ASOS tapestry print dress
Swedish Hasbeens red, braided sky high heels (c/o)
Lookmatic "Payton" frames (c/o)
MAC Russian Red
(Kim is wearing a vintage dress and fascinator)
After a particularly rough month, Kimbly suggested that I fly out to California, so we could take a road trip to Madonna Inn. I immediately booked my flight for a few days later and off we went, with a rental car and a spotify mix of road trip tunes (admittedly, a super weird mix of mellow, upbeat, and downright angry songs). Here's how I know I have the best friends, ever: we are the kind of people who will drop everything in a heartbeat, to be there when one of us is in distress. This was one of those times, and it was exactly the trip that we both needed. I'd like to wax poetic about the friendships I've built over the course of my life, and how important it is to surround yourself with uplifting (yet grounding) people, but that deserves an entire post of its own; there are a lot of people for whom I am grateful. Instead, I'll focus on the kitschy beauty that is the Madonna Inn: a magical, glittery spectacle that's charming as all get out, with pink champagne cake, endless themed rooms, and waterfall urinals (no, but really - you have to check out the men's room). We stayed for two nights and booked a different room for each - I'll showcase the other room, in the next post. This is the Love Nest, a fairytale hideaway with a spiral staircase that lead to a personal tower of stained glass windows. It basically looks like something Snow White might live in, where woodland creatures come and braid her hair and vacuum her pink shag carpet. And of course, by Snow White, I mean me - because all I've ever wanted in life is to be Snow White and have tiny animals do all of my chores. Gotta dream big, ya know?
See more of our adventures on instagram.