All we did in Monterey was breath in the fresh air and watch the sea lions…

As I am typing this I unfortunately only have one day left in the USA before heading home and packing for Paris. Everytime I told someone about the trip I was going to make, they told me: “Oh gosh, San Francisco is a-ma-zing!” I myself did not really what to expect, but I absolutely loved it! Those little cable trains were to romantic not to hop on and Lesley and I even got to cross something off our bucketlist: run across the Golden Gate Bridge.

In Maison Martin Margiela blazer and Paige jeans.

Las Vegas treated me well – no money got lost – and I am having a fabulous time in San Fransisco at the moment. As it is past bedtime over here and we are planning to run the Golden Gate bridge in the morning (I am not sure if I can drag myself out of bed on time though) before playing super tourist and heading to Alcatraz, I am going to try to pass out now.

In fabulous Las Vegas I was wearing a top from Deus and vintage shorts.

I guess you could say we have our very own Coachella in the Netherlands, for twenty years Lowlands has been the festival of festivals. This was the first time for me being able to go and it all started at the Converse Compound. Seeing Ben Howard – after dancing to the tunes of Django Django – do his thing on stage could be described as magical, goosebumps head to toe. I have to say my weekend could not have taken off any better than this, shitloads of fun!

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