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art  by  alyek_k

/ HAK jiwoon & CHA eunsa .

a white blank page   …    and a swelling rage  . 

I am deceased.

hang on.... walk with me here

much as she didn't expect it, solemare is kind of everything. day 2 was a dream, so shae is pushing herself to come out for day 3 even if she's not that serious about the artists, she's just chasing the fun she had yesterday she hasn't felt in years. instead of hiding under shades and a hat, this time she's trying something else— a disguise in the form of a look she'd typically never wear. her makeup is a little heavier than usual, a sultry mask of deeper browns and terracotta pinks, and her brown curls less tamed and polished, this time messier and unkempt in the sea-salted air. aside from a few stray pieces falling down her cheekbones, it's pulled away from her face with the help of a seashell pin. in more out-of-the-ordinary fashion for her, she wears a small bikini top, exposing shoulders and clavicle and midriff (which is definitely helping her in the heat, too), matched with a flowing linen skirt that is honestly closer to her style. speaking of her old style, this time she pulls out some of her favorite jewelry pieces to pair and stack along her neck, fingers, and ears— her signature pearls being the thing closest to true shae fashion. on all that exposed skin hangs the scent of phlur soft spot, carrying an alluring breeze of bergamot, jasmine, and amber. she's got comfy blue sandals on her feet and an aperol spritz in hand for most of the day, wanting to get lost in the music and lights and vibes and be someone else for the day . . .

| | | | visuals : benjamin poindexter.