#trashkid

Fucking found this hat in the bathroom trash can of halftime, pulled it out and washed it. Now I’m a grateful dad. A grateful dad to a lot of god doggos.

König Müll

Banana in Pyjama

Punka in Paradize

Covered in garbage sludge and grease, smelling of road debris and post yoga sweat, I’m not your clean and fancy yogi. I have had the same 6 pairs of yoga pants and tops in my travel pack worn over the last six months. I carry with me now, just a backpack. I sometimes can only sink wash my cloths. My biggest purchases are vegan/organic food and kangen water. Its who I am in a nutshell. I won’t sugarcoat it for you. I won’t pretend I’m something I’m not. I won’t keep face or keep clean if it wasn’t in the cards for that day. I’m grossed out by very little and I can take a heavy story with stride. I’m not here to show you the fancy cloths or the perfect skin. I don’t offer up the perfect advice or the most beautiful poses. All I have is me. The trash kid who prefers to live in a car off $200 a month. This women in her 30s travels with the care of a high school boy. And that’s what I seek from my peers and my friends. Show me you, not who you think the you I want to see is. #truth #betrue #yoga #giannayoga #trashkid #tattooedyogi #yogisofinstagram #bereal (at Chicago, Illinois)

shooting w/ lovely @laura_ungewoehnlicht done // now missing the 90's 💫 #trashkid