Photos above include waking up at Ace hotel, anxious for the sun after a day of rain, the Lacoste Live pool party where we swam in Patron... I mean the amazing pool, hitching up cabana-side in my new old (vintage) swim briefs that I have reason to believe were made for a child, but a very large child (hey, it works!), an amazing vintage shop we HAD to stop by while speeding down the 111--which we did way too many times from Palm Springs to Indio, and the resort in Las Palmas that chance brought us to, thanks to good friend Richard.
Run-on sentences aside, these recaps are seriously making me miss the desert. Until tomorrow, when I rip off the last band-aid and share our last day of Coachella!