I love, in the bittersweet sense of the word love, looking at authentic 70s images. It makes me yearn for an existence with less worry. Sure, I know the worries come from knowledge, and I guess it’s good that we know more things to worry about today. Actually, I am willing to bet there wasn’t even less worry, just different worry, and I am really indulging in nostalgia for something that never even existed. Anyway, check out her socks:
Twas Coudal who showed me this ReadyMade surf. Thanks, CP.