plagues & pleasures // hiker chic

And now we're back to the Palm Springs trip, day two: our pursuit of finding the lost and forgotten cities and "beaches" of California's Salton Sea. What we found? A ghost town. A creepy desolate one. With random, inhabited houses scattered between abandoned, dirty and falling apart houses.

 

 After this trip we had to find out more, so thankfully, Netflix had the documentary about the atrocity on DVD. You can rent it here: Plagues and Pleasures on The Salton Sea.

This is how they describe it:
"John Waters narrates this quirky exploration of the Salton Sea, the massive Southern California lake that was created by accident a century ago, became a popular desert resort and has since developed into a refuge for a community of oddballs. Filmmakers Chris Metzler and Jeff Springer explain the environmental mistakes that formed the sea and interview many of the area's current residents, including an aging nudist and a Hungarian revolutionary."

Just google "The Salton Sea" and you'll get all the information you ever wanted. I love weird and quirky stuff like this. Live for it!

The documentary was only more fitting when I found out John Waters was the narrator. I pictured his rail thin mustache the whole time he spoke. Creepy. Fitting.

And who knew Sonny Bono was a fighter for cleaning up and repairing the damage that was done? Way to go.

and this, ladies and gents, is what I call "hiker chic".... ppffftt.

wearing:

floppy felt hat - H&M

green crop top, sunglasses - urban

brown cuffed shorts - f21

vintage North Face backpack - stolen from parents closet

vintage scarf - from friend

hiking boots - thrifted

socks - sports authority

 

one of my favorite rings on my middle finger: BCBG

After the Salton Sea, we visited Joshua Tree. And hiked up to a view of the Coachella Valley... of smog.

 

found this little guy along the way.

  loading film or something.

 

And last but not least, ridiculously windy photo shoot attempt in the desert.

   

although it appears so, this was not staged/planned/thought out.

 

 

here is where I gave up attempting to look at the camera.

Sorry for the image-heaviness. It's obvious I'm back-logged! Only one more day of this trip to go and it's only the future from here on out. Well, I guess, still the past, but more recent past. Not far distant past.

Ok, so I need more coffee. Or some gingko. 

*all photos of me by D.Ray