Laguna Beach, California. Summer of '21. A time of reckless abandon and unapologetic pleasure-seeking.
I was 19 then, still finding my footing in the world as a young woman who's always been drawn to the arts – painting, photography, dance. My girlfriend at the time, Rachel, was a fellow artist with a passion for music and movement. We met through mutual friends at an underground art collective in LA.
We spent those carefree summer months capturing our deepest desires on camera, dancing under starry skies, and making out until our lips were raw from the ocean breeze. It was a time of unbridled expression and pure joy. And I'm grateful to have such incredible photos to remember it by.
