JOURNEY OF A JUMPSUIT WITH CHAPTER - PART I
Santa Cruz-ing by with
It was the first time I had ever stepped afoot at the
, and already I was making plans to come back. Maybe it was the empowering sounds of pounding waves or the after-effects of salty hair (don't care). Or the faded screams and clamor coming from the boardwalk just a few miles away. Whatever it is, the feeling was sensationally liberating and memorable all at once. I am yearning to go back, as I write this, if only to experience moderately-chilly climate perfect for a
ensemble or to indulgently sip on an aromatic cortado as I pensively gaze out the window of
, a local favorite coffeeshop.
We've could've easily chosen to spend the rest of our day at the boardwalk with the touristy crowd, but oftentimes it is the unbeaten path that intrigues us the most. Don't you think so?
Stay tuned for Part II of where we'll be taking you next.
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Photography by Martin Angulo