It’s undeniably chilly here in Manhattan, so naturally I’m in the midst of compiling another beachy, Balearic bliss pop playlist as a means of escape. It helps me stay strong as I brave my cross town walk from home to work, which thanks to Daylight Savings Time is now in the dark. This track from Dirty Gold is making me wonder why I’m not on the West Coast…
I have a big photo-crush on Bruno Dayan. Fashion photography can tend to look a little formulaic, but his work is innovative in its use of texture and color. Check out his portfolio for more sexy shots.
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