I preface each entry nearly the same- "..there are no words to describe..." because simply, there isn't enough depth, richness, or calibrations in the english dictionary to encapsulate a paradise beyond measure or description. i can try, shoot, even the camera lens can make a dubious attempt at capturing majesty, but it is an attempt at best. my eye balls hurt so much from the beauty, but my heart still flutters wildly from what i have witnessed, experienced, and felt this weekend. the following are just a few of the hundreds of pictures taken this weekend, in the island off the coast of salvador called Morro de Sao Paulo. i invite you to take a trip down memory lane with me....
the island
kat
dave
valerie
sandy, erika
the pousada (inn) most of the group stayed at
but being the OG's we are, we got our very own bungalow complete with a deck
interior of the suite
a glimpse of the island. above: various trinkets
the charm of the island, inset
the place we dined at
our own personal pool
yeah, it's kinda retro like that
ainye and shan, struttin their shit
booty kisses
gettin our bronze on
viva brasil
an open smile- quite the rarity for me, i know
chocolate, vanilla, and caramel all up unda one roof
haha, don't ask
interior portraits
dinner with the ladies
late night pool party
gettin hyphy
shan, the designated bartender for the nite. thanks "natasha" :P!
oooh, valeria! sportin brasil's teeny tiny best
all i gotta say is....daamn.
shannon pretty much rocked this trip. who else can pull off the single feather earring like she so skillfully does? no one.
ms. "sea foam" samantha
one of shannon's many frolics in the sea
luscious.
It was pretty much ridiculous. After partying all night long, we unexpectedly got to watch the sun rise. The pictures don't capture the frenzy. But I do have the videos to prove it. As the sun was rising, we were hit by a tropical rainstorm, which only added to the stupor of being on an island right off the Brasilian coast in the dead middle of an ocean sunrise.
kat, sandy and me looking out over the horizon
this. is. jackson. don't be misled by his apparent transparency, dude is real.
matty so adorably stripped to his draws and jumped into the ocean. i found shan emerging from the sea in his arms. it was like a scene out of "paradise island". Here:
the ladies, at about 6:30 in the morning
a drunk ass shannon trying to search for me amidst the cove of rocks. aww baby!
my "girls"
idle play
the sensationally elegant eryn
look at my toesies
taking it all in....
