Weathered Wood

1st
November

1 note

Alacrán Mezcal. Made in Oaxaca, this stuff clocks in at 46% and is holyshitgood, fiery notes of mesquite smoke.

Ps: @misscayleyjane on the grams.

13th
August

1 note

Home, for now.

6th
May

4 notes

The crisp crunch of ice crackling in bourbon.

6th
May

3 notes

Vancouver is currently veiled in cherry blossoms. My night bike rides home after work have been so beautiful, never more than last night and tonight when the bright watchful eye of the moon saw me home. The heady air of new blossoms tugs me into longing for adventure, but it is home and bed which draws most firmly, though spring makes me reluctant to be sinking into it alone.

2nd
May

2 notes

On a trail in Port Coquitlam yesterday. Oh I miss real woods (these are not real woods).

17th
April

1 note

Ivy and I at Bandidas Taqueria. She is a legit badass.
Hey, if anyone wants to, you can add me on Instagram. @misscayleyjane

16th
April

3 notes

Toldja.

10th
April

4 notes

In Seattle for Radiohead. It bloomed into summer overnight. In front of Elysian Brewery.

3rd
April

4 notes

GPOY swanning about the house in a vintage satin nightie my best friend gifted me with edish. Trying to do homework but ending up cleaning/drinking coffee & whiskey instead… As one does.

3rd
April

16 notes

Soft! What light? My mornings are dreamy. And I mean drowsy, dreamy, full of wish and fancy.

13th
February

4 notes

Last week’s sunset.

13th
February

4 notes

Fairy bathtub.

2nd
February

3 notes

East Van on fire.

Jewels of moments like today make me feel so fucking lucky.

1st
February

3 notes

Hellooooo, Malbec rosè, on a rare sunny Vancouver afternoon. I think things are gonna be just fine.

27th
January

3 notes

TONIGHT SOMEONE MAILED ME THESE. AND. NO RETURN ADDRESS. AND THEY ARE UNICORN SALT AND PEPPER SHAKERS. FOR MY UNICORN-THEMED PINK KITCHEN. I AM DEAD.