Newport Beach, CA.
This is my Nana’s dresser. Those breathing tubes on the
near corner are new. But everything else has been there
for a long time. Including that photo. I can’t believe
they tricked me into wearing that outfit. I can’t believe
she kept and framed photographic evidence of it.

San Diego, CA.
Believe it or not, this isn’t even close to the
weirdest thing I’ve ever seen while nosing around
backstage during a high school show. It might be
the most oddly-sensual, though.

Carlsbad, CA.
When you are hiding underneath the bleachers at Pacific
Ridge High School and the entire school is above you,
the sound of everyone’s feet is like a stampede.

Newport Beach, CA.
One of these little monkeys is my Italian cousin, Leonardo.
That’s right, friends. He was named after the Ninja Turtle.

Honolulu, HI.
Morning at Pearl Harbor.
Afternoon at Kualoa Ranch for a hike.

Honolulu, HI
Only a brief stop./
(Wanted to stay on longer,/
but ran out of words.)/

Honolulu, HI.
I didn’t know they made rainbows this perfect.
But Punahou students know. They look out at
this every morning. Damn.

Honolulu, HI.
Hawaii is really dedicated to making sure I get lei’d.

Honolulu, HI.
My father, chasing rainbows.

Hilo, HI.
Starting off at one of the many Botanical Gardens.
Then getting in some green coconut juice. Then
finishing up with the ultimate smoothies. If y’all
don’t know: I’m the smoothie queen.