glam embellishment kimono by ASOS

sequin dress by ASOS

photos by Rachel Thalia 


safe in the steep cliffs

by Rachel Lynch


Raw mountain honey. You're the heat that I know. When the sun rises over the cliffs in the cherry tree fields, I think of you. 

And tonight's a strawberry moon. We were running wild. The summer fires, the hidden spells. I do nothing and leave nothing undone. 

Cold summer evening, I saw you walking to the front door. Feet in the grass. Smoking in the daylight, mind in the overflow. Coconut fingertips. We're tied to the other side. We're tied to each other. Coming through the back door, and hiding from the other. 

Unlocked cabin and stars in the sky. Salt and sand. The evening lets us go.

Rose moon, and the peace that comes from the quiet of nature. I take a breath and feel the color kicking in. Many years ago, maybe it was a dream. 

x x 


ultraviolence

by Rachel Lynch


"He hit me and it felt like a kiss." 

Here lies the love between two evils. Hearts broke on both sides screaming. You said I was the most exotic flower. 

Jim told me that. He brought me back to the surface of existence. I had long been gone in my own world. A world where sadness covers the inner contemplation. Days spend inside my head. 

You're so desperate to pretend things are ok. I choke on your surface level existence. 

Believe in what you want. Tears in the astral field. At least I feel, at least I try.

You can't hurt me the way I can hurt me.

clothing by VEX

MUA Factory Girl Makeup

photos Christina Emilie

 


ready for the roses

by Rachel Lynch


I could liken you to a werwolf, the way you left me for dead. But I admit, I provided a full moon. 

I know the fiction of the fix. You were always so sensible. You could never wrap your head around the dreamworld I lived in, but you loved me anyway. 

I swan-dived from the sky and you made it all possible here in reality. I haven't been to reality in a while, I'm not even sure if it exists anymore. I only believe in the stuff of my dreams. 

The thing is, you want to be in my head, in my bed. The only way to my heart is through my mind, a realm you'll never master. If you weren't born a dreamer, you can never become one. I was raised in unconditional love that allowed me the freedom to hope, and you were left. 

I cannot rise from that low for you, or show you all there is to see up here. I can't teach you what it's like to be fearless, to be removed from the feeling of failure. I was loved into this freedom from birth, something I can never give to you. 

I'm not afraid to be alone, to be left. In fact, I am better because of it. I can't love you into living your truth or taking risks. The person I love is myself, and I give those things to me. 

So what I'm saying is, I'm ready for the roses. I'm ready for people and love as passionate as I am. We fall by the thorns, but get up again and again. Because if you can look up, you can get up. 

 

dress by For Love + Lemons 

makeup by Gina Frey

photos by Jen Senn


beach blonde

by Rachel Lynch


"summer skin found another lover" 

I sold my wishes to the sea. They washed away all my hopes and plans. I crawled under the comfort of another sand. 

Summer skin found another lover. Another's embrace, another's hands soft as the open ocean. 

And what would it be like to drift, to let go into the blue. No need for another's touch or affirmations. The natural world around us - the only affirmation we ever needed. Everything is alright and nothing is okay. 

Summer is going to be a declaration of hope. A leap into faith that things can go back to how they were, or only get better. My sun-soaked skin is hoping for the latter. 

 

grey palm tree swimsuit by Lulus

black weekender bag by Lulus

stick with me gold ring by Lulus

hippie chic cream maxi dress by Lulus

oahu loves you light blue lace kimono by Lulus

peach crystal ring by Lulus

O'Neill Skye pants by Lulus

traveler white crop top by Lulus

photos by Golden Hippy


how about now

by Rachel Lynch


"crazy how you gotta wait until it's dark out to see who's really with you" 

Living fast and dying last. Finally living. Girl, how about now? Always felt like my vision been bigger than the bigger picture. Crazy how shit will come back around and get you. 

And you probably don't remember half the shit a bitch did for ya. 

You ain't really fuck with me way back then, but how bout now? 

Cause I'm up right now, and you stuck right now. You though the little effort that you put in was enough, but how bout now? 

x x 

living fast jacket by Chi Flo

living fast deep side cut tee by Chi Flo

photos by Worn Out


outlaw summer with H&M

by Rachel Lynch


"Would you be an outlaw for my love?" 

 Summer starts now, 6AM make-out sessions on the beach and endless road trips away from the city. Two tickets torn in half. A long ride on the train into the deep forest. A flight across the Appalachian mountains and things we only see in magazines. I saw the entire country with you from above. Not a cloud in the sky, just forest turning into desert as we flew from Manhattan to Los Angeles. 

We haven't watched Netflix in two weeks. We were in the world around us. Removed from rituals, we wandered and saw things of our dreams manifested in real time. Greens so bright and whiskey so sour. We go west, we go north. We paint it black. 

Next up, Colorado and Portland. Anywhere we're free from who we have to be when we're home. 

x x 

Hey guys! I recently teamed up with H&M for their #summerstartsnow campaign. They've got swimwear starting at $4.99 and all the amazing beachy, dreamy tunics you could think of. For my summer look though, I choose all black pieces, (duh.) My leather top, suede fringe skirt and leather vest is all from H&M. It was SO inexpensive too! I encourage you guys to go check out your local H&M and get a badland outlaw baby look like me. Summer starts now, so dress for it! 

leather vest by H&M

leather crop top by H&M

suede fringe summer skirt by H&M

makeup by Gina Frey

photos by Jen Senn


never love a cowboy

by Rachel Lynch


"you're giving all your cinnamon away" 

"Never love a cowboy," said mama. They're wild and waste. They'll take you halfway across the country just to drink whiskey and share a toothbrush. They'll sleep on the hotel floor and stay in the lobby drinking for two. 

Cowboys like to steal cars and make love in the mountains. She's been craving to get outside the city, so she'll leave with him. He'll be outside her apartment in his white cadillac. Cherry lipstick and a bohemian mindset, don't look back. 

She didn't pack much, just a few lace slips and her favorite hat. Black boots like her cowboy's and he says, "get wolf life me." 

First stop Nashville, crashing into a vintage bed and breakfast. They stayed out back in a cabin, with a fireplace on the floor and a bed you could drown in. Fresh milk in the fridge and a bathtub in the kitchen. 

She's got cuts on her hands and he's got burns on his sides. They open a bottle of whiskey and listen to the shins. They sit on the floor and dream side by side. So far away from it all. Runaway rush, messy-hair and intertwined limbs. He put his blood fingers on her lips and said, "keep that smile on your pretty face, cause you don't have much I can't take away." Tattoo lover with a cowboy soul. He'll always end up leaving, and she'll end up giving all her cinnamon away. 

shot at Urban Cowboy BnB

clothing by For Love and Lemons

makeup by Lisa Thai

photos by Jen Senn