Palm Springs / Desert Trip

Two weeks ago, I saw the first sign of fall. Some yellowing leaves were falling across the street at the park as I was swimming. I had this realization that I needed to embrace the rest of the long days we have left. So I booked a trip to Palm Springs, somewhere I had never been before.


I stayed at the best little boutique resort in Palm Springs. So wonderful, I don't even want to tell you where it is! But I will; Sparrow's Lodge. It's a gem in a sea of party-centric hotels and mediocre food and service. Their staff, decor, kitchen and pool lounge are too perfect! Oh, and the beds!


On the second day of my stay, I started the day riding the Palm Spring Aerial Tramway up to the Mount San Jacinto State Park at the top. It's truly incredible to ride a rotating tram 8,500 ft. up and find over 50 miles of hiking trails among redwoods; just minutes after leaving a desert.

Later that evening I wandered to Joshua Tree National Park - which I'm sure you know all about. I went right at sunset to watch the stars come out. With the full moon coming up, there wasn't the sky full of stars I had hoped for. But the pink clouds, full moon and setting sun were enough.


If I'm being honest, food in Palm Springs isn't the best. I can't brag enough about Sparrow's Lodge and their kitchen, though. But I spent lunch at The Parker one day, going to Norma's. After hearing the hype, I figured it would be worth the $40 you'll spend on lunch. Can't say that it's true - though the grounds are incredibly kept!

Moorten Botanical Gardens is worth a stop though. A $5 admission gets your into a Cactarium and a walk around some amazing succulents and little lizard friends. They also have some handmade pottery for sale.

Scenes from a lonely Los Angeles

I spent four days in L.A. for work. The Adobe MAX conference was amazing - filled with thousands of creatives from all over the world who like to nerd-out on Adobe's programs. There were quasi-celebrities, in true L.A. fashion and sessions by really career-driven folks hailing from the Bay Area.

Besides taking photos of eerily empty landscapes, I spent most of my time drinking Old Fashions, contemplating what to do with my life, and avoiding awkward conversations about camera gear.

Here's to introversion. 

c. boudoir in Big Sur, CA

It's not every day that your boudoir session is in a lofted tree house in the most romantic place you've ever been. So this was a special one; Big Sur has my heart. This shoot was on our second to last day of an adventurous road trip spoken about in my first post. Lace bodysuit from Urban Outfitters.