Thursday, May 19, 2011

Under the Train Tracks

Why isn’t there a song about spending time under the train tracks? It’s a wonderfully charming place! When the trains go by, you can’t hear yourself think and you’re in imminent danger of falling debris (or even heavy iron bolts*). I think I’ll be back to picnic in this spot.


Vest, Forever 21. Top, Jones New York (thrifted). Skirt, Talbot’s (thrifted). Shoes, Fioni. Bag, Naturalizer (thrifted). Bracelets, World Market, Epcot Morocco, Ed Hardy, and swap.



Photos by Beefy Muchacho

*How many bolts can a railroad bridge lose before it falls down? I guess I'd better have that picnic sooner than later.

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